<?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-10957292</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:42:46.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caffeine and Sugar, whatever works</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10957292.post-112045218071166787</id><published>2005-07-04T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T12:43:00.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAVE MOVED. :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, Chenchi, you cannot have this blog. Have fun trying to guess my username and password.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relink?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~blessthedead"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/~blessthedead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-112045218071166787?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/112045218071166787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=112045218071166787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/112045218071166787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/112045218071166787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-have-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111616745439238062</id><published>2005-05-15T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T22:30:54.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love this deviant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zebrazebrazebra.deviantart.com"&gt;http://zebrazebrazebra.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was the work that initially attracted me to her account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/16230359/"&gt;http://www.deviantart.com/view/16230359/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates to her ongoing work Tabitha and the Nightingale are through her journals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for? GO AND READ HER WORK. SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111616745439238062?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111616745439238062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111616745439238062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111616745439238062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111616745439238062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-love-this-deviant.html' title=''/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111616556115656690</id><published>2005-05-15T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T22:14:58.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAYS TO ELAINE, PENNY AND AUDREY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream today. I dreamt that I had split personalities. Somehow we could separate into two selves and back whenever we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what happened, but we received this phonecall from an anonymous councillor. Yeah. She wanted us to do - somethingIforgot. And my other personality was very trusting of this anonymous person while I was more... cautious? I dunno. And we were like debating whether to go to this meeting thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mum, who was also in the dream, told us to get a life (or two).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I woke up, and my first thought was - am I the real Baihui, or her split personality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, so now you know who I'm usually referring to when I use 'we'.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when you know you've read too much of the Loveless manga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111616556115656690?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111616556115656690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111616556115656690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111616556115656690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111616556115656690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/05/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111582277033546997</id><published>2005-05-11T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T22:46:10.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>We had NSW IT Quiz yesterday. It was incredibly stupid. I got totally lost at the mySQL questions or whatever. So I finished first, and went to CCA, and it turned out that all the seniors were forced to do it too, so the Secondary 2s could go home when they had finished the test in class since the seniors would only finish at 4.30. DUMB LARH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have 2.4 yesterday cause it rained. And poor Ms Ong had gastric, so I think some of them stayed back to help her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we took our History test. Blehh. Don't talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that we had Science SPA. I was lost. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just typed out an incredibly stupid Maths Journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be having ART TOMORROW. YAY. Watercolours WHOOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OM. YEY. -_- I don't care if I get an F. Take the OM shit and stuff it, you hypocrites who always say that ohtheprocessissoimportantitdoesntmatterwhatever and yet go thismarkwillgointoyourreportbook soyoubetterworkhard ifnotyou'll get an f. An effing f. Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111582277033546997?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111582277033546997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111582277033546997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111582277033546997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111582277033546997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/05/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111563835795461097</id><published>2005-05-09T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T19:32:37.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PE.</title><content type='html'>NAPFA tomorrow. DIIIEEEE. As you all know, Baihui is known for her art, NOT HER PHYSICAL ABILITIES. YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm grateful for learning batting in PE. I have gotten considerably better in killing irritating insects with my rather mediocre batting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example would be yesterday night, when it was just after the rain and the flies came in to buzz near the light. In droves. One particular fly liked to buzz around me. I'd say it had a death wish. And since I was so kind and good, I decided to fulfil its wish. I rallied up the newpapers and batted at the fly. And it hit the wall opposite me and slid down, twitching rather nervously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. SCORE ONE FOR ME. (Yeah right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Justin Ho on the bus home from Third Lang today. And the first statement I said to him was: wahlao you grow taller already, cannot recognize you. Yeah I'm so mean.  He had no school today. So unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times where I could sit in that little air-conditioned corner with Leonie and Kang and Gwee and the rest and laugh at the guys being short (or at least, me being taller than them). Now they've all gotten their growth spurts. No one much to laugh at anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for Clarisse, and Quekie, and Shingy, and Vanda. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYES. About Japanese CA. It was disastrous, the first part. Especially for listening. I was sitting in the first row, just two tables across from the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The radio made my table VIBRATE. SERIOUSLY. So I couldn't really hear anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was like, ane (elder sister)? Ani (elder brother)? Whatever lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second part, Comprehension, was damn slack. I finished it, and did nothing for like 20 to 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 33/40 for my Chemistry common test! I don't know whether to laugh or to cry. To laugh because I got fairly good marks. To cry because this was the highest mark I had ever gotten ever since I got into Nanyang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looooveeee chemical equations. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE. NAPFA TOMORROW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111563835795461097?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111563835795461097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111563835795461097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111563835795461097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111563835795461097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/05/pe.html' title='PE.'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111554416946302104</id><published>2005-05-08T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T17:22:49.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGWTF.</title><content type='html'>OMGWTFBBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother's new Warcraft III CD just got stuck. Inside the CD drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was xingzailehuo-ing at him, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later I realized that I couldn't play anymore CDs on the computer because of that fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese CA test tomorrow. I'd rather have the stupid Mid-Years then this stupid shit every 2 lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a whole load of homework to do. But there's always tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111554416946302104?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111554416946302104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111554416946302104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111554416946302104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111554416946302104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/05/omgwtf.html' title='OMGWTF.'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111547176630657548</id><published>2005-05-07T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T21:17:48.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CSM</title><content type='html'>CSM this year was kinda boring. Nothing much. And we sang Cindy (student council president) a happy birthday song. Good thing I didn't see my cousin there, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we won't do the *coughdancifiedcough* NZQ next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and Mark Shone like totally pwned the relay thingy in the teachers' race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we skipped Maths (YES.) to go to the concert in SCGS (but not before he tried to explain his quote before the disastrous Maths test. Please.) . Was really pissed after I came out because people kept laughing during the concert (WHERE IT WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE FUNNY.) If you don't understand the play and the dances that was produced by the girls' school from India then please kindly keep your mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA THIS WEEK. GOING TO FAIL. 2.4 = fail. 5 items = fail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111547176630657548?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111547176630657548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111547176630657548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111547176630657548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111547176630657548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/05/csm.html' title='CSM'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111529567371505174</id><published>2005-05-05T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T21:34:04.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Failed my Maths!</title><content type='html'>We had our PE assessment today. Blehh only got 7 marks. I want a retest. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had Maths test. I was so screwed over. I only completed a maximum of 3 questions, and I left the graphs ones entirely blank. BLANK, YOU HEAR ME. I was, "oh shit," whenI came to the second question. Cursing in my head all through the test. And those 3 questions were like, all wrong. Yes, so I'm going to get 0/50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when I think about it, I'm surprised that I think: No big deal. Fail then fail lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vented my disappointment in Chemistry, however. I was whizzing through the science worksheets about balancing chemical equations and all that, somehow got a kick out of it. Oh yesyes I love Chemistry. :D Aluminium Fluoride = Ang Li Fern. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESYESYES I GET TO SKIP MATHS TOMORROW. LALALALA. I love whoever organized the concert at SCGS tomorrow. RACHEL YEW MEET ME THERE OKAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111529567371505174?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111529567371505174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111529567371505174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111529567371505174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111529567371505174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/05/failed-my-maths.html' title='Failed my Maths!'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111520604790915463</id><published>2005-05-04T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T19:28:52.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah.</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am uncouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will never amount to anything in this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will most probably bring disgrace upon my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm going to fail all of my tests this semester and the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray. Math test is tomorrow and I have no idea how to do linear graphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111520604790915463?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111520604790915463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111520604790915463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111520604790915463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111520604790915463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/05/blah.html' title='Blah.'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111512250767152214</id><published>2005-05-03T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T20:15:07.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cramps.</title><content type='html'>Horrible, horrible stomachache. I'm going to keel over on the floor and die right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody give me peppermint ice cream to make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody? ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so proud. I did my part of the research for Geography! Now do we send it straight to Vanda or print it out ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done my Chinese Speech thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. And I don't care, unless I actually feel like doing it later in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science test was okay. I mean, I actually knew like 95% of what they asked me. Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How great. Zzc just reminded us that we have to hand up the Chinese SiA when? Next week? Next next week? And of course, I haven't laid a finger on it and even thought about a topic to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 ARTICLES. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn procrastination influences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? &lt;em&gt;I haven't done it but I don't care, nyahnyahnyah...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered that Elaine's birthday was next Friday. Oohoo. BLACK FRIDAY. Must draw her &lt;s&gt;someone&lt;/s&gt; something as giftart for her birthday present, because I am cheap and have no cash on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always get arrowed for doing stuff for Byte Club. OH WOE IS ME. Hahaha, just kidding larh, I usually slack about. The Flash guy came and left today because the Secondary 3s were gone for their NAPFA and there was no way he could conduct the lesson. I think he was kinda... pissed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, not my problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go wallow in my pain from the stupid stomachache now. o_o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111512250767152214?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111512250767152214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111512250767152214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111512250767152214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111512250767152214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/05/cramps.html' title='Cramps.'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111503366699767353</id><published>2005-05-02T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T19:34:26.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rachelyew</title><content type='html'>NEWSFLASH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We interrupt your peaceful surfing of the web to bring you this exciting revelation: Rachel Yew is not in fact, born on November 4th, she was born instead, 10 days after, on November 14th. A meme had previously uncovered this fact where Ms. Yew had found that the information for the 14th day fitted her more than the 4th. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, you can now all give your presents to her 10 days later for her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now return to your regularly scheduled surfing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111503366699767353?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111503366699767353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111503366699767353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111503366699767353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111503366699767353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/05/rachelyew.html' title='rachelyew'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111502980500594412</id><published>2005-05-02T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T18:33:53.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memethingies</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=200 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Birth Month Is July&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/birthmonth/july.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tactful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secretive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentimental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardworking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approachable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun to be with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has reputation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not revengeful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easily consoled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very emotional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wary and sharp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waits for friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likes to be quiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witty and snarky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caring and loving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overly concerned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treats others equally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puts in effort in work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takes pride in oneself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moody and easily hurt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No difficulties in studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong sense of sympathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving but never forgets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet unless excited or tensed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not aggressive unless provoked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerned about people's feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temperamental and unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge people through observations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easily hurt but takes long to recover &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guides others physically and mentally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dislikes the nonsensical and unnecessary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to fathom and to be understood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive and forms impressions carefully &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always broods about the past and the old friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/truebirthmonth/"&gt;What's Your True Birth Month?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, July is my True Birth Month. Whatever gave you the idea that it wasn't? Pretty accurate there, except for the 'Dislikes the nonsensical and unnecessary', 'Puts in effort in work' and 'No difficulties in studying' parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="font: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; text-transform: capitalize; word-spacing: .3em; text-align: center; background: #bce9ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 200px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Birthdate: July 30&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style=" font: small-caps small-caps 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; text-transform: none; text-align: left; background: #e2f5ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 200px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birthday on the 30th day of the month shows individual self-expression is necessary for your happiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to have a good way of expressing yourself with words, certainly in a manner that is clear and understandable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a good chance of success in fields requiring skill with words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be very dramatic in your presentation and you may be a good actor or a natural mimic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a vivid imagination that can assist you in becoming a good writer or story-teller. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong in your opinions, you always tend to think you are on the right side of an issue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may be a tendency to scatter your energies and have a lot of loose ends in your work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have significant artistic talent and be very creative.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birthday on the 30th day of the month shows individual self-expression is necessary for your happiness.&lt;/strong&gt; True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You tend to have a good way of expressing yourself with words, certainly in a manner that is clear and understandable. &lt;br /&gt;You have a good chance of success in fields requiring skill with words.&lt;/strong&gt; WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can be very dramatic in your presentation and you may be a good actor or a natural mimic.&lt;/strong&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have a vivid imagination that can assist you in becoming a good writer or story-teller. &lt;br /&gt;Strong in your opinions, you always tend to think you are on the right side of an issue. &lt;br /&gt;There may be a tendency to scatter your energies and have a lot of loose ends in your work. &lt;br /&gt;You may have significant artistic talent and be very creative.&lt;/strong&gt; True.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111502980500594412?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111502980500594412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111502980500594412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111502980500594412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111502980500594412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/05/memethingies.html' title='Memethingies'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111486018739267674</id><published>2005-04-30T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T20:02:09.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walkathon</title><content type='html'>Yay today we had the walkathon to raise funds for the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzc bought Milo from the secondary 4 seniors for the whole class. Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, Chenchi and I were arguing with Vanda to let us go to her nice, furnished, beeg house to watch the FMA DVD that Rachel had brought. The conversation that happened during the walkathon was mainly of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanda: NO.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, Chenchi, and I: YES.&lt;br /&gt;Vanda: NO.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, Chenchi, and I: YES.&lt;br /&gt;(repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanda made Chenchi slopped her muahchee on the umbrella she was holding, then zzc commented that it looked like mucus, and that it was a good thing it wasn't GREEN. Ew larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay thanks Lifern for lending me your fan! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Quekie our carrot mascot got third prize for the Mascot Design Contest thingy! Go Quekie the bodybuilder cum carrot! 210 was the 2nd highest fundraiser in the level, and got first the the Foto-whatever contest. Go 210!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Rachel Tan saw her xinaide. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanda agreed to take us to her house. So she was walking. Very, very fast. I had to like run to keep up with her, and Chenchi and Rachel were so slow. We lost them two or three times and had to wait to let them catch up. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we kinda watched 4 CDs, altogether 16 episodes, in one sitting. We be nice couchpotatoes. And there ensued peanut wars, where we flung peanuts about at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Izumi-sensei. She be cool. :D She just about flung the doors of the military office open, ignored everybody including Roy (sadsad), and demanded for the Elric brothers' whereabouts. Her husband (frightfully muscular) pointed out the map or something, then she said something along the lines of, "Ooooooh. Very good. Let's go." They exited, and left the Military people all: o_o...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex Louis Armstrong is very, very scary. HE HAS PINK SPARKLES OF DOOM. PINK, of all things. Ew. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We agreed to go home at around 2, but in the end we went home at around 5 to 6. Nice Vanda's mother drove us to Coro where she dropped us off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smell stinky. Shall go take a bath now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111486018739267674?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111486018739267674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111486018739267674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111486018739267674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111486018739267674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/walkathon.html' title='Walkathon'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111477593507893717</id><published>2005-04-29T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T19:58:55.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o_o DEAD.</title><content type='html'>59/100 for Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. God. Damn. Screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During CCA:&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim: *points at picture in one of his books* What's red and long and is related to fire?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hongbao?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim, Rachel, QiaoWei: &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay, firecrackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He meant fire extinguisher. So Qiao Wei, Rachel and I searched for those things to take photographs of for the Fire Prevention Poster Design Competition thingy. We were 'arrow'ed because we were the only Secondary 2s there, and the competition was only open to those in the lower secondary. ;_; Sadly, we only found BLUE fire extinguishers, not red ones. Eeyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I drew a fireball wrapped in diapers and sucking on a pacifier. With a woman carrying it, for one of the designs. Yeah, and we went off early from CCA. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALKATHON TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it rains halfway through or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even through we would be wearing white class tees. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUEKIE'S A CARROT. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111477593507893717?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111477593507893717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111477593507893717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111477593507893717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111477593507893717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/oo-dead.html' title='o_o DEAD.'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111468996994873944</id><published>2005-04-28T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T20:07:52.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/17684442/"&gt;CLICKIECLICKIE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I need something to humour myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it didn't fucking rain. Clouds like to make lightning and thunder and they don't like to rain. Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep has just worsened my headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting irritated by all these sounds swirling around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do motorcycles really need to make so much noise when revving up? Is that the smoke I smell? o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need earplugs. I WANT EARPLUGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crap. Multiplied 99999 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wfnvclwqm.a, .danfevlselceince. This headache is not doing much for my language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so now my brains shall explode out of my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anytime now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111468996994873944?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111468996994873944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111468996994873944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111468996994873944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111468996994873944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/clickieclickie.html' title=''/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111468262313573808</id><published>2005-04-28T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T18:03:43.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn headaches.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My heart rolled to a stop at my feet, and mocked me by shattering itself into a thousand million pieces.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like shit now. The headache is getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go to lie down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit, just make it fucking rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111468262313573808?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111468262313573808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111468262313573808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111468262313573808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111468262313573808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/damn-headaches.html' title='Damn headaches.'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111468004636722661</id><published>2005-04-28T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T17:20:46.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o_o</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You held my heart in your delicate fingers and let go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, I want a plushie. Of anything, really. *coughNIOU!cough* Just something to cuddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having headaches lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is LEESIMIN'S BIRTHDAY. *proceeds to sing the birthday song very, very off-tunedly* HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY CHINESE DANCE PARTNER. And ALSO, MR NGIOW is coming/came back TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughisn'tthattoomuchofacoincedence?cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get better soon, Elaineee. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel better soon, Jasmine, yah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111468004636722661?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111468004636722661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111468004636722661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111468004636722661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111468004636722661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/oo.html' title='o_o'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111452149392236844</id><published>2005-04-26T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T21:18:13.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I dreamt tomorrow had a prettier face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh the irony. Because we all know that tomorrow had botched up her plastic surgery and now she's uglier than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay just had to get that out. o_o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111452149392236844?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111452149392236844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111452149392236844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111452149392236844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111452149392236844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-dreamt-tomorrow-had-prettier-face.html' title=''/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111451973552957448</id><published>2005-04-26T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T21:00:12.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladidada</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Let me hear you say, this shit is bananas&lt;br /&gt;B-A-N-A-N-A-S&lt;br /&gt;This shit is bananas &lt;br /&gt;B-A-N-A-N-A-S &lt;br /&gt;Again, the shit is bananas &lt;br /&gt;B-A-N-A-N-A-S &lt;br /&gt;This shit is bananas &lt;br /&gt;B-A-N-A-N-A-S &lt;br /&gt;- Gwen Stefani, Hollaback Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. I love that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-A-N-A-N-A-S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so screwed up for my Chinese test too. ;_; What makes it worse would be that this test's percentage is bigger because I missed the first test in Term 1.&lt;br /&gt;I totally didn't study Lesson8, because I was too lazy to either print it out again, or search for it in the pile of doom where all worksheets go before a need arises to sort them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drank three cans of concentrated caffeine (and sugar) today. And I was laughing so much before English started (THAT'S THE EFFECT OF JUST ONE CAN.). Mainly because of Rachel Tan's impression of a certain superior. I never knew she could go so deep. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah the new things you find out everyday that amaze you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read SCORPIA. WHOOHOO. And Vanda, I think Alex Rider &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; die, to bring the entire thing full circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like vomiting from the moment I got up, all the way until I got home. (I was moaning during CCA and trying to sleep.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a bloody hangover (on caffeine?) or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popiah Day is TOMORROW. Get to miss Maths. Now that is gooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATS LEONIE ON GETTING GOLD. *squish*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111451973552957448?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111451973552957448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111451973552957448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111451973552957448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111451973552957448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/ladidada.html' title='Ladidada'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111417608770764729</id><published>2005-04-22T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T21:21:27.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports meet</title><content type='html'>The Sports Meet was okay, but I kinda spazzed out because it was too hot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me = 0% tolerance for heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the book Rachel Tan brought along for the meet, Z is for Zachariah. Rather intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha look at those 7 trophies sparkling in the glorious sunlight. Sadly they're not won by me, but by 210's wonderful ChaiPing, Elaine and Yujie! To all 210 participants in today's finals, we know you all did your best, yah? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chenchi and Rachel were the unwilling partners in my escapade around Junction 8. Realised the danger of having your name on the back of the class tee, since anybody could just say: OH. THAT'S BAIHUI FROM 210. WHAT IS SHE DOING DRAGGING HER POOR FRIENDS ALL OVER J8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chenchi was deliberating over whether to buy Spirited Away from Poh Kim, so Rachel said that Chenchi would do the scissors-paper-stone thing with me; if she won, she won't buy it. If I won; she would buy it. First one to reach three wins win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally I won. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew all those scissors-paper-stone sessions in primary school did me good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Chenchi regretted her choice when she saw Howl's Moving Castle in Popular. I was scared for my life when she clung onto me and wanted me to pay for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, but I didn't buy it for her. &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and I FINALLY DID MY MATHS WORKSHEET. Actually it was because it was thundering for a while and my paranoid mother told me to switch off the computer because she said the lightning would cause the computer to spaz out. So I was bored and decided to do the worksheets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Bai Hui had just did the miracle of the century; she attempted the maths worksheets! :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid tests this week...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111417608770764729?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111417608770764729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111417608770764729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111417608770764729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111417608770764729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/sports-meet.html' title='Sports meet'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111408719544633576</id><published>2005-04-21T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T20:59:03.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>CHINESE ORCHESTRA GOT GOLD WITH HONOURS. W00T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renice thought I would really kill an old granny by kicking her across the street. *sob* Is that how you see me, you ladybug/bird/whatever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got a very pretty ladybug clip thingy from Renice's mortal, Cheryl (Renice gave it to me). I don't know you Cheryl, but thank you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go blog-hopping, and since everyone seems to be doing the alphabetical order of linking names lately, I almost always see myself near the top. Can boost my ego-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chen Lili was late for dance today because she thought today still went by the normal Thursday timetable. Alas, no! It was switched to Friday's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance went well, but I still don't really get the steps. Must practice more! We can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in the dance studio all through recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese. The class was still coming in (recess in dance studio, remember) when Shion Yee and her friends walked past. She spotted me at my seat and began yelling loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;ShionYee: HELLO BAIHUI.&lt;br /&gt;Me: HI SHIONYEE.&lt;br /&gt;ShionYee: DID YOU GET IN?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *not really getting it* WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;ShionYee: DID SOMEONE DEREGISTER?&lt;br /&gt;Me: YES. I GOT IN. *beams*&lt;br /&gt;ShionYee: *shockedlook* BAIHUI. I HATE YOU. *stomps* I HATE YOU. I HATE YOU. I HATE -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stops in mid-sentence (she claims she does that a lot) and walks off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzc had this surprised/shocked whatever look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Language Arts. It was okay. Zhuoxuan's group discussed with the class for one whole hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanda was getting the class to go out since the classroom was going to be locked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanda: EVERYBODY GET OUT.&lt;br /&gt;English teacher: *stares at her*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was zoning out during Maths period. Seriously. I believe I have never been so disorganized in Maths lesson before. Nothing was catching my attention. I didn't even bother drawing the graphs properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifern and company were about to come in in the last minutes of Maths, and Lifern stepped in, saw Ong, and stepped out again. She opted for jumping around outside class instead. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE. GO CHINESE ORCHESTRA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never known there were designated class tables for each class. Now, let's all do the NKF's squeezy thing and fix all 36 girls onto the same table and they have to stay there until all of them finish their lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loitered around before going to KAP. Met Lifern and Yiling there, and Zhuoxuan, Quekie, Renice and Shuli were trying to trick them in believing that we had taken Chapter 9's Maths quiz today. I was like: Huh? What quiz? What quiz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quekie told them later that they were tricking them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. 162 seems to be nice lately and comes soon at the bus-stop after I get off 74.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least solve the issue calmly instead of complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track and Field Finals Part One tomorrow. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fly kite fly kite all the rest can go fly kite,&lt;br /&gt;Later kena lightning strike&lt;br /&gt;BOOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111408719544633576?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111408719544633576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111408719544633576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111408719544633576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111408719544633576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/finals-tomorrow.html' title='Finals tomorrow!'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111400055402802690</id><published>2005-04-20T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T20:35:54.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Best of Me&lt;br /&gt;The Starting Line&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you thought about when you were gone &lt;br /&gt;and so alone&lt;br /&gt;The worst is over&lt;br /&gt;You can have the best of me&lt;br /&gt;We got older, but we're still young&lt;br /&gt;We never grew out of this feeling that we won't give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we lay again&lt;br /&gt;On two separate beds, riding phone lines&lt;br /&gt;To meet a familiar voice and pictures drawn from memory&lt;br /&gt;We reflect on miscommunications and misunderstandings &lt;br /&gt;And missing each other too, &lt;br /&gt;much too attached to let go. &lt;br /&gt;Turn our music down and we whisper,&lt;br /&gt;"Say what you're thinking right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you thought about when you were gone &lt;br /&gt;and so alone&lt;br /&gt;The worst is over&lt;br /&gt;You can have the best of me&lt;br /&gt;We got older, but we're still young...&lt;br /&gt;We never grew out of this feeling &lt;br /&gt;that we won't give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping to conclusions&lt;br /&gt;Made me fall away from you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad that the truth, &lt;br /&gt;has brought back together me and you&lt;br /&gt;We're sitting on the ground (sitting on the ground) &lt;br /&gt;And we whisper, (and we whisper) &lt;br /&gt;"Say what you're thinking out loud."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you thought about &lt;br /&gt;when you were gone &lt;br /&gt;and so alone &lt;br /&gt;The worst is over &lt;br /&gt;You can have the best of me &lt;br /&gt;We got older, but we're still young... &lt;br /&gt;We never grew out of this feeling &lt;br /&gt;that we won't give up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn our music down and we whisper, &lt;br /&gt;We're sitting on the ground and we whisper, &lt;br /&gt;We turn our music down, &lt;br /&gt;we're sitting on the ground &lt;br /&gt;The next time I'm in town, &lt;br /&gt;we will kiss, girl.... &lt;br /&gt;We will kiss, girl! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you thought about &lt;br /&gt;when you were gone &lt;br /&gt;and so alone... &lt;br /&gt;The worst is over &lt;br /&gt;You can have the best of me &lt;br /&gt;We got older, but we're still young &lt;br /&gt;We never grew out of this feeling that we won't,   &lt;br /&gt;Feeling that we can't &lt;br /&gt;We're not ready to give up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got older but we're still young &lt;br /&gt;We never grew out of this feeling &lt;br /&gt;that we won't give up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this song, for some reason. Kinda sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111400055402802690?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111400055402802690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111400055402802690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111400055402802690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111400055402802690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/best-of-me-starting-line-tell-me-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111399833558647135</id><published>2005-04-20T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T20:18:38.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geography test</title><content type='html'>I feel so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I messed up the monsoon thing in the Geography test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO WONDER I THOUGHT THERE WAS SO LITTLE TO WRITE. *separates index finger and thumb from each other for 2cm* AND IT WAS 5 MARKS. ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, Tan Bai Hui, this is what you get for not listening in class, doodling on your notes, not bothering to print notes out, not bothering to revise, resulting in cramming the night before and in the morning. THEREFORE YOU, YES YOU, ARE GOING TO GET BOTTOM MARKS FOR THE TEST. HAPPY NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the school wants to use online registration for sabbaticals, at least make sure that the IVLE can HANDLE IT. I was in the mac lab refreshing for 50 minutes before I finally even got into the sabbaticals page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I didn't get what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The public has high expectations. They have high expectations. We &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; have high expectations of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*is amused*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, Track and Field Finals on Friiidaaaay. No school. :D Just want to release stress and cheer my vocal chords out. AND ENJOY MYSELF LIKE I HAVEN'T ENJOYED IN WEEKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All they want is their stupid reputation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111399833558647135?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111399833558647135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111399833558647135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111399833558647135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111399833558647135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/geography-test.html' title='Geography test'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111391791495334384</id><published>2005-04-19T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T21:38:34.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... III</title><content type='html'>Today was a rather uneventful day. I... suppose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science. We didn't have lab session today so we stayed in class. And did covalent and ionic stuff. *nodsnods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITE was pretty uneventful. Ms Chi got pissed at us because we weren't listening to her talk about excel. Actually I don't like excel that much. The formulae confuzzles me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Then after that was the big flood. Of Secondary 1 students, of course. As expected, connections timed-out and the school IVLE server thing couldn't handle it. Please, it couldn't even handle around 40 of us, much less over 300. The poor Secondary 1s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*prays* Please, please let the Chinese Speech teacher be sick tomorrow so we can go into the lab and wait for 9.45 to tick closer and we can sign up on the dot. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was CME. We had our presentations and stuff. *squishes Eileen, Lifern and Renice for doing the presentation* &lt;3 At least we didn't get bored off by her talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tan didn't come for Art lesson since she's on MC, so we spent a whole hour discussing the Art SiA (at least that's what we tried to do), and kept being sidetracked, which ensued in:&lt;br /&gt;-rolled-up paper fights&lt;br /&gt;-doodling on the back of our storyboard&lt;br /&gt;-and the whole group being in general chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to do Chinese comprehension during Chinese period, so blehh. *stabs it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography test tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*keels over and dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*comes back to life miraculously*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVEN'T STUDY YET. MUST GO STUDY NOW. BYEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The education system is changing once every few months. For god's sake (actually for our sakes), just make up your mind and decide on SOMETHING ALREADY. We're very lost and desperately need a foothold on something that makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, going in class tee for Track and Field Finals Part One at Yio Chu Kang stadium on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST STUDY NOW BYEBYE. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111391791495334384?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111391791495334384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111391791495334384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111391791495334384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111391791495334384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/iii.html' title='... III'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111383024002630442</id><published>2005-04-18T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T21:17:20.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Okay. So there was OM presentation today. Supposed to be. The teacher didn't turn up. Pissified. Yes, even though I know it's our fault that we didn't present last week. Sorry OM peeps. Not been concentrating lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body combat was... weird. Let it never be said that Baihui has any sports-related talents. I borrowed Vanda's PE shirt, which smelled. She blames it all on her brothers. Nevermind Vanda, thanks for lending me the PE shirt anyway. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band got Gold. Modern Dance got Bronze! Yay! *squishes* You all are the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I space out a lot during lessons. I space out during Language Arts. I space out during Maths, I space out during Science, I space out during Chinese, I space out during Geography, I space out during History. And you know that's bad when; &lt;br /&gt;a) your grades are plummeting into the core of the earth, &lt;br /&gt;b) you have not touched your LA journal for 5 weeks (no... it's dying ;_;), &lt;br /&gt;c) you have not touched any things even indirectly connected with SiAs, &lt;br /&gt;d) your grades are still plummeting into the 18th level of Hell, &lt;br /&gt;e) your level of art is plummeting too,&lt;br /&gt;f) you don't give a flying damn about what happens anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see even Vanda being stressed, that's bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vote that the education system be abolished and we should all grow up to be uneducated rude little tykes with a bad attitude, and who wake up every morning with horrible hangovers, and die at the age of 25 from lung cancer. Or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, they talk about how the process is important and everything, and yes maybe in some ways it is, but OHLOOK, OM is still reflected in our report books! YES. ISN'T THAT WONDERFUL. And you know what, people still look at your grades and judge you on them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are your grades?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must study hard arh, when you grow up can earn big bucks one, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ButI wanna be an artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot larh, artists have no future, better go and be doctor and lawyer, find yourself a rich husband, settle down and have 1919181810348 kids to get the baby bonuses, and then you can retire and get your CPF funds to tide you over until you get tired of living, then you die a dramatic death, go out with a bang, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superficial accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore me for I think I am gradually heading in the direction of early teenage rebellion. :0 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I am not making sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back to primary school, where everything was so simple and innocent (um... quite).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Now there's a thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111383024002630442?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111383024002630442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111383024002630442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111383024002630442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111383024002630442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111357240087208873</id><published>2005-04-15T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T22:01:43.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whee?</title><content type='html'>So instead of doing my long-due &lt;em&gt;sakubun&lt;/em&gt; corrections (which will sadly be regraded), here I am blogging. Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday there was this huge, beautiful (though it terrified the crap out of us) butterfly-moth thing that flew in the classroom. And very stupidly flew into the fan. It rested outside our classroom door for more than 5 minutes before Audrey tried to touch it, then it flew away. We did take some pictures of it though, and personally I thought it would have looked nice as decoration for our door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an Art SiA. Whodathunkit? Though this one seems considerably more suited to my tastes than the rest. Finally something that I'm &lt;strong&gt;interested&lt;/strong&gt; in. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OM was sucky, as usual, we couldn't put up a performance since we thought we could substitute it with the tape recording furing the first day of the LifeSkills Camp. Obviously not. &lt;s&gt;Well, you can take this OM shit and stuff it up your --&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I went with some others to Heats 2 in HCI. Note: 3.09pm, historical moment of Eileen crossing the bridge for the first time. Hm, I can't believe she didn't cross it before, since I remember her going for the heats last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChaiPing broke her personal record and got first for Triple Jump! Yujie got third and Vanda got sixth for Discus! Congratulations you people! &lt;3 Yes, I very stupidly offered my hand for a handshake when ChaiPing wanted a drink instead. *feels very, very stupid*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, when I got home, I received this very angry call from my mum whom I had realized had been waiting for me to fetch me home. I had taken the bus instead. Now I feel guilty for wasting her time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, was the opening of the NYGetHyped website. Sadly not a lot of people seem very enthusiastic about this, and I think Rachel and I popped our party poppers a little too late. I dunno. My right ear went weird for a minute when I popped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, their loss. &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one less SiA for Geography! *gasp* Finally they realized that SiAs were slowly killing us off. A little late, but at least they did it. Now, if other subjects' could just do that to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nominated OM groups had to go off during second recess for the Spontaneous Problems at ACS(I) today, so I hope everything went well. During LA (which was after the second recess), we just sat and talked to Mrs. Heng. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Flash instructor came in again, ugh. So we (the people who didn't take the course) were forced out again, and we had to go to the Mac lab, where I seriously did nothing but surfed through websites until Mr Lim noticed me doing nothing and pulled me along for Mother's Day card designs. Which are due on Thursday. Wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED PHOTOSHOP NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT TO USE A WACOM TABLET. Haha, so cool. Seriously, I never knew the school HAD tablets. Now is the time where I cackle evilly to myself and attempt to get the tablet all to myself. See Rachel Tan, what did you miss? Had a lot of fun drawing nonsensical things. Yeah, but it's very old and dying - the edges are all fading. You can't see anything in those faded to black areas at all. BUT STILL. I got to use a tablet, with those neat twiddly pens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside for a Mac computer is so.. stylish. Not like when you open the Microsoft CPU and get flustered by all of the wires leading to somewhere or another. It's so neat and organized. Very convenient to change compartments, since you can see where everything is very clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of the seniors and I were goggling at the digital works on some website. So... professional. Now is the time where I can go and hit my head against the wall. Many times over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL WANT A TABLET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need new vocabulary - On Thursday, during LA, I was introduced to this fairly new word, &lt;strong&gt;juxtaposition&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jux-ta-pose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tr.v. &lt;em&gt;jux-ta-posed, jux-ta-pos-ing, jux-ta-pos-es&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To place side by side, especially for comparison or contrast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Renice for giving you the wrong meaning earlier. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms? Sure.&lt;br /&gt;analyze, approach, balance, bracket, collate, confront, consider, contemplate, correlate, divide, equal, examine, hang, inspect, juxtapose, match, match up, measure, observe, oppose, parallel, ponder, rival, scan, scrutinize, segregate, separate, set against, size up, study, touch, weigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from the ever trusty dictionary.com. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have just realized that my vocabulary is very, very limited. Go back and count the number of times I've used 'very' in this blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To-Do List:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;sakubun&lt;/em&gt; corrections&lt;br /&gt;- Maths worksheets: Linear graphs&lt;br /&gt;- LA movie review: Hero&lt;br /&gt;- LA book review: The Little Prince&lt;br /&gt;- LA discussion: Creative and Analytical&lt;br /&gt;- Science worksheets&lt;br /&gt;- Maths IL Proposal&lt;br /&gt;- Maths SiA&lt;br /&gt;- Art SiA: mid-check on Week 8&lt;br /&gt;- CME SiA&lt;br /&gt;- Science SiA&lt;br /&gt;- Chinese SiA&lt;br /&gt;- Study for Math quizzes&lt;br /&gt;- Study for Chinese test&lt;br /&gt;- Study for Geography test&lt;br /&gt;- Some others that I have probably forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111357240087208873?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111357240087208873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111357240087208873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111357240087208873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111357240087208873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/whee.html' title='whee?'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111339577203800477</id><published>2005-04-13T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T20:36:12.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeeurgh.</title><content type='html'>I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are hundreds of thousands of people out there who draw better than me. Hundreds of thousands of people out there who colour better, ink better, make graphics better than me. I'm trying to find my own art style, but so far it seems that nothing is progressing as I wish it should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to goddamn develop my own art style by the end of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Dance got Gold with Honours! :D Chen LiLi should be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for all of the other SYF people: Eileen, Lifern, Yiling, etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about OM anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if I get a failing mark. To hell with the stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should see the nominated OM groups performing in ACS(I). Wish all of you the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love Roy's gloves. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111339577203800477?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111339577203800477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111339577203800477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111339577203800477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111339577203800477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/eeeurgh.html' title='Eeeurgh.'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111311765210818246</id><published>2005-04-10T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T15:35:52.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday again</title><content type='html'>Forgot to say that on Friday, during CCA, three Secondary 2s and their seniors spent more than 2 hours finishing up the posters thingies that can be seen above the flagpoles when you go back to school on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice-senior was trying to save scotchtape by using the leftovers of the sticky wrapping paper (whatever you call that) to secure it to the posters to make it waterproof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People were also fascinated by the triangular scissors thing that one of the seniors brought along (I can't remember your name ;_;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were slacking and watching the Chinese Dancers rehearse their dance from the third floor where we were supposed to secure the posters to the railings. Very nice though, ChenLiLi should be proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I can't do anything but draw, here's a very anatomically-wrong picture, resized so as not to stretch the blog thing. See the full version at my DA account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v298/dustbunny-retreat/3420.png" width="250" height="250" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to all my friends, seniors, juniors, blahblahblah who will be taking part in various national competitions in the next couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADD OIL ADD OIL ADD OIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot add already if not will become fat. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111311765210818246?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111311765210818246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111311765210818246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111311765210818246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111311765210818246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/friday-again.html' title='Friday again'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111310029620866870</id><published>2005-04-10T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T15:29:01.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladida.</title><content type='html'>Friday was quite slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Chinese first (where all we did was summarizing), then Dance (I really like our dance a lot), then recess, where.... we did nothing. The last ten minutes were spent waiting around the Alumni Room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The McDonalds food was good. Haha. Then Penny was entertaining us with her very own version of "Because of you..." AKA McDonalds commercial. Vanda and I spent the remaining time singing songs very off-tunedly and Penny guessed one of them correctly! YAYPENNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were still debating whether Roy or Edward (Fullmetal Alchemist) was hotter. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we cleared up, and moseyed our way up to Conference Room C (B?), and watched Hero. It was so cool. I like their clothes, so flowy. Hahaha. The dramatic part was where Flying Snow fell down - she was twirling in mid-air before she flopped onto the floor. And the Broken Sword's hair flying about when he was writing the 20th style of the sword (jian4). Clarisse must be like so happy the jian4 was featured so prominently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ren1 bu4 li2 ren2, jian4 bu4 li2 jian4" Stolen from Elaine, since I can't be bothered to do the pinyin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francesca (did I spell your name correctly, I think not x_x) said we would be watching another movie, also with Maggie Cheung inside it. Don't know if it's true or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened on Saturday. Just mulled around doing nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111310029620866870?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111310029620866870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111310029620866870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111310029620866870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111310029620866870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/ladida.html' title='Ladida.'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111287482928504459</id><published>2005-04-07T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T19:53:49.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OM presentations</title><content type='html'>We had the OM presentations by the nominated teams today. Yes, and all of the Secondary 2 groups that were performing were all from 210! You all did really well, good luck for the nationals!  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. And. Our Choir got GOLD WITH HONOURS IN SYF. I don't know why I'm so happy, since I have nothing to do with SYF,  but well, I feel ecstatic that they've cliched it. So that was what the screaming below during lessons were about. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had PE today for the first period. The softball likes me. And hates Vanda. It kept letting itself be caught by me and made Vanda run backwards to retrieve it. :D It was funnn. Pe is actually fun, if not for the warm-up runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mr. Ngiow came back today because of the Chiangmai visitors - I think he was to show them around or something, and he was like watching us do PE. Zhuoxuan was being crazy and waving to him wildly. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored during Science watching Ms Lye repeat the DNA thingums over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to watch Hero tomorrow during English. And we're going to have our class breakfast tomorrow outside the board room too. McDonalds breakfast thing. Yey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111287482928504459?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111287482928504459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111287482928504459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111287482928504459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111287482928504459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/om-presentations.html' title='OM presentations'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111261182019207021</id><published>2005-04-04T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T18:55:15.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh haha.</title><content type='html'>Oh haha. He's traumatized by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the words he used are 'strong', what about the words &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; use?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 days left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if the teacher we're going to get after him is going to be worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop being like Zhuoxuan by using excessive paragraphing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is quite pitiful, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor hanbaobao had 5 teachers come up to him after the incident. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when did we turn into express students?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DIED FOR MY JAPANESE CA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I COMPLETELY SPAAAZZED AT THE 'YORI' PART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celine was traumatized after the CA. She kept on talking about her Chinese name: "Why am I not kai1xin2? Why am I not cong1ming2?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I assign the right sound to the pinyin? I think not. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaixin had similar reactions. "Why am I not happy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shion Yee and I were debating about the listening comprehension; whether the radio described was in the room, or outside of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS STUPID AND FORGOT TO BRING MY JAPANESE BOOKLET OUT OF 210 CLASSROOM. Asai-sensei looked seriously amused when I told her I didn't bring it. AND MY FMA VOLUME 10 IS ALSO BACK IN CLASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think that Roy is better than Edward. (MIDGET.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were comparing height differences at the back of the class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111261182019207021?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111261182019207021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111261182019207021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111261182019207021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111261182019207021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/oh-haha.html' title='Oh haha.'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111253059618593665</id><published>2005-04-03T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T20:19:02.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WILL REN</title><content type='html'>Maths is the first lesson tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will grin and bear it. I will ren3. I will tolerate. *repeats mantra over and over again in head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now someone tell me how to do the Maths worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAP. I haven't done CME SiA or the assignment on some occupations thing. CME is so... boring and meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAPANESE CA2 TOMORROW. AAAH. *runs around in circles and hits wall*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I neeeed a new blogskin. A lot of people are complaining that this one is too... suicidal? Hahaha. Problem is Blogskins is down and I have like no html skills to make one of my own. ;_;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111253059618593665?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111253059618593665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111253059618593665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111253059618593665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111253059618593665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/will-ren.html' title='WILL REN'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111250730882022603</id><published>2005-04-03T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T13:55:23.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artpad</title><content type='html'>OMFG HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://artpad.art.com/?iecwcr1d79tg"&gt;PICTUREOFME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://artpad.art.com/?iecw1l1lhkxs"&gt;CLICKHEREFORCRAP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://artpad.art.com/artpad/painter/"&gt;ARTPAD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK ON THEM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111250730882022603?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111250730882022603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111250730882022603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111250730882022603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111250730882022603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/artpad.html' title='Artpad'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111250166113078617</id><published>2005-04-03T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T12:14:21.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yey.</title><content type='html'>Another attempt. Why can't I draw like this when I'm in one of my better moods? :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.subeta.org/oekaki/pictures/279.png"&gt;CLICKHERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111250166113078617?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111250166113078617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111250166113078617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111250166113078617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111250166113078617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/yey.html' title='Yey.'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111245491808821424</id><published>2005-04-02T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T23:18:23.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm. II</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes I feel like going under&lt;br /&gt;You don't feel nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Give me hope&lt;br /&gt;Give me something to believe in&lt;br /&gt;This jaded heart was never enough&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me&lt;br /&gt;You know you never will&lt;br /&gt;Can't see inside me&lt;br /&gt;Lost out on the thrill&lt;br /&gt;Killed by ambition&lt;br /&gt;Sacrificed for fame&lt;br /&gt;One more time, one last time &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Sparkle And Shine by Econoline Crush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this when I was going on my merry way around LiveJournal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Little Albert" was a placid child who rarely cried. When Watson and Rayner gave him a furry white rat to play with (a live one, not a toy), Albert showed no fear; in fact, he was delighted. However, like most children, Albert was afraid of loud noises. When the researchers made a loud noise behind his head by striking a steel bar with a hammer, he would jump and fall sideways onto the mattress he was sitting on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having established that Albert liked rats, Watson and Rayner set about teaching him to fear them. Again they offered him a rat, but this time, as Albert reached for it, one of the researchers struck the steel bar. Startled, Albert fell onto the mattress. The researchers repeated this procedure several times. Albert began to whimper and tremble. Finally, they held out the rat to him without making the noise. Albert fell over, cried, and crawled away as fast as he could. Tests done five days later showed that Albert's fear had generalized to other hairy or furry objects, including white rabbits, cotton wool, a Santa Claus mask, and even John Watson's hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Watson and Rayner lost access to Little Albert and so were unable to reverse the conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Source: Psychology in Perspective (Third Edition) by Carol Travis and Carole Wade, page 190.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from: &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/alter_series/32303.html#cutid1"&gt;CLICKHERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting. Does it happen when we try and change things but fail each and every time, that finally we get so frustrated and tired that we wash our hands of these things forever one day, thinking that we can do nothing? Conditioned response?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sudden craving for tuna. TUUUNNNAAAAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPAMSPAMSPAM. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111245491808821424?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111245491808821424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111245491808821424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111245491808821424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111245491808821424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/hm-ii.html' title='Hm. II'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111244863827704621</id><published>2005-04-02T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T23:24:59.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHH!</title><content type='html'>Another attempt in getting myself out of my bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v298/dustbunny-retreat/doggeh.png"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v298/dustbunny-retreat/doggeh2.jpg"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to Mr. Ngiow, I suppose, since he likes dogs. Though they look more like wolves with tufts of hair on top of their heads. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAHHHH MY OPENCANVAS TRIAL JUST EXPIRED. NOOO. ZHUOXAN WHERE IS THE PHOTOSHOP CD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111244863827704621?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111244863827704621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111244863827704621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111244863827704621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111244863827704621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/ahh.html' title='AHH!'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111244335387587538</id><published>2005-04-02T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T20:12:20.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FMA10</title><content type='html'>In an attempt to get myself off my bad mood I shall crap about Fullmetal Alchemist Volume 10, of the manga. Yesyes. I read it before, but I want to read it again. So I bought it myself. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Havoc was put out of commission. Poor, poor Havoc. ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lust died. And Gluttony was like.... missing her. I think I'm very much like Gluttony. Big nose, small eyes, big mouth, and fat. Eats a lot. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall find a picture of Gluttony to put up for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v298/dustbunny-retreat/fma0034.jpg"&gt;CLICKHERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA. Yes, I do look like that. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROY MUSTANG STILL ROCKS. No, Vanda, Roy is first, then Edward. Hahaha. Even Shion Yee or Tiffany (both?) agree with me. HAH. You lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I dunno what I'm talking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111244335387587538?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111244335387587538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111244335387587538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111244335387587538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111244335387587538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/fma10.html' title='FMA10'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111242061757078347</id><published>2005-04-02T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T23:25:48.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm.</title><content type='html'>I spent like two to three hours on OpenCanvas just venting this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v298/dustbunny-retreat/ichigo.png"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Ichigo (strawberry in Japanese) Now isn't that sweet? I think she's going to be my fursona for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MR. NGIOW JUST EMAILED BACK. YAY. Hahaha, Zhuoxuan showed me his reply. Go pester Zhuoxuan for it. *shoos you all off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must get started on homework now. ;_;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111242061757078347?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111242061757078347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111242061757078347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111242061757078347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111242061757078347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/hm.html' title='Hm.'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111236178801929760</id><published>2005-04-01T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T23:08:25.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was the worst day ever II</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's not enough to stay here almost trying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You keep your last laugh watch this dying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's just half-time vertigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if you want an answer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Half life wastes before it goes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Half Life by Sneaker Pimps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried today, in class. About 24 other girls cried with me. Emotional creatures, we are. Thank you Mrs Chan for spending the entire hour' worth of her lesson trying to let us calm down, since I think we weren't in any mood for presentation of our Geography SiA. Thank you to Mrs Tieh too. And Mrs Heng and Mr Teo, yeah. Thank you to Leonie too, for being my counselor this time round, and for trying to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's life and we have to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean that I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should set up a sort of study group to learn things during recess or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch me, I'm going to do this even if it kills me. I don't bloody need your haphazard teaching to learn things for myself. I WILL ACE MATHS. YES I WILL. *PASTES GOALS ALL OVER WALLS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go read Lifern's blog. Really. Maybe you'll cry a little more, but I think it really cheered me up a lot knowing there's one more person out there willing to pursue his dreams. THANKS LIFERN. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE MISS YOU, MR. NGIOW. But we respect your decision and will be happy for you when you succeed in your business. Invite us to your yoga centre, yah? Hahaha. Smile always. Oh yah, and I hope you received the EMAIL WE SENT YOU (ZHUOXUANPENNYETCETC).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111236178801929760?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111236178801929760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111236178801929760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111236178801929760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111236178801929760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/today-was-worst-day-ever-ii.html' title='Today was the worst day ever II'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111236112551700753</id><published>2005-04-01T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T21:12:05.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was the worst day ever</title><content type='html'>I bloody lost my Maths worksheet, today, of all days, when it was just given today. Ugh. First time, so I borrowed Rachel's worksheet and photostat-ed it. Haha. I just realized I don't know how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll do it when I finally have some clarity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111236112551700753?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111236112551700753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111236112551700753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111236112551700753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111236112551700753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/04/today-was-worst-day-ever.html' title='Today was the worst day ever'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111226271861415607</id><published>2005-03-31T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T18:09:34.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAD. D:</title><content type='html'>Mr. Ngiow leaves today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZHIRUI'S BLOG MADE ME CRY. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to hate him a lot last year, now I feel guilty lah. Especially when I was in his Maths remedial class last year. I hated staying back to do worksheets, when I could be in my nice computer lab surfing websites or go down to the canteen to eat before CCA started. I've never liked Maths very much at all, and got rock-bottom scores in my tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think about it, he's actually quite a nice teacher. He never scolds. He extends deadlines when we complain about tests and quizzes. Just gives that weird sadistic smile when he's about to give homework. And leans on the OHP. Haha. To ditch a steady job and go out to start a business actually requires a lot of guts. Char kway teow, anyone? Just kidding. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but I guess that we're all now so accustomed to how he teaches that now that he's leaving we feel kinda lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His teaching method:&lt;br /&gt;- introduce new methods&lt;br /&gt;- go through a few problems with us&lt;br /&gt;- throws some questions at us&lt;br /&gt;- leans on OHP while we possibly struggle over the question&lt;br /&gt;- read Chinese newspaper (this was last year)&lt;br /&gt;- walks around and sometimes corrects people&lt;br /&gt;- calls unfortunate person up to give answer&lt;br /&gt;- repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Maths results actually improved. I was so damn shocked when I found out I had one of the highest scores last year in some common test, when I failed some other test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's leaving to start a new business with his friend, and going for a break in Japan for two months. Apparently he likes Japanese culture. Why doesn't he read manga? Hahaha. He likes J-pop. And dogs. *holds out Jet, my Jack Russell Terrier* xD The whole lesson yesterday was spent asking him questions and we actually found out that he wasn't as boring as I thought. Used to call him 'stupid Ngiow' and all that. And then today during Language Arts he came over and took photos with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not going to lecture us anymore for coming late from PE, not going to wait outside the classroom anymore while we dawdle around after PE. Not going to lean on OHP anymore. Not going to read Chinese newspapers left on OHP anymore. Not going to smile his sadistic smile when giving homework anymore. Not going to drag people to Maths remedial anymore. Not going to give us sweets anymore. Not going to make lame statements when the question he gave us was copied down wrongly anymore. Not going to save ZhiRui from some random cockroach named XiaoQiang anymore. No more calling him 'stupid Ngiow'. Not going to teach us Maths anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he comes back to be a relief teacher for us some time. I think I'll actually miss him leh. Thanks Mr Ngiow for the sweets and the final lollipop, and putting up with us. All the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's what they call you treasure something only after it's lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish this was just another April's Fool joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111226271861415607?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111226271861415607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111226271861415607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111226271861415607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111226271861415607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/03/sad-d.html' title='SAD. D:'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111226074544949552</id><published>2005-03-31T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T17:19:05.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TCIL</title><content type='html'>Today we had CIP with the TCIL members, and it was quite enjoyable. I think they fared better in the chinese song though, because maybe the english song was quite hard to keep up with. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs should not be hurting. I ran all over the school with Liwen to get a cup of plain water for one of the TCIL members because she had a sore throat and could not drink the packet drinks we had provided, yeah, so we went to the stalls in the canteen, to the staff lounge, back to the board room, and by then she had already got one cup. ;_; Yes, and I braved the rain to run and get a refill for her at the water cooler at the classroom block, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111226074544949552?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111226074544949552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111226074544949552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111226074544949552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111226074544949552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/03/tcil.html' title='TCIL'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111210594487921163</id><published>2005-03-29T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T22:21:40.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dread</title><content type='html'>I have a bad feeling that I'm going to fail the History test tomorrow. In fact, I have bad feelings just like that for all of my future tests. Oh why can't I find motivation. ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent 143 minutes on Oekaki on this picture.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.subeta.org/oekaki/pictures/112.png&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not even done with the flat colours yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I wasted my time on this while I slacked on revising for my History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DREAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111210594487921163?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111210594487921163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111210594487921163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111210594487921163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111210594487921163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/03/dread.html' title='Dread'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111210422072016106</id><published>2005-03-29T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T22:14:07.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stolen from Zhirui's blog. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=200 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Spatial Intelligence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/spatial.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a good sense of space and how the world around you looks.&lt;br /&gt;You can close your eyes and "see" images. You have innate artistic talent.&lt;br /&gt;An eye for color and shapes, you're also a natural designer.&lt;br /&gt;Since you think in pictures, visual aids and demonstartions help you learn best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good navigator, sculptor, visual artist, inventor, architect, interior designer, or engineer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/intelligencequiz.html"&gt;What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty accurate. But the questions were very obvious ones. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=200 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How Your Attitude Ranks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="+2"&gt;Your Attitude is Better than 55% of the Population&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you scored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80-100: You've got a winner attitude. You're always optimistic and cheery. Your personality will get you far in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60-79: You have a good attitude. While a realist, you do see the positive side of most things. People love to be around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 - 59: You have a positive attitude... somtimes. You prefer to see the world through clear glasses, not rose colored ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 - 39: You have an average attitude. You take the good and bad in life as they come. Though sometimes you could use a little more good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0-19: You have a negative attitude. You tend to see the dark side of every situation. Free ice cream? No thanks, it will just make you fat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsyourattitudequiz"&gt;How's Your Attitude?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha. Pessimistic attitude? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=200 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=200 bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your EQ is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;120&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/eqquiz/index.php"&gt;What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111210422072016106?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111210422072016106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111210422072016106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111210422072016106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111210422072016106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/03/stolen-from-zhiruis-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111185346038514244</id><published>2005-03-27T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T00:11:00.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rec&lt;/u&gt;ipr&lt;u&gt;o&lt;/u&gt;cat&lt;s&gt;ed&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; l&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;v&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;e&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I&lt;/u&gt; L&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;V&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;L&lt;strong&gt;AI&lt;u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;N&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;L&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/u&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;N&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; L&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;V&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;S M&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; B&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What &lt;u&gt;more&lt;/u&gt; could I &lt;strong&gt;ask&lt;/strong&gt; for? *happy sigh* I feel awfully &lt;strong&gt;luv&lt;u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ed&lt;/u&gt;ed&lt;u&gt;e&lt;/u&gt;d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111185346038514244?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111185346038514244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111185346038514244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111185346038514244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111185346038514244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/03/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111176309408633897</id><published>2005-03-25T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T00:43:09.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still no motivation</title><content type='html'>Had our OM meeting at KAP again today. Elaine and Calean were building the structure while Shingy and I were tossing around ideas of the script. Were thinking of including swear words in the parents agruing part. Obviously that wasn't too feasible... And, Calean taught us THE irritating song! :D With some slight modifications...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a song (a song!) that will irritate you (you!)&lt;br /&gt;I know a song (a song!) that will irritate you (you!)&lt;br /&gt;I know a song (a song!) that will irritate you (you!)&lt;br /&gt;And the song goes like this&lt;br /&gt;dumdumdumdumdumdum (REPEAT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we added in the echoing because it sounded nicer. Haha. And we came up with some more versions of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I know an irritating song for you', 'You are as irritating as this song', ecetera, ecetera. And we came up with some more about OM that should not be mentioned here. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To-Do List:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- OM abstract&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;s&gt;OM reflections&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;s&gt;LA theme - Education: Growing up (Jem) &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bao Zhang thingy = 0%&lt;br /&gt;- Study for History Test Chapter 5 = 10%&lt;br /&gt;- LA Journal on TKAM movie = 25%&lt;br /&gt;- Science Journal = 5%&lt;br /&gt;- CME SiA = 15%&lt;br /&gt;- Chinese SiA = 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week of school for Term 2 passed. So fast. ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We painted our first pinchpot thingy during Art on Tuesday. I hate how I coloured my pinchpot. Eurgh. So ugly and stuff. But it was FUN. I was making a lot of blatant references to the Da Vinci Code by Dan brown and Fullmetal Alchemist on the pot. Was asking Vanda about the names of the 7 sins. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came PE on Thurday. SOFTBALL MODULE. I CANNOT BAT A LEVEL SWING FOR MY LIFE. And Chaiping and Elaine both caught flyballs, so we changed to batting and changed back again in like 3 minutes. Liwen is scary, she batted the ball to the bushes outside the general office, so poor Yujie had to run like hell to retrieve it. :0 FEAR THE BADMINTONER. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was slacking and stoning there during the Project Work period yesterday. Penny was laughing like mad, as usual. PENNYPENNYPENNY. Haha. Supposed to do our reflections and plan our report. I HATE THE STUPID REPORT. *STABS IT* Obviously, we didn't quite do it. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoming more and more vulgar everyday. Must stop and become more si wen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on to see my progress report. D: The AE on one subject particularly ruined it for me. ;_; MUST WORK TO DEATH IN TERM 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why, caught up in singing spree this week, Vanda and me and Elaine were like singing everyday. During class, during recess, after achool. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies. Must start on list now. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111176309408633897?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111176309408633897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111176309408633897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111176309408633897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111176309408633897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/03/still-no-motivation.html' title='Still no motivation'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111133031957195158</id><published>2005-03-20T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T22:51:59.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School tomorrow</title><content type='html'>School tomorrow. Oh yey. *is entirely not enthu about this fact* I should be in bed sleeping. Why am I still typing this entry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, shall take a few minutes to show off two of my oekaki-work on PaintBBS, two of the nicest I think I've done so far. :P I think I'm addicted to having sparklies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/16300146/"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/16286094/"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Two of my pets from &lt;a href="http://www.subeta.org"&gt;Subeta&lt;/a&gt; again. I think I'm addicted to that site. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we shall go on to... UNFINISHED HOMEWORK. Yes, the great BaiHui has admitted to procrastinating. I can't help it, usually I stare at that pile of work and have an irritating urge to get it over and done with... but now... nothing. Don't feel any motivation at all. NOTHING. IT's FRUSTRATING ME, AND I DUNNO WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that I have not finished:&lt;br /&gt;-Lesson 15 Japanese Quiz (*dies at the full 3 pagesof vocabulary*)&lt;br /&gt;-Science Worksheet 3.3 (*shakes head*)&lt;br /&gt;-Maths Journal (entirely confuzzled)&lt;br /&gt;-CME SiA (ugh)&lt;br /&gt;-Chinese SiA (doubt anyone has started on this though)&lt;br /&gt;-Filing of various worksheets&lt;br /&gt;-LA Journal (this is no problem, I can easily write one during recess)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And probably a lot of whole other things I have clean forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SEE NO DIRECTION IN WHERE I'M GOING IN MY EDUCATION. *ded* OHMYGOD THE ANGST. *wallows in pathetic self-pity* Ah, the stage where everything is swallowed up in angst. I'm going to look on later in my life at this PATHETIC  teenage stage of ANGST and laugh at myself. Which brings me back to the question Mr Williams asked us during Peak Performance Workshop: "Why do you study?", and admittedly, I can find no answer to that that I'm satisfied with. I definitely don't want to become a lawyer, a doctor.... whatever. Just a nice artist slaving away at her commissions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm becoming more nervous than usual. I keep biting my thumbnails. And this is HIGHLY UNUSUAL, because people who know me know I do not, EVER, bite at my nice fingernails. Not even a millimetre of that laughable nail polish/nail strengthener/whatever shit is going to get near my preciousses. And now I'm peeling away layers of keratin from my poor thumbnail. ;_; This started at the start of this year, directly after I started the new school term. It's annoying me, and yet I can't stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something to keep me occupied. *runs off to work on commissions*&lt;br /&gt;Comissions to do:&lt;br /&gt;Fox Anthro for Kitsune-Fox - Planning&lt;br /&gt;Diego-sama for Fiasko- Planning&lt;br /&gt;Kuni for Coolcatz - Planning&lt;br /&gt;And I can't get any inspiration whatsoever. ;_; Sorry guys, this might take a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, a lot of people seem to be falling sick lately, so take care my dear peeps. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, this has been an entirely meaningless post filled with pathetic ANGST. Wahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111133031957195158?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111133031957195158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111133031957195158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111133031957195158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111133031957195158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/03/school-tomorrow.html' title='School tomorrow'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111124668212541146</id><published>2005-03-19T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T23:57:11.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geography project</title><content type='html'>Ugh, went to CompassPoint on Thursday to take pictures of Sengkang. Vanda and I were like running around trying to snap pictures of everything that we thought was related to our project, ahahaha, I'm sure that some of the people must have thought we were crazy. Or insane. Or at least something close to it. Yeah, we ate lunch there, and I mooched off Vanda's money because I forgot to bring enough. Sorry Panda, will repay you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN IS OUR MEETING TOMORROW? :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*checks mail* Ooh, I was randomly thrown into the song segment of TCIL. Vanda's in NZQ, and Eileen, of course, is in dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today, except for the fact that I went out with Dad and my brother, to the swimming pool, and then went out to eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111124668212541146?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111124668212541146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111124668212541146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111124668212541146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111124668212541146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/03/geography-project.html' title='Geography project'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111106201455201822</id><published>2005-03-17T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T20:20:14.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OM SINGAPORE</title><content type='html'>WE DIDN'T GET IN FOR OM! YEY. CONGRATS TO QIAO WEI AND HER GROUP (201)! :D Also, thanks to the nice Secondary 3 senior group who lent us their digital weighing scale while we were waiting for the weighing. Such a relief. Now we only have to build yet another structure for the testing 2 weeks later. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v298/dustbunny-retreat/talon2.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the coloured-in Picture of Talon, my Chibi Mortiking, from &lt;a href="http://www.subeta.org"&gt;Subeta&lt;/a&gt;. Isn't he cute? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't get any homework done still. *runs around* &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111106201455201822?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111106201455201822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111106201455201822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111106201455201822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111106201455201822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/03/om-singapore.html' title='OM SINGAPORE'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111098776593030650</id><published>2005-03-16T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T23:42:45.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANKST</title><content type='html'>Haha. I was stressing with Vanda over MSN, about the stupid geography project. We crapped about how we must study Sengkang (not like there's much to study anyway), which led to the teenager phase of ANKSTANKSTANKST, which led to the idea of dropping out (which was shot down by Vanda because of the MOE), to being homeschooled (again shot down by Vanda), to the IP system, to our eventual point that students all fresh out of University or something are like zombies that want to be doctors and fight cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE, WHERE IS YOUR SENSE OF ORIGINALITY, MAN? Ahahaha. To me, if there was an option (and I don't think there is), I would quit school, and set up my own career as an artist, author, or something. The alternative would be I continue school, and then be a psychologist (I love dissecting people's minds, haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OM tomorrow, and somehow like one member from each Question 4 OM group (balsa) is in Byte Club. Creepy. And we said we all wouldn't want to get into nationals. yey. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the end of my meaningless post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111098776593030650?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111098776593030650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111098776593030650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111098776593030650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111098776593030650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/03/ankst.html' title='ANKST'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111097102370570812</id><published>2005-03-16T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T22:18:13.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flag Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;LALALALA, I'm back from Flag Day, and my feet ache like hell. Mr Lim was nice enough to give us biscuits to eat - the kind with jam in the middle, and donate to us. :D Oh yeah, must also thank Amandyy and Yina for donating to me even though they had already donated. :D *squishes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny things happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman: Your colleagues caught me already, *flashes her sticker*&lt;br /&gt;Ahahah, 'colleagues' :D Such a nice term&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman: Can I take two stickers, one's for my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Girl friend? Girlfriend? Okay. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ambushed poor people at the bus stop, and a lot of the kids were very cute and rushed over to donate coins. :D We also discovered that caucasians like to give A LOT of coins. And Veronica got a 50 DOLLAR NOTE. Like, WTF. And also, competition was tough. We had like RGS girls and Cedar girls also collecting donations and some other schools I can't remember at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People were giving us these weird looks when they passed by when we were waiting for the donation tins to arrive. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was rejected by a lot of people today for donations :( , and we were walking from CK Tang to Lucky Plaza and back and forth and back and forth. Feet were so tired. I only managed to finish a sheet of stickers (50, and some I just randomly stuck all over the place), while Mengyuan and Wenshi and some others managed to finish 2 sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, very tired and quite irritated by the end of it, and came home, took a nice long shower and what did I do? SLEEP. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in the mood to do any homework.... HEELLLP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;LA Journal - What are we supposed to write about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Science WS - Somebody please gimme the complete list &lt;/s&gt; Dunno what they're blabbing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Geography Project - Advantages and Disadvantages of Nucleated and Linear Settlements (Sengkang) WHERE is Sengkang? o_o; &lt;/s&gt; Thankoo Vanda! *squishes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maths Journal - 'Some stupid dog ate my homework, and my teacher wants me to write a maths word problem involving (x-2)(x-8)=0.' What? Please give clearer instructions, word problem that says solve that, or word problem that LEADS to that? Why don't you ask your teacher for another worksheet? o_o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;CME SiA - Crap. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chinese SiA - Are we supposed to form groups or do it on our own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Science SiA - Have not done 2-page journal. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111097102370570812?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111097102370570812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111097102370570812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111097102370570812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111097102370570812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/03/flag-day-2.html' title='Flag Day 2'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111088615786748912</id><published>2005-03-15T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T19:29:18.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flag day.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the day where I go to CK Tang and try to look nice and persuade people to buy flags. Blehh. I wonder if there's lunch break or something, being 9am to 2pm. You people better come and support me, yes? I think me and the oher Byte Club people will be around Ck Tang's entrance (wherever it is o_o;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL YEW YOU BETTER COME AND FIND ME AND DONATE. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about Om anymore, okay? Full stop. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111088615786748912?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111088615786748912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111088615786748912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111088615786748912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111088615786748912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/03/flag-day.html' title='Flag day.'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111086050847707672</id><published>2005-03-15T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T12:25:21.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacking</title><content type='html'>I have completed my History essay and part of my filing. *is proud of self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v298/dustbunny-retreat/talon1.png"&gt;Click here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of one of my virtual pets in &lt;a href="http://www.subeta.org"&gt;Subeta.&lt;/a&gt; Might colour it in when I feel like it. Done with Pilot pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhuoxuan, gimme the adobe photoshop CD. ;_;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111086050847707672?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111086050847707672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111086050847707672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111086050847707672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111086050847707672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/03/slacking.html' title='Slacking'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-111063327277380934</id><published>2005-03-12T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T12:18:07.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from camp... missed me? :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HI EVERYONE. Haven't updated this thing for so long. Didja miss me? Sure you did. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lifeskills Camp was very exciting and a hella load of fun, although I slept from 3pm to 7am yesterday to today, that's like, 15 WHOLE HOURS. I amaze myself, hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st Day, non-residential camp:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;THIS WAS THE MOST HATED DAY OF THE CAMP. OM presentations were going on, and my group was the last group to present. They said our skit was boring and draggy and blah, and our structure was of the wrong dimensions, so we had to rebuild it again. To hell with them, I don't care if I don't get into nationals. Yeah, they tested the structure anyway, and the stupid pole was unstable so at one point it swayed, and our structure SWAYED WITH IT, LIKE SOME MORBID DANCE THING. It broke, anyhow. AND they told us to rebuild it and come back on the second day to test it with the other two secondary two groups. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So me and Shing Wai were like trying to build it after third language, and the glue didn't even have time to set properly. That I will elaborate on on the second portion. Shingy was like trying to get my dog to nod/shake his head, obviously it didn't work, BECAUSE MY DOG LOVES ME MOST. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd day, non-residential camp:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ooh, this was okay. We went to the HSBC Treetop Walk, which was kinda disappointing cause it only lasted for a short while. The treetop walk thing, I mean. More than half of the time we were walking up and down yellow-rimmed stairs and wooden boards. Stumbled onto a lot of spiders, ants and other random insects. And we only saw the monkeys at the end of the entire thing where we were waiting for the bus. They were damn cute lah. One was like posing on top of the signboard and doing actions similar to Chinese Dance. Hahaha. On the treetop walk I was scared out of my WITS. Like, I was holding very solidly onto the rails on each side and inching my way over, and then we came to a stage where the entire thing was swaying, I was like trying to stop myself from screaming. Then, the distance between between me and Rachel was growing so I screamed at her to wait a little for me. Hahaha. And at the back I heard Tofu being scared and all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then we went back to school, where our group waited for the judges to come out of the nice, air-conditioned LT2, only to be told to go back because they werene't ready yet, so I thought, okay, that's alright. We came back later at 1, upon request, and we waited outside for like 1 and a half hour before they finally got done with the whole presentations thingy. The other groups' structures couldn't even withstand the crusher board lah, and ours couldn't hold it steady. IF YOU FRIGGING PEOPLE COULD HAVE GIVEN US MORE TIME TO DO IT AND LET THE GLUE SET! Ugh. I was like fixing the joints in the car on the way to school, bleh. And the stupid pole was still unsteady. SO WE HAVE TO GO BACK NEXT THURSDAY FOR TESTING AGAINN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't bloody care about OM anymore. They can like, give me an 'F' for all I care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yeah, and later on I was cheering in the mac lab because I heard that 2 OM Groups from 210 had gotten into the nationals, and I found out that I had actually sent the flash for Festival of Arts over to my gmail account, so that I didn't actually have to waste my time going back and trying to send it. Mr Lim was nice and let me use the lab for a while lah, then he encouraged us to do well for camp for tomorrow. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd day, residential camp:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I didn't hear the announcement in class because of OM the day before, so I went to school stupidly in track pants instead of the much comfortable shorts and skirt over it lah, hahaha, dumb me. We had Peak Performance workshop for almost the whole of the day, and Mr William was okay, even though he seemed quite fierce at first while ushering us into the Board Room. I was like, IS THAT A POTENTIALLY DANGEROUS ARROW HE'S HOLDING? Hahaha, then he gave out this organiser, which was quite nice, but I don't think that I'll actually use it. I'm nearly all balanced, in Visual, Auditory, and Kinaesthetic(sp?), with a survey score of 6, 7, 7. Apparently I shouldn't sit near windows and at the back of the class, cause I tend to get distracted, which I AM BECAUSE I SIT AT THE BACK ROW AND AM IN THE SECOND NEAREST SEAT TO THE WINDOWS. I'm also mostly right-brained, which explains a lot because I am honestly not logical and all that. That's the reason why I probably fared so badly in my tests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then we had indoor rotation activities, which was just three stations. Station one, to fold origami and make a story, which we hastily slapped on at the last minute. Station two, to make a Chinese cheer and link up Chinese idioms, which were quite okay, and we got second place for linking the Chinese idioms, which was like the only prize we got, hahaha, for the whole camp. :P Third station, which was eerily similar to what we had to do for OM, to construct a structure at least 1.5m tall and made of only masking tape and newspaper (OM: To construct a structure at least 8 inches tall and to be made only of glue and balsa strips), we failed spectacularly lah, because there wasn't enough masking tape, hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then we rushed to bath and all that. CHAOS, I TELL YOU, CHAOS. I felt guilty for yelling at them to shut the bloody hell up. And the male toilet was locked, so we couldn't use it, but when I banged on it there was this muffled voice inside, but later my classmates told me there was no one inside. FREAKY LAH. Or maybe I misheard it as the banging to be coming from the female toilets. o_o;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And then we watched To Kill a Mockingbird, and I coouldn't understand it half of the time because of the heavy southern accented voices, but Jem was cute, and Boo was like ultra-sweet, BUT. BUT, HE DIDN"T HAVE ANY LINES. UGHHH. Not even the 'Will you take me home?" line. AGH. He's damn sweet lah. Everybody screamed at the part where Bob Ewell attacked the kid, and when Boo was hiding behind the door at the Finches'. NO WONDER PEOPLE ARE SCARED OF BOO. I felt like dozing off though, because it was draggy and I couldn't make out what they were saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sleep wasn't easy, I kept flipping about in my sleeping bag, and we woke up at 530 the nest morning, shuffled around lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th day, residential camp:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oohoo, the most interesting day of the camp. We went to Coasta Sands Resort, where we met our instructors Dawn, Alfred, and Fahmy. They were all very nice, yupp. So at first we had temabuilding activities with Dawn, which consisted of all 18 of us standing on a small piece of canvas and flipping it over completely. One thing that I learnt was that never to stand all together on a sheet of Canvas and attempt to flip it over. Then later we had to tie our legs together as a class as one whole line and hobble together a certain distance to form a circle around a tree and do a class cheer. Then later the distance was shortened so we only had to form a circle around Dawn, hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then was the part where we had to learn a dance. Damn funny lah, I paired up with Rachel, and Sharlene and Hwei Ming (I think) insisted that we stand behind them so that when we turned to do the later dance steps they'll be able to see what to do. We sucked totally at the chacha part, hahaha. Alfred was like being gay with Daniel, ahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then we had lunch. Horrible, but okay when you're hungry and have nothing esle better to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We went to do the rivercrossing, and i was exempted with some others because of um, obvious reasons, so we stood on a bidge and cheered our classmates on. Although we spent half of the time like goggling at the jellyfishes that cruised past under us - blue, pink, yellow, and white. So cool, them bobbing about. Then interesting things happened, in which Alfred called both Renice and Yujie aunties, Clarisse hugged Alfred, and Alfred told her to stop hugging him. She was like blushing larh. So obvious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We later went to the swimming pools to do water activities, which I was again exempted of, and Elaine, ZhuoXuan, Rachel, Huzhe, Shingy and me (I think) were permitted to take our showers first along with the geppers when they were doing them, so we took turns to take showers, and I came out feeling very refreshed compared to the day before whn I didn't even bother to shampoo my hair. Yeah, me = spoiled. You don't have to tell me. The last activities (where 5 people had to strap their ankles together and wade from one end of the pool and back for a certain number of times) were damn funny lah, MayChew was like dragging the rest of her teammates while ChenChi was behind screaming and Glenn was like begging her to stop and slow down, hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Forgot to mention that I LOVE OUR NEW CLASS TEE, WHICH OF COURSE WAS A WHOLE LOT BETTER THAN LAST YEAR'S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then we all had our dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D FOR DAISIES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE LOVE DAISIES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF YOU WANNA BE THE BEST!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COME JOIN DAISIES!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D FOR DAISIES!&lt;br /&gt;WE LOVE DAISIES!&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE ONE BIG FAMILY!!&lt;br /&gt;DAISIES DAISIES WO AI NI!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then we had our campfire, which was a whole lot exciting although half the time I couldn't see where I was going because it was quite dark and I wasn't wearing my new glasses because I was quite scared of breaking them. 211 (or was it 212?) was like spreading the message of something along the lines of "Net is girlfriend of Yanli" or something like that. 210 all did our best for the campfire item so I think that we should give ourselves a pat on the back. YAY GO 210!! Was screaming myself hoarse that night, but surprisingly I came out of camp with a voice. Then after all of the performances we did the chicken dance which was hilarious, and 210 strung together into a circle plus instructors plus Ms Lye (I think), and Alfred like went from one end of the circle to the next to find Clarisse, which he did, and HUGGED HER. Hahaha. Promise me that I'll be the one designing the wedding gown and the wedding invitations, hahaha. :P Then it was all quite sad lah, what with Westlife's songs playing and us saying goodbyes to them, and we went back to school at 12 midnight. Alfred finally told us his surname, which was Yeo, but we expected it to be See lah, but anyway it makes a nice ring with Clarisse's. Yeo Look = Yo, Look! Ahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Was damn tired and flopped into bed without even bothering to brush my teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th day, going home!:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Woke up groggily and made a beeline for the breakfast later on, vewry hungry but something felt like puking when I sytarted on my milo. The Shoebox project was canceled so we didn't know what was that all about, and proceeded on with our telematches. We didn't win for the telematches, but we all did our best and I really feel that our class ties are stronger now compared to earlier where everybody was spilt up into their own cliques. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I found out that I missed my bed. My computer. My dog, Jet, who kept barking and wagging his tail and licking me when I returned home. And my nice nice toilet, equipped with good showering facilities. &gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then I took a bath, checked up on my email for a while, promptly collasped into bed at 3 and didn't get up at all til 7am today. LEONIE I'M SO SORRY I MISSED YOUR CALL. I MISSED YOU VERY VERY MUCHH, OF COURSE. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things to do:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;History Essay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maths Word Problem thingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;English Journal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Geography SiA on Settlements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chinese SiA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;CME SiA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Science SiA - 2-page journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Go back on 14/03/05 for Geography extra lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Go to CK Tang on 16/03/05 for Flag day with CCA peeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Go back to school on 17/03/05 for OM Structure judging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;RACHEL YEW YOU SAID YOU'LL GO TO CK TANG ON THURSDAY AND BUY A 100 FLAGS FROM ME. DON'T FORGET. &gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Commission for Kitsune-Fox on Subeta - Fox Anthro : 0%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'll try to get to work on it soon, I promise. ;_;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bought The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown from Popular today. FINALLY. Just finished reading it, it was very interesting and fascinating, I never knew about symbology and cryptology until now. (: Especially the historical significance of the pentagram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-111063327277380934?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/111063327277380934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=111063327277380934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111063327277380934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/111063327277380934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/03/back-from-camp-missed-me-p.html' title='Back from camp... missed me? :P'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-110905024256419022</id><published>2005-02-22T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T13:30:42.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>Obviously. I am sick. Obviously, I am at home now, because school's still going on. Missed my Chinese test. Bleh, whatever. Thankoo to Vanda for staying with me to wait for my mum to arrive. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-110905024256419022?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/110905024256419022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=110905024256419022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/110905024256419022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/110905024256419022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/02/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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-10957292.post-110889413289702060</id><published>2005-02-20T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T18:08:52.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests and more tests</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Celebrated (kinda) Total Defence on Friday. Yeah. Some of the male teachers had to wear their military uniform for the whole entire day. My CCA teacher was still wearing it when he came into the lab for CCA. Somebody flew a paper airplane in class. Whee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This coming week is Tests Week. No, I'm not kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday: Japanese Lesson 14 Quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday: Chinese and Culture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday: Maths Test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday: Studying for Tests day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday: Science Test and Geography (?) Test (Quiz?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Next Week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday: Japanese CA1 (*dies*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah. Geography popped out at the last minute. Winds system and the veggie thing. *pushes 210 to check IVLE to see the crap they announced*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What is it with residents of this nice, quiet HDB area and karaoke? At least they should have some talent in singing. You don't go around killing people's ears with that infernal racket. I have half a mind to yell "SHUT THE HELL UP BEFORE I MAKE YOU" at them, but of course, I do not. I am a nice, civilized resident... *cough* Of course not. Let's see what I retort with the next time they come up to complain that my dog's making a racket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I need to find a swimsuit for the upcoming camp. -_- Ended up buying more manga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Of course, all of this ranting has nothing to do with PMS-ing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10957292-110889413289702060?l=caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/feeds/110889413289702060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10957292&amp;postID=110889413289702060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/110889413289702060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10957292/posts/default/110889413289702060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caffeineandsugar.blogspot.com/2005/02/tests-and-more-tests.html' title='Tests and more tests'/><author><name>Bai Hui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947583501060851368</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>
