<?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-6102553500556598735</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:53:19.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored2Death?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102553500556598735.post-4780638032280903406</id><published>2009-11-28T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T08:21:17.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Debate, much?</title><content type='html'>In the morning, had to go to schl for the Mini Open House, and then the Debate Workshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mini Open House was kinda easy 'cos there weren't any events, and the parents didn't ask much difficult questions. Overall, they were all very friendly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through, Val, Lloyd and I had to go to the Study Area for the Debate Workshop. Desean accused us of abandoning him XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it was kinda cool. Haha. The mentor was very interesting. He actually gave us weird nicknames &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: The FANATIC o.0&lt;br /&gt;Val: The Intellect (A.K.A, the NERD. Though, I don't think Val's a nerd. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;Silas: The Joker (WTF?)&lt;br /&gt;Lloyd: The Leader (Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;Shannah: The Bimbo (XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even friggin' paired me up with Silas, asking us, "So, when are you guys gonna get together?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the mentor leaves for his mini-break. All of a sudden, Val starts choking. I just knocked his back to relieve him. Then Lloyd is like, "Oh, wow, the moment Silas leaves, you go for Val. Two-timer!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another weirdo -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I think we were talking crap most of the time, rather than studying the debating techniques an everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, had fun today. Shall see them again next Sat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-4780638032280903406?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/4780638032280903406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=4780638032280903406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/4780638032280903406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/4780638032280903406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2009/11/debate-much.html' title='Debate, much?'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-2751139714404270878</id><published>2009-11-28T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T08:13:37.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LTC, where it all began..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Memory: A child walking along a seashore. You can never tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things."&lt;br /&gt;-Pierce Harris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I can't believe I'm actually saying this, but, I REALLY miss Formal Night. Especially the dance. Haha. The whole night felt like it was a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"...night that would never happen again. A once in a lifetime thing. Something to cherish with us for the rest of our lives."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was actually hesitating to go for LTC. Can you believe that? I was actually considering missing out LTC. Must've been crazy that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, of course, I made my way to schl for the camp. And I don't regret going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembled at the hall, had to do pumping 'cos of the latecomers. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All for one, and one for all. &lt;/span&gt;Rushed to our classrooms to dump our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; camping bags. Haha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The INTENTION WALK was damn fun, and emotionally powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Team building games was unbelievable. Had to play in the mud. Damn, Umirah is evil. She made me roll in the mud &gt;.&lt; style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm sorry, bro &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt; style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Woke up, and guess what? Morning exercise was DANCING. Macarena and 'Can I have this dance.' Partnered Andrew for that one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the Amazing Race aft that! Sooooo tiring! Haha, but it was one of the best moments of camp. Went to Chinese Garden, Pioneer, Some uni (I forgot the name -.-") and met up with Rachael's group at one of the interchanges. We arrived schl abt 15 mins late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got ready for Formal Night. OMG, it's so hard to get ready when you're rushing! I just left my hair down, grabbed my shawl, comb and necklace, and ran towards the AVT with my heels in hand. Haha. I went into the AVT, completely forgetting that I was supposed to meet Lloyd in the hall and prepare for the emcee parts &gt;.&lt; style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like, I was neither here nor there. I began making mistakes with everything, and blanked out on  my thoughts. Thank goodness Lloyd helped me out. Couldn't have done it without him. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks, Lloyd :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Played Taboo. Damn fun, eh! There was this one guy who accidentally sweared into the mic XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fashion Show was really cool. There were funny ones, sweet ones and romantic ones. There was even a re-make of the 'Val and Syirah proposal' XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The revealing of the SP partners was so cool. Haha. Mine was Darron (sp?), a sec 1 guy. Lloyd's was Elvis, one of my group members. Haha. Unfortunately, we couldn't join our partners for the dance, so, we had to let them dance with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the dancers are on stage, getting everyone prepared. I look at the whole hall, and felt a bit left out. I wanted to dance as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey...I wanna dance. D'you think we can quickly go down to the dance floor and join them.&lt;br /&gt;Lloyd: Hmm, dunno..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ah, damn. How abt on stage with them? I don't really mind, just as long as I have fun.&lt;br /&gt;Lloyd: Haha, okay. Let's go.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we're dancing the Macarena dance on the stage, and I'm feeling friggin' embarrassed -.-" Oh, well, had fun partnering Lloyd for that dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, aft that, announced the prizes. Yi Xin, Dianne and Lloyd won them. CONGRATULATIONS! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, had the friendship dance. Danced with Joshua, Mr Wee, Ms Diana, Ms Bhavani, Yu Xuan, Asyraf, Lucas J, Samuel, and lastly, Robert. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert was my first partner for the 'Can I have this dance?' dance. Kinda cool dancing with him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot who I partnered aft that, but I remembering most of the ppl I danced with. Charmaine, Yi Xin, Lucas Sum, Darius, Val, Lloyd, Han Qiang, Josh...Err, I forgot the rest.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sorry &gt;.&lt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dance ended, and everybody gathered. Got a lil' scolding from Ms Pek, and was force to run all the way back to class to change and come back to the hall to clean. Lloyd and I had to stay back to supervise &gt;.&lt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So, started cleaning and everything. Haha, and had the funniest conversation with Shairel, Lloyd and Asmaya. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks for the awesome time, guys ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for everyone to finish before Lloyd and I went to the staff room to be 'fed'. Haha. Also had a small reflection moment among us. Ms Wong and Ms Chye were so supporting the whole way. Thanks! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft that, the both of us went back to the DARK AND QUIET hall to take our stuff. Man, the hall was so cool at that time. Kinda peaceful. Took our stuff, bid goodnight, and went to our classes to sleep.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Started the morning with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1000 successful claps.&lt;/span&gt; Pretty cool, but super tiring. Had breakfast, packed up and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a reflection time, and then passed appreciation notes to our friends. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the notes and the stones, everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hung out aft the thing for a bit to dance. Super fun ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat in the canteen with Shairel and Desean, and talked abt random stuff. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Maryanne ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of fun, everyone! Thanks for creating all of these precious memories with me. I'll hold onto them dearly, and never dare forget them :)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-2751139714404270878?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/2751139714404270878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=2751139714404270878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/2751139714404270878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/2751139714404270878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2009/11/ltc-where-it-all-began.html' title='LTC, where it all began..'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-2644005370168994723</id><published>2009-09-03T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T08:24:12.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughing is a DOUBLE-EDGED sword..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:85%;" &gt;"The man who smiles when things go wrong has&lt;br /&gt;thought of someone to blame it on."&lt;br /&gt;- Robert Bloch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't the believe the amount of fun I had today! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I woke up late, so I was a bit late for this morning's SC meeting. Luckily, Atika was late with me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SC duty was surprisingly fun today. Though, I think it was because extra 2 people joined us. So, it was was me, Dianne, Shairel, Lina, Syirah and Lloyd. It's always fun with them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes...were pretty boring. I fell asleep through the WHOLE geography lesson. I even had a dream! Haha, Rachael thought it was funny to throw an eraser at my book (which was propped up in front of my while I slept). But, unfortunately, I didn't notice the eraser until I woke up, and found an eraser on the floor. I think I looked idiotic, asking if anyone lost their eraser. I'm so blur -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school was our LAST drama rehearsal. The competition is this Saturday, and I'm starting to get worried. But, seeing my friends having fun somehow eases my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lost my voice tomorrow, it is most likely because of all of the fun that I witnessed today. My throat is still a bit hoarse from laughing too much XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all. Seeya :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-2644005370168994723?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/2644005370168994723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=2644005370168994723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/2644005370168994723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/2644005370168994723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2009/09/man-who-smiles-when-things-go-wrong-has.html' title='Laughing is a DOUBLE-EDGED sword..'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-5533682704356158555</id><published>2009-09-02T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T08:25:17.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes, quotes, and more quotes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:85%;" &gt;"For 'twas not into my ear you whispered but into my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:85%;" &gt;'Twas not my lips you kissed, but my soul."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;-Judy Garland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I'm actually posting something on my blog. Happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what should I blog about? Drama rehearsal? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My F**Ked up results?&lt;/span&gt; The Student Council? Life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Drama rehearsal is fine, though, I'm having trouble expressing the emotions. Teachers say that I still haven't gotten 'into character'. The others are already doing so well as their characters...*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My results...are...so...F'ed up. I haven't seen it yet, but I'm pretty sure that it isn't good. I'm gonna have to give all that I have in the EOY exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think...that's all I'm gonna say for now. Maybe, if I experience something interesting, I'll blog about it. Ciao :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-5533682704356158555?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/5533682704356158555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=5533682704356158555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/5533682704356158555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/5533682704356158555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-twas-not-into-my-ear-you-whispered.html' title='Quotes, quotes, and more quotes.'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-5804984837872654517</id><published>2009-06-14T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T07:34:52.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbers, numbers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 People To Do This Quiz : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Hidayah.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lina.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ain.&lt;br /&gt;4. Bernice.&lt;br /&gt;5. Rachael.&lt;br /&gt;6. Maryanne.&lt;br /&gt;7. Filzah.&lt;br /&gt;8. Atika.&lt;br /&gt;9. Amsyar.&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jo Yi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1) Who is 2 having a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt; , LINA&lt;br /&gt;Me, duh. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Is 3 male or female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; , AIN&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, hard to say. She's female, but her hair makes people mistake her for a guy XD But, she's a full-fledged female.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) If 7 &amp;amp; 10 get together will that be a good thing?&lt;/span&gt; , FILZAH AND JOYI.&lt;br /&gt;Scary. o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What is number 1 studying about? &lt;/span&gt;, HIDAYAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Her laptop or whatever XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Is number 4 single? &lt;/span&gt;, BERNICE.&lt;br /&gt;I've been told that she's either dating Yun Cheng, Joanna or Rachael. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Say something about Number 5 &lt;/span&gt;, RACHAEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;One of my closest and most trust-worthy friend. She's always there for me when I need help, and she'll always be there to listen. I'd be really, REALLY sad if I lose a friend like her. I hope she'll always be happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Describe Number 7? &lt;/span&gt;, FILZAH.&lt;br /&gt;The life of every party. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What will you do if Number 6 and 9 fight? &lt;/span&gt;, MARYANNE AND AMSYAR.&lt;br /&gt;That would be damn funny. They already know each other, and I'm sure they'll argue about who's bike is better (*wink).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you like Number 8? &lt;/span&gt;, ATIKA.&lt;br /&gt;Of course!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-5804984837872654517?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/5804984837872654517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=5804984837872654517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/5804984837872654517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/5804984837872654517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2009/06/numbers-numbers.html' title='Numbers, numbers.'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-5089969436562088490</id><published>2009-04-23T06:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T06:10:26.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously need a break from everything around me. It's like, every possible problem that could happen to one person, is clashing together all at once. There's no time to slowly think it through, and to calmly handle it. My head isn't clear enough to see everything that's happening around me, and that just adds to my lack of thinking things through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;SORRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to all those who think I have been mean and hostile to them lately. I didn't mean to act like this. I really am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I REALLY AM SORRY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I've been more quiet, or seem to have no mood to talk to you, it doesn't mean that I'm mad or upset with you. I'm just...sorting out everything that's going on in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;FORGIVE ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm tired now. Seeya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/6102553500556598735-5089969436562088490?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/5089969436562088490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=5089969436562088490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/5089969436562088490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/5089969436562088490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-seriously-need-break-from-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-7257341231367506252</id><published>2009-04-21T21:48:00.028-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:56:31.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you've gotta see it coming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327374940422206722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L0XNwCmK8Fc/Se6jSF0u9QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/icSpCO5kAvk/s320/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, &lt;u&gt;Rach&amp;amp;Bernice&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;posting for Dhaniah here !&lt;br /&gt;Yippees, glad we're finally posting for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school has been fun with the hamsters in class.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, according to Dhaniah, one of the hamsters bit her.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TAKENOTE YOU ALL !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cats to be adopted&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No price, give away fer free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5 cats in total, 4 teenage cats mainly. (wth ?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know this crazy fabulous, contact her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so yeap.&lt;br /&gt;We'll be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;HOPEFULLY. HAHA.&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/6102553500556598735-7257341231367506252?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/7257341231367506252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=7257341231367506252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/7257341231367506252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/7257341231367506252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2009/04/youve-gotta-see-it-coming.html' title='you&apos;ve gotta see it coming.'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L0XNwCmK8Fc/Se6jSF0u9QI/AAAAAAAAAAM/icSpCO5kAvk/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6102553500556598735.post-4081798288660097896</id><published>2009-03-07T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T03:21:39.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sec 2 Camp was AWE-SOME~&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm really happy that during the whole time at camp, I had fun with people I didn't know before the camp. I especially had an awesome time with the girls of "Clique" (Filzah, Fazilla, Nabilah, Vivien, Melissa and Karyna).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I can't really explain my whole time at camp in detail. I think it's because that it's way better and more fun to share the experiences and stories with the people you experienced them with. No offence, but I'm sure you'll understand what I mean. Though, I don't mind talking about it with you in person. I just can't write it down. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I have another camp on the 16th till the 18th of March. It's some kind of Leadership camp at JJC. All of the Sec 2 Chairpeople and Vice-Chairpeople are going. But I think some will be missing it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, gonna go off now. Wanna rest now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-4081798288660097896?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/4081798288660097896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=4081798288660097896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/4081798288660097896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/4081798288660097896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2009/03/sec-2-camp-was-awe-some-im-really-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-1770895553615473064</id><published>2009-02-23T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T01:22:46.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uwaah, so tired from today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today, forgot to bring props and rehearse for the Animal Farm skit today. Teacher gave us one more day..or was it till Thursday? Damn, I forgot. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouted a lot during Science today, because Mdm Liew was not in school. There was no teacher inside our class, so I had to shout to settle every down. I hate shouting :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet, by the end of this week, my voice will be gone. It's already starting to rasp and I'm coughing a lot :( I don't wanna have no voice for the next few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Linam Cha2 and I went to the MT room..I had a short test. I can't believe I mistook THAT word for THAAT word. So EMBARASSING~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to the canteen to help out Cha2 with her Maths, though, she had already finished it while I was doing my test. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to the bus stop, we were all acting very high and hyper XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scene 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cha2: It's gonna drizzle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lina: What? Cats and dogs? (I forgot how she heard that -.-")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cha2: Huh, drizzle cats and dogs...your head lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: Wah, drizzle cats and dogs..and also Lina's head. It would be like, "Crap, it's drizzling cats and dogs. Oh wait, there's also Lina's head!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cha2 and Lina: Your head lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scene 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cha2: It's disrespectful to throw the softball bag around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dada: Na, it won't be a softball bag anymore. It would be a flying bag instead! (Ouor inside joke XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were other things...but I was laughing so much that I forgot. XD&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cya~&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-1770895553615473064?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/1770895553615473064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=1770895553615473064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/1770895553615473064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/1770895553615473064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2009/02/uwaah-so-tired-from-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-1054016504523098503</id><published>2009-02-12T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T01:10:50.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this from Rachael's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag 10 people.&lt;br /&gt;Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real...nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name: Dhaniah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A four Letter Word: Damn ("Lol..that is so me.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's Name: Daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's Name: Delilah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation: Doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A color: Dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you'll wear: Denims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A food: Danish cookies ("Haha...")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Something found in the bathroom: Door?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A place: Denmark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A reason for being late: "Dunno...don't have one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Something you'd shout: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dummy~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A movie title: December boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Something you drink: Dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. A musical group : Dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. An animal: Deer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. A street name: Devilin Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. A type of car: Dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The title of a song : Dani California - Red Hot Chili Peppers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-1054016504523098503?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/1054016504523098503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=1054016504523098503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/1054016504523098503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/1054016504523098503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2009/02/got-this-from-racahels-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-1369261827811342512</id><published>2009-02-12T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:10:47.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lol, I'm finally updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I'll just make a short post. I'm sick. Missed out cross country today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, what else should I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err, Happy Valentine's Day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-1369261827811342512?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/1369261827811342512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=1369261827811342512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/1369261827811342512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/1369261827811342512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2009/02/lol-im-finally-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-6458922631812606598</id><published>2009-01-23T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:02:55.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm...I haven't been updating, have I? To tell you the truth, I've been bored and got too lazy to blog on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday was Chinese New Year Celebration at school. In the morning, rushed to school because I really needed to see Lina. Y'know why? I left the CNY card (the one that Maryanne made) at home. When I realized that I left the card at home (which was in the bus) I quickly called Lina. Luckily, Lina brought the stuff that I asked her to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly decorated the new card, and passed it around to everyone to sign before the assembly. Didn't get everyone to sign in time, so I put it in the class diary and passed it discreetly. I bet Ms Soon was wandering why the diary was with everyone at once XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to class to do a bit of Spring Cleaning. Cleaning the walls was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;troublesome~!&lt;/span&gt; The class was soooooooo dirty! (Yes, I'm referring to YOUR ex-classroom, Ronny.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, finished the cleaning session and everyone made their way to the hall. I was kinda left behind because I went to the toilet to clean up a bit. Damn them. When we finally sat down in the hall, the SC's told us to shift to another spot. Then, we shifted again. Wth?! Never mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to sit at the back, 'cos the SC's said that the chair/vice-chair person had to. Maryanne was performing, so Lina sat with me. I couldn't really see what was happening on stage, so I had to put on glasses XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the chairperson and vice (which we didn't have =.=") had to go to the back of the hall. I went, then realized that I had to get another representative with me (along with the card, which I forgot again). So emberassing...Had to run in front of the Sec 1's to get to my class. In the end, Natasha Mok became the other representative. Gave Ms Soon the oranges (though, I would rather juggle with them -.-") and got these red packets. I forgot what they're called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class, had some sec 5's present to us about CNY, then did some CNY resolutions on paper (Boooooring.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the canteen, ran into Amsyar and we (him, Lina and I) went to the bus stop together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to causeway with Lina. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; fun disturbing her XD So Guinevere there as well ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, I guess that's all? Nothing else to write about, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'ya~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-6458922631812606598?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/6458922631812606598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=6458922631812606598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/6458922631812606598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/6458922631812606598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-8287876766198247038</id><published>2008-11-25T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T04:32:23.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAha</title><content type='html'>OMIGAWD, SHE'S ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I haven't blogged in ages! I've even skipped writing about my exam results, the LTC thing, SL's Snow City trip and everything else that happened since I blogged. Ah, wait, School Open House, you say? Too unimportant to blog about it -.-" Sorry folks (^.^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Exam Results: &lt;/span&gt;Ah...I guess I'm happy? Still pissed at my level and class position. Ah, never mind, there's always next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LTC: &lt;/span&gt;The best thing that's ever happened to me! So glad that I went ^^ I'll especially remember the "Titanic" and the "Ms model thingy" *wink* &lt;ahahaha&gt; Lol, just thinking about it makes me want to laugh so loud I could look damn crazy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SL Snow City: &lt;/span&gt;Hah...this trip was also awesome. Bonded well with every one in the course. We all went to Snow City first, which was friggin' cold as hell. (Yes, hell is cold, especially the furthest layer of hell. I think?) My hand froze -.-" Then, we all went and had lunch at Mc's, which was so fun there. A whole group of us were just messing around and talking nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there was a giant checkerboard next to Mc's, so we all went there and hung out a bit. I decided to play checkers against Elizabeth, then suddenly I said, "Ah crap, I forgot to play XD" then Lloyd played against her in my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we all 178-ed to a Bowling Alley, where we, of course, bowled to our heart's content XD. Even though I suck badly in bowling, I managed to hit 1 or 2 pins D: &lt;sucky&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to this random shopping mall and played at the arcade. Fun ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, we had to leave for home after that. But it was great fun hanging out with everybody. The best fun I've had all of that week ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to go out more this holiday...I've been damn bored lately. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, seeya next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dada =^.^=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-8287876766198247038?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/8287876766198247038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=8287876766198247038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/8287876766198247038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/8287876766198247038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2008/11/haha.html' title='HAha'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-4299895089763688431</id><published>2008-10-13T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T00:17:41.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The End.</title><content type='html'>Finally, today was the last exam...Had D&amp;amp;T paper. Though, I can't believe that I overslept 'till about...oh, I don't know, FRIGGIN' 0710 IN THE MORNING. Stupid alarm decided not to ring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, managed to sit for the paper anyway. Damn hard in my opinion. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently writing this at the library because home internet doesn't give a damn whether I'm bored not. Asshole. Nah, it just decided to crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I do well for the overall. I know that I didn't do so well in MT (No friggin' duh!) and I'm not so confident in my Maths and D&amp;amp;T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of wishes who are going to get their results soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dada~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-4299895089763688431?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/4299895089763688431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=4299895089763688431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/4299895089763688431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/4299895089763688431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2008/10/end.html' title='The End.'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-2947133411633342614</id><published>2008-09-27T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T05:40:19.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dammit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;6 days...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...'till EOY exams...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Ahaha...internet crashed, so I won't be online for a while. Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I have no idea what to write. It's like a blogger's block in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping more...Apparently I lack vitamins, so I'm weaker than usual. Though, I've always been weak. Meh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to the library. Borrowed some books on Forensics, Brain Disorders and some basics about Biology. I'm swerving my path to the Forensics side. Forensics looks so awesome with the skin cutting, bone sawing and other practicals that they get to do. Call me sicko, but this is the lane I want to drive. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-2947133411633342614?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/2947133411633342614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=2947133411633342614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/2947133411633342614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/2947133411633342614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2008/09/dammit.html' title='Dammit!'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-2919763175869655583</id><published>2008-09-17T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T04:14:14.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The rocket~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;12 school days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...'till the End of Year exams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmm...Exams are so close now, I'm scared. Seriously. I'm hoping to get a D7 or C6 for Malay, and an A1 for Maths. Last week, when I got my Term 3 Progress Report, I wasn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;happy with my C6 in Maths, and my percentage in Malay was lower than ever. A friggin' 14%!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, had the Sec 1 Academic Program. Today was Science. We made a rocket and launched it. It was damn cool. After that, took some pictures of my classmates, went up to MRL with Rachael and hung out there for a while disturbing Mr Terence. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I haven't been feeling well lately. Don't know why...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYA!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-2919763175869655583?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/2919763175869655583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=2919763175869655583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/2919763175869655583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/2919763175869655583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2008/09/rocket.html' title='The rocket~'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-7218389100484126099</id><published>2008-09-11T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T02:12:32.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;16 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;'till the End-of-Year Exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, missed out school today...I've got some kind of allergy with my eyes, so I keep rubbing it. Mum brought me to the doctor's. Doctor said that it's an allergy ("Well, no freaking 'duh.") Then he added that I needed glasses, because could also be watery 'cos I strain them too much. Went to get glasses after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have no idea how many glasses I tried on. Finally, settled on a square-ish blue frameless one. I'm only going to wear it during class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, oh yeah, got a new phone yesterday~ Traded for my old, sucky one. I'm so happeh~ Thank you mum~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say. Will be back at school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-7218389100484126099?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/7218389100484126099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=7218389100484126099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/7218389100484126099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/7218389100484126099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2008/09/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-8234607197255449364</id><published>2008-09-06T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T19:36:27.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Holiday...</title><content type='html'>Writing this on a Sunday, which is 1 day before school starts...Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really believe that the one week break passed by so fast. Hah...Nothing much happened except for a few stuff. Will shortly review it for ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sun: &lt;/span&gt;Fell sick, but I still watched Wall-E with my lil' cousins at Vivo City...So damn funny. Then, after the movie, I went up stairs and caught a few glimpses of the Anime convention. I saw a Narutard~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mon: &lt;/span&gt;First day of Fasting. Still sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tue: &lt;/span&gt;Still sick. Went to school to attend the SL course. That day was quite boring. Went to supp after the course. Ms Pek broke it down for us because the course-takers missed out a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wed: &lt;/span&gt;Supp again. I suddenly had fever and I couldn't concentrate on the supp D: Fever didn't go down till I took some medicine after I break fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thurs: &lt;/span&gt;SL course that day. Fever went down a bit but I had the cold instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fri: &lt;/span&gt;Took that day to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sat: &lt;/span&gt;Went to Syirah's place with Maryanna to do the presentation for the SL course project. Met Dianne there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sun: &lt;/span&gt;Writing this. Planning to finish all of the homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm...Cya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current mood: Vaguely sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-8234607197255449364?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/8234607197255449364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=8234607197255449364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/8234607197255449364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/8234607197255449364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-holiday.html' title='My Holiday...'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-3883826995495886122</id><published>2008-08-08T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T19:50:48.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom...sucks...like, hell.</title><content type='html'>Hi...not really going to say much right now. Just wanted to introduce some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uncyclopedia.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;www.uncyclopedia.org&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, that's the website you have got to go to when you're bored. It has the funniest stuff. But, don't take everything seriously. The website is just for fun and boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, I found this cartoon during boredom surfing time. Internet-wise. &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.newgrounds.com/collection/saladfingers"&gt;Salad Fingers.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit creepy but it's something worth watching. Go David Firth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-3883826995495886122?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/3883826995495886122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=3883826995495886122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/3883826995495886122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/3883826995495886122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2008/08/boredomsuckslike-hell.html' title='Boredom...sucks...like, hell.'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-5948344223167983759</id><published>2008-07-31T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T01:18:30.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So...it begins?</title><content type='html'>So...how should I start? Girls are still bitches, guys are still assholes (except for my brothers!) and life is life. Wow, do I emo much? Eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'twas the day of CCA, and I found out that there &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MIGHT&lt;/span&gt; be netball as a CCA in school. I hope thay do, 'cause I want to join it as my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; CCA. I'll never leave Ed Board. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu Shan is also planning to get a second CCA. I told Lina this and she said that she'll join Netball with me if she were to join. Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class has been boring. Don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My scanner hates me. I can't scan my drawings onto my blog. Sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helios enjoys implying that I like Yu Xuan in such way, "Ohhh, why do you ALWAYS like to sit at Yu Xuan's seat." I reply, "No...die, Helios."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't want him to die. He's my teddy bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current mood: Bored, like hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-5948344223167983759?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/5948344223167983759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=5948344223167983759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/5948344223167983759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/5948344223167983759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2008/07/soit-begins.html' title='So...it begins?'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-3609375833024088590</id><published>2008-07-28T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:53:26.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double w00t!</title><content type='html'>Like, Oh Em Gee (OMG), I got 1st place in class for English! &lt;&lt;&lt; I sound like a bimbo~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, for some or what reason, it was fun. Don't know why. Maybe it was because I got to sit next to Vania in maths, which was a seat behind Yu Xuan. We were messing around a bit with my Correction Tape. And suddenly, my correction tape dropped onto the floor and broke. Yu Xuan and Don offered to fix it. I have awesome brothers ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martyn then offered to take a look at it, and suddenly, it dropped to the floor again. Gah! I screamed at Martyn and kicked my chair. He suddenly LOL'ed. Like, seriously, he Laughed out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOUD. &lt;/span&gt;Don't know why -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't put down the current book I'm reading. Digital Fortress by the uber-awesome Dan Brown. Awesome writer. If you haven't read his books yet, you're a total loser and have never read an awesome book before. n00b.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I started acting like a retard and called my mum to tell her about me English thing. I was like, "My maths went down, but my English went up! Awesome!" and she replied, "You better brush up on your maths now." That means DISASTER! AND HOME TUTORING AGAIN! GAH! THE CHAOS~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still being a retard =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Mood: Retard'd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-3609375833024088590?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/3609375833024088590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=3609375833024088590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/3609375833024088590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/3609375833024088590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2008/07/double-w00t.html' title='Double w00t!'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-7715923032761184172</id><published>2008-07-25T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T19:07:18.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Retard'd week...</title><content type='html'>This week, has been like, seriously retarded. Let me shortly review it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Harmony Day. Got laughed at by the boys 'cos my costume was the same colour as my bag. Black. So, they kept making jokes about where was my bag. Lol. Had fun though, 'cos I finally tripped Yu Xuan by his shoe. Don and him kept tripping me. Revenge is sweeeeet. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood: Satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Fell sick. No need to talk about that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood: Drowsy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Got my Maths result. I think I swear'ed a lot that day. 5/20. Fuck-tastic! Did the Science Test. I think I'm going to fail that one too. Though, CCA was fun. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood: Angry/Sad/Tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: When I thought all hope was lost, a friggin 84% in English was pulled out by my English savior, Mrs Lee-Ham(?). I was so giddy inside when I got my result. Martyn and I had a bet in this, but unfortunately, he found a loop-hole in my deal of the bet. Damn. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood: Happeh~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Science Lab was replaced with a Science Lesson. Yay! Biology is fun. So is Chemistry, but I simply abhor Physics. Far too much calculating. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood: Glad it's a Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Haha...So many different moods. And, yeah, the class felt different without Catelyn. Miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Mood: Wants to go back to sleep. Now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-7715923032761184172?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/7715923032761184172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=7715923032761184172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/7715923032761184172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/7715923032761184172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2008/07/retardd-week.html' title='Retard&apos;d week...'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-8392843453632402890</id><published>2008-07-17T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T19:07:08.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S'pore Flyer</title><content type='html'>Today, 1/1, 1/2, 1/5, 1/6 and 1/8 went to the Singapore Flyer. Y'know, the big Ferris Wheel-like thing at Marina...or somewhere near there. Don't really know. Suck at S'pore geography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus, everyone was like shouting random things, such as, "Jo Yi loves Guodong!", then everyone would be like, "WOAHHHHHH~!" It was fun until the bus driver complained of the noise. About few minutes after the laughter, I got my turn on the 'Farewell Notebook' for Catelyn. She's leaving for America tomorrow. Going to miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When me reached the S'pore flyer, we were like, "IT. IS. HUGE!" Everyone's expression was priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we could go on the Flyer, we had to do some worksheets provided by our Instructors. Y'know, the ones from Sec 1 camp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, finally, went on the Flyer! It was so cool! The formally split groups from our class went into their capsules. I was one of 6-7 girls and the rest were boys. (Audi picked his group, and Catelyn picked the other.) So, yeah, Donovan got Audi to pick my friends and I to join his group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view at the top was awesome. I was taking pictures whilst everyone was like, "WOW!" Well, their expression didn't really describe it, but you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the journey was over, we went back to school. So damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Mood: Tired -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-8392843453632402890?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/8392843453632402890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=8392843453632402890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/8392843453632402890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/8392843453632402890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2008/07/spore-flyer.html' title='S&apos;pore Flyer'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-5149871945593622813</id><published>2008-06-29T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T19:06:50.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling sick...</title><content type='html'>Allergies were being a retard to me this morning. Last night, I went over to my aunt's place to celebrate my cousins' birthday. Well, she has cats and I'm allergic to them (even though I'm majorly in love with cats!) and so, I got allergic reaction. Sneezing, loss of breath, those kinds of shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and slept early. Woke up, like, don't know what time, had a very weird urge to draw, and so I drew. I did the shading stuff that Mrs Ong taught 1/1 last week. I can't shade properly =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I tried sleeping again because I still felt the allergies reaction thingy. I still feel sick right now. Don't want to go to school tomorrow, but I don't want to miss out Art! Blegh, Fate hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just realized that the stuff I wrote on my previous posts are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm thinking of putting some of my drawings on this blog, just for the fun of it.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh, yeah, was reading a book yesterday about party games and shit. Me and my cousins found some really good ones and tried it out. We're planning to invite friends of our own together and play it again. Seemed like a good idea at the moment. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Mood: *Sniff* Feeling shitty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-5149871945593622813?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/5149871945593622813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=5149871945593622813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/5149871945593622813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/5149871945593622813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2008/06/feeling-sick.html' title='Feeling sick...'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-7112215734666203260</id><published>2008-06-27T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T19:05:53.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom sucks.</title><content type='html'>Friggin' gossipers. They've got nothing to do but poke into other people's businesses, point it out and start telling everybody else. I feel like punching something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blah. Blah. Blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't written here for a while. I think I'm only ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Wheeeeee~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go on a roller coaster! It would be like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHOOOSH~&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I might have a major puke session after that &gt;_&lt; style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Noise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had the urge to attack these certain group of people. Lol. I kept ignoring them. There's no use of paying attention to people you want to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;murder. &lt;/span&gt;Lol, so gruesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should change my background, but I'm too lazy to find another skin. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate decided to pick on me when I had to sit between last two people I would want to sit with. Umm, that's an overstatement. Their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;part &lt;/span&gt;of the people I would rather not know. Sigh, such is life. (Ain is becoming a big influence on me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like, want to eat ice-cream again. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Mood: Hyper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-7112215734666203260?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/7112215734666203260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=7112215734666203260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/7112215734666203260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/7112215734666203260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2008/06/boredom-sucks.html' title='Boredom sucks.'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-7384042811776035212</id><published>2008-05-26T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T19:05:33.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B'day?</title><content type='html'>-.-" Finally, I've done a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SECOND&lt;/span&gt; posting...A great achievement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying my blogskin. It's not dark and suicidal, but it gives a cute impression of the Grim Reaper ^^ Hahax, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm not exactly enjoying my holidays, I'm more of dreading every day of it. Had to go the robotics training today...Very tiring. I nearly fainted when I got back home. Yes, I'm weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LINA~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, it's her birthday today...And to the people who forgot her birthday...wish her before it's too late! Chibi reaper will scythe you! Seriously. He hates forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Mood: Weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-7384042811776035212?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/7384042811776035212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=7384042811776035212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/7384042811776035212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/7384042811776035212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2008/05/bday.html' title='B&apos;day?'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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-6102553500556598735.post-1015883175450202979</id><published>2008-05-23T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T19:05:01.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha...</title><content type='html'>Hahax...This must be my 7th or 8th blogspot account that I've created...I keep forgetting my damn e-mail and password.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;FORGETFUL!!&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sad, but happy&lt;/span&gt;...Just got my report book and my results ^^ I'm happy with it, but sad that I didn't quite make it with some stuff. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like class and level position, for example. &lt;/span&gt;I only got 15th place for class position and 26th place in level position...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;SAD!&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;UPDATE!&lt;&lt;&lt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There's a bit of stupid gossip surrounding me and I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEADING&lt;/span&gt; for you to not listen to it...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, anyway, good luck to those who couldn't get their report books yesterday, and have to wait for a few extra days~...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hahax, their anxiety must be over the roof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current Mood: Sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;but,&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;but&gt;&lt;/but&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/but,&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6102553500556598735-1015883175450202979?l=dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/feeds/1015883175450202979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6102553500556598735&amp;postID=1015883175450202979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/1015883175450202979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6102553500556598735/posts/default/1015883175450202979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dada-is-bored2death.blogspot.com/2008/05/haha.html' title='Haha...'/><author><name>Dada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05650819840330864622</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>
