<?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-8201588832887471601</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:47:11.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ORANGE :D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-8170526926564637522</id><published>2011-06-02T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T14:11:43.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After so long, I've finally posted something here again! Only to say that... I'm creating another blog. HAHAHAHA! But hang on a sec, this isn't just another random, &lt;s&gt;retardedly useless&lt;/s&gt; relink thing. I'm still going to update this one, when I want to. Hahaha! This new one is going to be exclusively for the West Coast of the United States of America :D I'm going to have to backdate some posts, but nvm :D HEHEHE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-8170526926564637522?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/8170526926564637522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2011/06/after-so-long-ive-finally-posted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/8170526926564637522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/8170526926564637522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2011/06/after-so-long-ive-finally-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-5997246561973368620</id><published>2011-02-16T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T22:31:40.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If only I could rewind time. It was so much better then. ):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hurts so bad right now.&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/8201588832887471601-5997246561973368620?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/5997246561973368620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-only-i-could-rewind-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/5997246561973368620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/5997246561973368620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-only-i-could-rewind-time.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-3780845749732357320</id><published>2011-02-12T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T22:26:21.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aaaaaargh stop screwing with my mind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-3780845749732357320?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/3780845749732357320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2011/02/aaaaaargh-stop-screwing-with-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/3780845749732357320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/3780845749732357320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2011/02/aaaaaargh-stop-screwing-with-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-8093622327505161087</id><published>2010-12-17T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T10:51:29.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I. Am. So. Screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is over ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-8093622327505161087?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/8093622327505161087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/12/i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/8093622327505161087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/8093622327505161087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/12/i.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-788146410113598902</id><published>2010-12-12T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T05:48:03.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEAHHH I finally visited the Seattle aquarium! We went yesterday, and it was pretty fun! Admittedly, it's nowhere near as good as Singapore's, but we were particularly tickled by the rays and the otters and were kept amused for quite some time! I managed to get videos of them, and I'll probably upload them soon, unless the video quality really sucks. We also managed to grab a few more souvenirs from a really cool shop near the aquarium right next to this cute restaurant where we had had our lunch. I'm halfway done with souvenir-buying now! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we drove down to a nearby city called Snoqualmie, where we saw the Snoqualmie Falls before driving up to the summit, and &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT. WAS. SUPER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;COOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Hahaha! The falls wasn't really very awe-inducing, because I guess it pales in comparison to more famous ones like the Niagara. It was pretty cool, but because it was super windy, we didn't stay long. We probably only spent 5 minutes there at most, just to take photos. The umbrella kept tugging and tugging, and it felt as if it would either fly away, tearing my arm along with it, or fly away bearing me in tow like how Mary Poppins flies. I probably wouldn't have minded if it was the latter :D Hahahaha! Actually now, come to think of it, the umbrella probably wouldn't have been able to lift dumpling Abi. But at that time, the wind was REALLY strong and that didn't seem like too far-fetched an idea!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was the cool part! Dad drove us up the I-90 to the Summit, and I swear, it is the coolest thing ever! At first, it was just rain, and towering mountains shrouded in mist flanked with tall green evergreen trees. Slowly, we began to see piles of snow on the sides of the road, occurences that became more and more frequent as we proceeded along the highway. We were going at about 45 mph though, because we didn't have snow tires, it was dangerous to drive fast because of the high possibility of skidding. Not to mention, it had been raining for pretty long before that, and the roads were extra slippery. In tandem with the increasing frequency of snow covered landscape was the increasing frequency of snow-dusted trees. Then suddenly, the steady increase became an exponential increase, and then BOOM! White! White everywhere! Dad was really worried about skidding, and we were all pretty nervous but frankly, all I could think of then, was "Damn, I wouldn't mind dying now if this is the last thing I see!" Man, was it beautiful or was it beautiful?! I was enraptured! Dad was getting jumpier by the second, and he exited the highway at the first possible landscape. If it was even possible, my surroundings became even more blindingly white. Snow-covered houses, snow-covered telephone wires, snow-covered cars - everything was smothered in a blanket of white! It wasn't as if I haven't seen this on tv before. But seeing things through a box in your living room can never hold a candle to seeing things for real, right in front of you, surrounding you, almost as if it were a part of you. Dad stopped off at a parking lot to punch in our hotel address in the GPS, and we got a brief minute out in teh snow! We really only were out for a minute or so, because Dad was worried that the tires would freeze. So, we took quick photos, and then we were off again. It was amazing. So amazing, it didn't occur to let Boris take a photo with the snowy landscape until it was too late :x Darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I got to use the com this early only because Daddy brought Mommy to attend his company dinner thing, so we kids have the whole evening to ourselves! :D I guess I'm online too early - no one I usually talk to is online. No one really is online at 1 in the afternoon I guess... 16 hour time difference really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suddenly sleepy. I hope I dream of snowy landscapes (: I've finally gotten a white Christmas! My first white Christmas :D So cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! Just realized that I have yet to prepare majority of my Christmas presents! Shiiiiiet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-788146410113598902?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/788146410113598902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/12/yeahhh-i-finally-visited-seattle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/788146410113598902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/788146410113598902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/12/yeahhh-i-finally-visited-seattle.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-6041762445804954880</id><published>2010-12-08T12:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T21:13:38.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;3:41 AM, make that 3:42&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time just keeps rolling on while I'm here stuck like glue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So many things cross my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But nothing stays awhile, so frustrating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wanna say something worthwhile &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha Mercyme is pretty nice. Although it's not exactly 3:42 AM now, I think really have issues with blogging. I've been sitting here since 2:23, and I still have nothing here cos I keep writing and deleting, writing and deleting, cos I just don't know how to put my thoughts down into words! So frustrating, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very brief overview of Bellevue would be... that it's a pretty cold and rainy place, basically. It's living up to it's reputation as being part of the rainiest area in the world. The people here are really nice, though. The waiters, especially, are all really friendly and talkative and they basically strike a conversation at every possible opportunity. When I get back to Singapore, I think the difference in the level of service will be very disappointing, hahaha! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There aren't much sights to see in Bellevue. It isn't a concrete jungle like NYC, and yet it isn't a foresty, suburbian area either. It's a quiet, not very happening city, I'd say... The good thing is, that it's not affected by the recession because the people here are doing very well. Most people here either work for Microsoft or for Boeing. I think, next to Starbucks and Tully's Coffee, the most common buildings I run into around every other corner are Microsoft buildings. They even have a Microsoft campus down in Seattle, complete with a shuttle service, and company cars (electric cars cos they wanna be eco-friendly) for the employees' convenience. The campus itself is pretty cool; I didn't get to see much of it, but Daddy took us around a bit. There's a huge exhibit of Microsoft's progress and everything, showing all their inventions and whatnot. I like the interactive table, super cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bellevue is also super small. We've pretty much walked around the entire place, and I'm quite sure I won't get lost if I'm out walking alone. There's not bad shopping choices here though, I must say. Belleve Square is huge, and Daddy is thinking of driving us down to some place called the Factory Outlet or something. THE JEANS HERE ARE CHEAP, OMG! The Levi's, at least. I bought two pairs (though I would dearly have liked to get more... :x hehhee!) and even then, Zac was nagging me D: I wanted another pair of Guess jeans, but they were frekaing 90 bucks! So I didn't D: The whole business about buying jeans was a whole other issue, maybe I'll post about it another time - it was super hilarious!! But yeah, it was fun, though it took like, over two hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late, and I probably should go sleep. I blame the people I'm chatting with now for keeping me awake for so long. I hope I won't be so shag tomorrow... fat hope though, seriously. Hope we aren't doing anything heavy-duty tomorrow :/ hahaha! I wanna see the aquarium...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh one last thing! They have funny sort of names here, like Sammamish, Chillum, and Snohomish! HAHAHA! I find it very amusing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-6041762445804954880?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/6041762445804954880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/12/341-am-make-that-342-time-just-keeps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/6041762445804954880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/6041762445804954880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/12/341-am-make-that-342-time-just-keeps.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-2271344223294537004</id><published>2010-11-14T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T21:22:44.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Disney is EPIC. I've recently re-watched a few old Disney movies that I used to watch growing up, and I'm amazed at the depth of the movies! I realized and understood things that I never could have as a kid, and watching the movies now, I've fallen in love with Disney all over again! Hehehe.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've decided to learn this song on the piano!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rj1v5tXs9Jo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rj1v5tXs9Jo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT'S SO COOOOOOOOOOOOL! *U*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehehe. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-2271344223294537004?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/2271344223294537004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/disney-is-epic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/2271344223294537004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/2271344223294537004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/disney-is-epic.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-5150512938439092832</id><published>2010-11-11T11:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T11:11:36.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA CHINESE IS OVER WAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I WILL NEVER HAVE TO TOUCH IT AGAIN &lt;s&gt;unless I fail, but LOL I hope not&lt;/s&gt;!!! I found the paper surprisingly manageable, so I'm kinda worried now since Lily said she didn't think that it was easy. Hahaha the passage on 爱情 was annoying! Why would they teach sec 4 children that 婚姻是爱情的坟墓?! LOL. Are they trying to not let Singapore reach our new target of 6 million? Hahahaha. This was also the first time I managed to find all the 词语 for the A组 理解问答 passages! :D So I'm quite happy with it. Also the first time I managed to finish before the time limit haha! Then again, I'm still worried because it's been tested and proven - whenever I have a good feeling, it will turn out bad. If I have a bad feeling, it will turn out good. Ahhhhh well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyways, IT'S OVER, so I shall not think about it! Chalet was fun (though I had to leave halfway for a piano lesson I didn't know was cancelled, WTS!!!)! :D Hahaha. Wild Wild Wet was awesome, and LOL we discovered that Steven has abs and that Titus has a really girly figure. All the rides were super fun (maybe it was the company?), though they all seemed a lot smaller than what I remembered. I must have been real small the last time I went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LEFT BORIS THERE! )))): I'm so sorry Boris, the bed was colder without you ): Hahahaa never mind, I'll pick you up from Valerie's later on, promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay Charmaine D just texted me to tell me that I left my school uniform and Orientation X shirt there. Oh joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to help Mummy out at Hosanna later, so I'll be going now! Wonder what Gabriel will do today HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-5150512938439092832?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/5150512938439092832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/hahaha-chinese-is-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/5150512938439092832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/5150512938439092832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/hahaha-chinese-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-4095357379741825330</id><published>2010-11-09T13:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T13:53:13.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese Chinese Chinese.... I can never concentrate on Chinese! The piano is just too alluring HAHAHA! Recently I've fallen in love with Mendelssohn (sorry Valerie) and Nobuo Uematsu! Their piano pieces are just too beautiful :x hahaha! I really, really should get back to Chinese. Awhh bloody hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-4095357379741825330?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/4095357379741825330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/chinese-chinese-chinese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/4095357379741825330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/4095357379741825330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/chinese-chinese-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-8141550296467489217</id><published>2010-11-09T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T03:09:53.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FINALLY FOUND MY ENTRY PROOF RAWR HAHAHA NOW I CAN GO SLEEP. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-8141550296467489217?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/8141550296467489217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-finally-found-my-entry-proof-rawr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/8141550296467489217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/8141550296467489217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-finally-found-my-entry-proof-rawr.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-5072074947609164399</id><published>2010-11-09T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T13:54:28.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kinect is awesome :D Can't wait for Daddy to get more games! It was a pain setting up, but oh well, IT PAID OFF NOW! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-5072074947609164399?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/5072074947609164399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/kinect-is-awesome-d-cant-wait-for-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/5072074947609164399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/5072074947609164399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/kinect-is-awesome-d-cant-wait-for-daddy.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-298250387135587484</id><published>2010-11-08T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T13:54:51.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I realized that my previous posts have been emo. But FEAR NOT, for the happy gay Abi is back! Since there's no escaping what's inevitable, I shall face it BRAVELY like the strong girl that I am :D oh how shameless I have become :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kite flying was so awesome (: I really love my cousins! Ah Kong's passing, I feel, is a blessing in disguise. I have really become closer to all my cousins, and there's a new bond that never existed before. I dared to talk to my intimidating 表哥s when I never dared to in the past (I think, over the course of the past two weeks, I've spoken more to them than the rest of my life combined hahaha!), and found that they are in fact, really nice and fun people! Hahahaha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/TNfI56vdr5I/AAAAAAAAAdk/dPadoXrppok/s1600/IMAG1585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/TNfI56vdr5I/AAAAAAAAAdk/dPadoXrppok/s320/IMAG1585.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537115164221747090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna meet up with them to play again real soon, hehehe (: We totally should, after my &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; Chinese O's! :D I really hope that I won't have to take Chinese next year. ): If I want that to come true, I guess I should get back to doing Chinese now. Hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-298250387135587484?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/298250387135587484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-realized-that-my-previous-posts-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/298250387135587484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/298250387135587484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-realized-that-my-previous-posts-have.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/TNfI56vdr5I/AAAAAAAAAdk/dPadoXrppok/s72-c/IMAG1585.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201588832887471601.post-2821671728465689421</id><published>2010-11-07T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T01:56:56.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So kiss me and smile for me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like you'll never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane&lt;br /&gt;Don't know when I'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Oh babe, I hate to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-2821671728465689421?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/2821671728465689421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-kiss-me-and-smile-for-me-tell-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/2821671728465689421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/2821671728465689421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-kiss-me-and-smile-for-me-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-3465977763320911740</id><published>2010-11-07T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T01:57:16.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm being kidnapped by my own parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-3465977763320911740?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/3465977763320911740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-being-kidnapped-by-my-own-parents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/3465977763320911740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/3465977763320911740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-being-kidnapped-by-my-own-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-2285392369025210777</id><published>2010-11-05T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T16:39:11.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shit. 80%. Shit.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to leave. Please don't make me leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-2285392369025210777?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/2285392369025210777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/2285392369025210777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/2285392369025210777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/shit.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-860389650495271224</id><published>2010-11-04T16:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T16:50:42.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha I've got so much more time on my hands now I find that I have nothing to do (since I seriously can't get myself to do any Chinese) so I'm blogging again. I wonder how long it will take for people to realize I've started blogging again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'll play more tetris. Bloody addictive game. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh btw, look what I found! Cooooool. Maybe I should play MORE :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zdnet.com/blog/gadgetreviews/study-tetris-wipes-out-bad-memories-heals-trauma/771"&gt;http://www.zdnet.com/blog/gadgetreviews/study-tetris-wipes-out-bad-memories-heals-trauma/771&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want that necklace :x Hahahha! Super cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-860389650495271224?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/860389650495271224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/hahaha-ive-got-so-much-more-time-on-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/860389650495271224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/860389650495271224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/hahaha-ive-got-so-much-more-time-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-1171797768579296710</id><published>2010-11-03T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T13:56:13.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Permanence</title><content type='html'>I think, the only instance when I finally understood death, was right before the cremation. It was only when everyone placed their flowers on the casket one by one while paying their last respects to Ah Kong, did I finally, suddenly, understand what death meant. I was never going to see that man again. Never. Ever. For all eternity. And that thought scared me. The permanence that death entails was a concept I could never have grasped before, but this new-found maturity that was forced upon me opened my eyes. I would never see my grandfather again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to think that in the past, I used to be scared of him. To my younger self, he was a giant, a large giant that lowered over me in stature, with a big booming voice. I used to jump every time he sneezed because his sneeze would literally reverberate across the walls, shaking up my four-year-old world. He spoke very little to me, and even then, he would just "harumph" most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, when I saw him on his death bed, the man whose silent, strong presence used to dominate the room suddenly seemed so small, and so fragile. So broken. It was so frightening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few days before he left, he had muttered, "全都做错了". I wonder what he had meant by that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So permanent. So permanent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-1171797768579296710?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/1171797768579296710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/permanence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/1171797768579296710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/1171797768579296710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2010/11/permanence.html' title='Permanence'/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-3235157429297820706</id><published>2009-09-01T16:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:30:18.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today. Was. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;JTS was SOOOOOO awesome I just HAD to post about it! (: It even won over my lazy side! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;But I have a report to churn out for marketing and finance, and some *ahem* irritating person gave me 12 frickin' missed calls while I was at JTS. -.-&lt;br /&gt;So apart from that, today is awesome and amazing!&lt;br /&gt;Weather was awesome too! Is. It still is awesome. Hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;And, thanks so much for making it fun and awesome. It wouldn't have been the same without you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to do report now! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;()  ()&lt;br /&gt;(.   .) Heheheh, Bunny signs off! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh last thing. I realised that there was a no pets sign at Costa Del Sol, haha! And there was a picture of a dog, cat (i think), and a... BUNNY! :D HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, zi high. (:&lt;br /&gt;Bye~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-3235157429297820706?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/3235157429297820706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/09/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/3235157429297820706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/3235157429297820706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/09/today.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-4000361862089309961</id><published>2009-07-04T11:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:38:07.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha, HELLO BLOG! I'd completely forgotten about you!&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry, I'm here now, don't cry. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I shall start going on about my eventful first week back to school in term 3.&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be long, but I know you'll stay, right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAY ONE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha omg. This is like ulitmate classic. I think I'd earn big bucks selling large compilations of the misadventures of Abigail. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abi woke up at around 7.30, and she smiled, thinking it was going to be a brilliant day despite it being the first paper of the JCTs, and maths nonetheless. It was going to be brilliant because she only had to be in school by 12.30, and sleeping this much more made her feel refreshed.&lt;br /&gt;LITTLE DID SHE KNOW WHAT WAS IN STORE FOR HER!&lt;br /&gt;She got ready for school, played waka waka in the morning and abused her piano.&lt;br /&gt;Then, her mother offered her a ride to school, and she thought, "Damn, today's a really good day!"&lt;br /&gt;So she rushed into the car before her mother changed her mind. She was supposed to meet Weiling the Goat at 11 at the mushroom to clear up some things about maths.&lt;br /&gt;So, she happily walked into school, shocked at the whole line of people lining up outside the main gate cos they didn't open the small side gate for reasons unknown to mankind.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the people were all holding thermometers and temperature log books, ezlinks and travel declaration forms.&lt;br /&gt;So Abigail reached into her bag to take out those things when she realized something was terribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;She didn't have her wallet or her log book or her travel declaration form!&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the people in front were getting stickers pasted on their ezlinks to show that they did not just come back from a H1N1 infected country.&lt;br /&gt;And they needed the temperature log book to record their temperatures.&lt;br /&gt;So having just a thermometer wasn't a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Sighing, she reached for her phone, pressed speed dial number 2 and brought it to her ear... when she realised there was nothing in her hand! *le gasp!*&lt;br /&gt;She cursed excessively and colourfully, causing the jc people in front to turn around and look at her.&lt;br /&gt;So this day was turning out really peachy. She frowned, and wondered how she would get into the school if they needed to put stuff on her ezlink. And it also occured to her that she would have to have her ezlink card in the zam hall.&lt;br /&gt;Just then, to her luck, they just let all of them in, and let them go in without pasting the stuff, saying that it was taking too long, and they'd let the CG teachers take care of it later when they all took their temperatures at their CG venues.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, she thought. So now what?&lt;br /&gt;She walked into the school and met Ying Zhen and Si Hui at the mushroom.&lt;br /&gt;She explained her plight and they were amazed that she could get into the school like that.&lt;br /&gt;They both advised her to rush back home since she still had a good hour and fifteen minutes to do so.&lt;br /&gt;After all, the dean was at the gate, and she couldn't possibly say that she'd forgotten so many things.&lt;br /&gt;So Abi borrowed money from them &lt;s&gt;(OMG, WHICH SHE JUST REMEMBERED SHE HASN'T RETURNED YET!! O.O)&lt;/s&gt; and went to the bus stop to wait for the elusive bus 12.&lt;br /&gt;As it always is when you're rushing for time, things just love to go all out to help you make sure you're as late as possible, by Murphy's Law.&lt;br /&gt;The bus took a whopping 10 mintues to arrive, and was jam packed when she entered the bus.&lt;br /&gt;The bus just HAD to stop at every bus stop, and at every single traffic light.&lt;br /&gt;And there just had to be this old lady who took forever to wobble precariously up the bus, taking forever to find a seat while the (unfortunately) kindly bus driver waited for her to be seated before driving off.&lt;br /&gt;Then, a few more painfully long bus stops later, the old woman wanted to get off. She slowly squeezed herself through the masses of people and hobbled down the steps so slow she could rival a snail.&lt;br /&gt;Abi. Was. SEETHING.&lt;br /&gt;Then, she finally reached her stop, and she rushed off, almost running. Of course she missed the green man, and had to wait another minute at the traffic junction in front of her house. And while half running home, she found that her right shoe had a HOLE. And she could see right through into the pink skin of her sole.&lt;br /&gt;Abi. Was. SEEEEEEEEEEETHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Of all days. Her shoes had a famous penchant for sprouting holes at the most inconvenient times, just like the netball incident before, which abi just realised she never posted about! O.O&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;So, when she finally reached home, super winded, she rushed around looking for her phone, which she COULD NOT LOCATE.&lt;br /&gt;Then, at her wit's end, she finally swiped at the piano cloth, you know, the drapy thing you hang over your piano to keep the dust off, and it lifted up to reveal her phone sitting happily on the piano bench.&lt;br /&gt;Grabbing it, she finally found her wallet in her piano bag and rushed off to school, forgetting about her travel declaration and log book.&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, on her way to the bus stop, she checked her phone and realised that she had a few missed calls and smses. Some missed calls which were from her mom.&lt;br /&gt;So she called her mom, and asked why she'd called her. Apparently mom'd pressed wrongly again, and she asked why she was calling now and not taking her zam.&lt;br /&gt;Abi sheepishly told ehr about what happened, and her phone nearly exploded in her ear, what with all the screaming coming from the other end of the phone.&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean you took a bus home?! Then I sent you to school for nothing? Abigail, USE YOUR HEAD! Why didn't you call me? You could've borrowed somebody's phone, Abigail you-"&lt;br /&gt;Well. You get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;So 2 minutes of damaged eardrums later, Abigail was waiting at the bus stop for her mother to rush down from popular to send her to school for the second time.&lt;br /&gt;In the car, her mother continued her scary tirade until she reached school.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, she was right on time.&lt;br /&gt;She met Vanessa, Yuqing and Qingfei at the gate, who were getting their stickers.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why they didn't sticker me the first time I passed, but oh well. I guess I was lucky.&lt;br /&gt;The person there gave me a new form to fill when I acted all blur about the travel declaration, and stickered my ezlink.&lt;br /&gt;We made our way to the classroom just in time, and I was relating the morning's events to the rest of them who were discussing Ruzanna's awesome new fringe just as Ms Loo and Mrs Lim came into the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;While they were taking their temperatures and during Mrs Lok's speech over the PA system, they had an awesome catch up session, and it felt like term one all over again. It was awesome to see all of them again, and that morning didn't seem that bad already.&lt;br /&gt;Abi borrowed a page from Valerie's log book to record her temperature and let Mrs Lim check, then they were off to their exam venue.&lt;br /&gt;The maths paper wasn't as scary as she thought it'd be, although she was still pretty sure she'd messed it up completely.&lt;br /&gt;After that, Abi started off for the AYG thing, but then Weiling laughed at her and told her that it was no compulsory, so nobody from TA1 was going.&lt;br /&gt;Abi sighed, relieved. She now had time to do LA project with Tabitha and Ruzanna!&lt;br /&gt;She started doing the project after arguing with Weiling against ruzzie whether bumblebee was cooler than optimus prime, and whether they were better than ruzzie, heehee.&lt;br /&gt;She facebooked and slacked most of the time, though, and after Tabby and mummy ruzzie finished their individual assignments, we went to have a late lunch consisting of waffles and bubble tea from opposite, and went back to finish the group presentation and the ppt slides.&lt;br /&gt;Abi drew an awesome height chart on the first page of the ppt slides! Haha, mummy ruzzie looked the cutest!&lt;br /&gt;Then, Tabby sent Abi a fanfiction to read, and IT WAS AWESOME STUFF! She could not stop reading it, and it was freaking 300++ pages in Microsoft Word! She still hasn't finished reading it yet, cos she finally managed to tear herself away from it for the past three days cos reading it was making her sad. Maybe she'll stop at around page 300 and not continue, cos that's where it was relatively happy, and the sad ending hadn't reached yet.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, then we rushed down to Zap to print the stuff, and realised that it was CLOSED!&lt;br /&gt;But mummy had a great idea, and we went round back to see whether it was really closed, and it turned out that they were just packing up and had only just turned off the printers and computers!&lt;br /&gt;So they begged them to let them print, and they finally conceded.&lt;br /&gt;Then, they realised that they didn't have a thumbdrive, and had to borrow one from the Zap uncle, who was already looking not too pleased with them. Ooops.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after half an hour, they finally finished with the printing and went back to pack their stuffs and leave.&lt;br /&gt;After going home, Abi realised that it was a really eventful day.&lt;br /&gt;It was horrid in the morning, but seeing everybody again was worth it! And all the fun and teasing and slacking that she'd missed in the holidays were all back!&lt;br /&gt;So she concluded that she was happy :D&lt;br /&gt;And plus, when she reached home, there was the xbox waiting for her! xD&lt;br /&gt;Thus concludes day una. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAY TWO:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was rather uneventful. Abi had fun playing because it was a holiday in lieu of the AYG :D More waka waka, fb quizzes (ALBOWS AND AIRPLANE DRIVERS!) and xbox :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY THREE:&lt;br /&gt;The Humanes paper was quite sad. Abi refuses to think about it. It was fun cos Abi had this really cool drink with Wheeling and Jasmine and it turned our lips and tongue blue. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY FOUR:&lt;br /&gt;The LA paper was fine. LOTF FTW! :D Haha, sucks to all you guys who did MOV! Hee. It was fun because Abi was telling Wheeling and Jasmine the retarded story of Bing Lin and her friend who peed in the MRT (100% true story!!!) and they laughed so loud they cried and cried before the paper, and the TA2 invijilator came out to scold us. D: haha! Valerie said his hair looked like pubic hair. :x see how much pollution gets into my pure innocent mind?&lt;br /&gt;Then after that the bad thing was that Ms Tan Chork Meng caught me with my blouse hanging out cos I didn't have drawstrings that day and had to use elastic. Then she look look, and was like "You skirt quite short also ah. And your hair is in your face. Need me to bring pin for you tomorrow?"&lt;br /&gt;Abi was like "*tuck tuck shirt* erm, no, hahaha. Sorry. *pushes hair behind ears furtively while they just keep falling back on her forehead anyways*"&lt;br /&gt;Then she was like "Mmm! *smile smile a bit*"&lt;br /&gt;Then Abi and Val quickly walked out of the room. Abi still finds it a bit unfair that Valerie, who has worser case of curtain fringe and a shorter skirt, could escape scot free. She thinks it's a bit weird that Ms Tan knows her name too.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, then after that she was walking out, discussing the paper with Rachel, then when she was walking past the TA2 classes, Wheeling suddenly run up out of nowhere and SMACK her back until damn pain, so Abigail SCREAMED.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody turned to look, and the &lt;s&gt;pubic hair&lt;/s&gt; teacher from before looked like he was gonna come out and scold us again, so we RAN! Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY FIVE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like one of the awesome-est days of the week!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, chinese sucked. Abi skipped the B zu compre cos she took one look and was like WHAT?! and moved on to the open ended questions, haha. She managed to finish the open ended section, then she went back to that B zu compre and tikam-ed the multiple choice lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, she started studying a bit for bio, trying to cram before she gave up and left it all to fate, the ultimate slacker that she is.&lt;br /&gt;Then Val introduced her to Charlie the unicorn, the ULTIMATE AWESOMENESS!&lt;br /&gt;Chaarlie! Chug-a-chug-a-chug-a-chug-a Chug-a-chug-a-chug-a-chug-a SHOE SHOE!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q5im0Ssyyus&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q5im0Ssyyus&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QFCSXr6qnv4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QFCSXr6qnv4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eaCCkfjPm0o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eaCCkfjPm0o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that they were irritating Rachel and Weiling and Val chased her all the way to the library!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, poor Rachel, she's like the only one who was really studying.&lt;br /&gt;Before that abi was waka-ing (FINALLY MADE IT TO LEVEL 5!) and screaming everytime a ghost came near, really irritating Rachel, heehee.&lt;br /&gt;Then after Val and Wheeling came back, Abi played tap tap on Rachel's phone with Charmaine! Lady Gaga's Love Game on tap tap is PWNSOME! :D&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then after that was 2nd round of temperature taking, then physics, which was completely screwed.&lt;br /&gt;Then chem, which was much much MUCH better than Abi thought it would be! She could do everything except for the drawing diagrams part. She really hates that part.&lt;br /&gt;Then bio, oh bio, it was a great relief and an awesome way to end the week of traumatizing zams!&lt;br /&gt;It was really much better than expected, and she could do almost everything, considering she completely didn't study for bio, actually, for anything at all, since reading through the notes once is hardly studying, and did everything from memory.&lt;br /&gt;Except that the pH question she wasn't too sure, and the essay question where she'd forgotten lots about the fluid mosaic model, she thought it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;She felt absolutely wonderful because she really didn't study AT ALL throughtout the entire june hols, and slacked like shit, but yet the papers didn't kill her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano after that was not stressful either, cos teacher was in a good mood again, haha. Did lots of aural, and went throught the pieces. Abi hates her Mozart piece, but the Soler and the Alberniz was quite okay.&lt;br /&gt;Then went home to slack, watch dad and zac play halo wars. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all, this was a wonderful first week back to school :D It was really fun, and Abi's rather sad that she cannot properly write down the fun stuff. But anways, this has been a helluva long post! :D So, toodles! Till the next time I decide to update. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ABIGAIL :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-4000361862089309961?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/4000361862089309961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/07/hahaha-hello-blog-id-completely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/4000361862089309961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/4000361862089309961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/07/hahaha-hello-blog-id-completely.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-46025309583490985</id><published>2009-05-26T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T18:53:37.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sagittarius - Ruled by Jupiter : [Nov 23 - Dec 21]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;• A Masculine Positive Mutable Fire Sign&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;masculine?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;• Polar or Opposite sign: Gemini&lt;br /&gt;• Colour: Dark blue and purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;• When you can take a break from shooting verbal arrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sagittarius Traits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="traits"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Positive Traits&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;• Optimistic and freedom-loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;• Jovial and good-humored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;• Honest and straightforward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;• Intellectual and philosophical &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ehh? you sure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Negative Traits&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;• Blindly optimistic and careless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;• Irresponsible and superficial&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ahhh... sadly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;• Tactless and restless &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hahaha, my ma always says I have ants in the pants -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sagittarius Likes:&lt;/u&gt; unlimited freedom, alternative or unusual ideas, being on the move all the time, plentiful food and drink, perfumes and beauty aids of any kind, gambling, raffles and lotteries, and recreational flirting with those aforementioned people.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;omg, gambling?! I guess, although I dun have the luck. LOL! And what aforementioned people? o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dislikes:&lt;/u&gt;disapproval of others, inclined to keep in the end, being too safe, secure, or confined, administrative details, and above all having their basic honesty doubted by others for any unmerited reason.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt; ahh yes, truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Important Parameters&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lucky Number - 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lucky Color - Royal Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lucky Flower - Carnation, wallflower, clove-pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lucky Gemstone - Turquoise, Yellow Sapphire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lucky Day - Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;General features&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="General"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A typical Sagittarius has a bright, sunny disposition and an almost incurable sense of optimism regarding the future. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ahaha lol.&lt;/span&gt; You are good natured, irrepressible sense of fun and an inspiring spiritual side. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;yeah well, I guess...&lt;/span&gt; The Sagittarius carries the sense of being in a state of divine grace, at one with the universe. In unfavorable situations, you are impatient, have the fear of responsibility, self-indulgent, fanaticism and refuse to grow up.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt; omg. Monty and Pei Ru, I think you should know this pretty well. hahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;You also have the tendency to get addicted to gambling. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;blackjack! :x what else is CNY for?! Haha!&lt;/span&gt; Those born under this sign are characterized by optimism, aspiration, inspiration, enthusiasm and expansiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A Sagittarius has a positive outlook on life, are full of enterprise, energy, versatility, adventurousness and eagerness to extend the experience as much as possible. You enjoy traveling and exploration. You are honorable, honest, trustworthy, truthful, generous and sincere with a passion of justice. Sagittarius not a diplomatic sign like Libra and Scorpio, Sagittarius likes to tell people more than they may want to know, or are ready to hear &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha yeah, sorry, I like to ramble...&lt;/span&gt;. Like the other fire signs, Sagittarius enjoys the outdoors. You are usually modest and are often religious with a strong sense of morality. You are strong-willed and good at organizing, a combination that gives you the ability to bring any project to a successful conclusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Star Stone for Sagittarius&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="star"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Star stone for Sagittarius is the Topaz. Topaz comes in many colors and is a member of the quartz group. It aids in bringing forth your leadership qualities and enables you to grasp control of any situation you confront in life. Topaz makes you feel more in control of yourself or the situations you encounter and helps you deal with them in a competent fashion. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;wth? I dun believe. it's just a freaking STONE.&lt;/span&gt; It helps you take the lead and handle things in a competent fashion. Tradition has it that Topaz helped foretell the future, enhance sexual energy, and promote harmony. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ahem. orly? -.-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sagittarius Ruling Planet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="planet"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jupiter rules the zodiac sign of Sagittarius, so anyone whose birth chart has a strong Sagittarius influence will tend to be expansive, pleasure-loving, benevolent, and have a strong sense of justice. Jupiter is the largest planet in our solar system and is related symbolically to optimism, a love of freedom, new experiences, generosity, and expansiveness. In astrology, Jupiter is the planet of beneficence. Psychologically, Jupiter is linked with wisdom and is the guide of the psyche.To be added in Pisces: Jupiter is associated with the sign of Sagittarius and once it was also associated with Pisces, It can make its children overly-optimistic, self indulgent and conceited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whereincity.com/astrology/sagittarius.php"&gt;http://www.whereincity.com/astrology/sagittarius.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha lol I was bored. I shall go back to doing bio now! The ones in orange are my own thoughts, anyway, for the poor people who are wondering what they are. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves, Abigail!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-46025309583490985?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/46025309583490985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/05/sagittarius-ruled-by-jupiter-nov-23-dec.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/46025309583490985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/46025309583490985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/05/sagittarius-ruled-by-jupiter-nov-23-dec.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-7176566433698062601</id><published>2009-04-29T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:10:45.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man, I keep neglecting my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, nevermind, I shall breathe life back into it today! At least. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Today was damn gay!&lt;br /&gt;Spammed the webcam during chem with weiling, and got a lot of funny and unglam photos!&lt;br /&gt;Then it was damn funny, one part, we were taking the burst shots and doing weird funny actions, and mrs tan suddenly appeared behind us, and it was damn stupid!&lt;br /&gt;But we didn't get her on cam... D:&lt;br /&gt;But valerie got mrs lim! haha, i rushed in at the last minute, but I wasn't captured D: oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, and valerie very funny! Her pictures all super funny!&lt;br /&gt;And after school LY, tabitha and I went around the school to look for cars for the maths b project; we were still unsuccessful.&lt;br /&gt;I think next time must like go around during school hours because some might've left. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;I love the Les Choristes soundtrack! Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;And on another completely random note, going home today was cool too! I kept seeing NAPS people!&lt;br /&gt;I saw zhou hao and jarett on the bus! Haha, but they were like alighting, and I was way at the back and I totally didn't want to scream half across the bus to say 'hi' to some people who prolly won't be able to recognise me already, and are prolly in a rush to get off the bus so as to not irritate the bus driver or something.&lt;br /&gt;Then when I got down, I saw this other NASS person alight behind me, but wasn't really paying attention, and lagged for super long until I was walking back, like along crescent road, then the person like passed me, and I was like, holy shit, it's eric!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, was damn funny because I was like not sure if it was him, so I called him, and he was like not responding, so I was like wondering if I like, 认错人, then will be damn awkward, so I went and like slapped him on the back (by accident I swear. He was walking fast luh!) And he was like kena shock, like tabitha's look, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and he had to take off his headset before he could hear me, and he was like 'who are you?'&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, his voice is damn weird! And his specs look like juliana's one! The big black ones she lent us that time, hahahaha! Just smaller. But the frame is really similar!&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the time I bumped into vionna and some other NAPS/NASS people on the bus too!&lt;br /&gt;Aw crap shit. I haven't touched my maths b yet, SHIT. And MEP also.&lt;br /&gt;Shit shit shit. Excretion! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. Better be going then. BYE~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-7176566433698062601?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/7176566433698062601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/04/man-i-keep-neglecting-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/7176566433698062601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/7176566433698062601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/04/man-i-keep-neglecting-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-4271131367216290597</id><published>2009-04-13T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:37:43.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIHI~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, I haven't blogged in an eternity. My blog is DEAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I've decided to blog! Hahahaha. Well, that much is obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I feel very happy today! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324181243040526050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SeNKob86buI/AAAAAAAAAb8/OwFkfDTUOYo/s320/tastes+like+happy+by+%3Dkizioko+on+dA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yeap, happy like that!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I want to be part of such an epidemic!&lt;br /&gt;Where everybody pukes rainbows! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;The world would be so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;! LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, did bio presentation today!&lt;br /&gt;Although my group didn't like actually do a model on hair structure, we did make 3 wigs!&lt;br /&gt;I must say. Xie Ke makes a fine lady! Haha! So I thought even if we lose marks under like our model and stuffs, at least we save ourselves a bit under the interaction with the audience and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Then I learnt that the presentation marks was actually secondary to the marks from the model.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologise, it's too lateeee~! LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, we got back progress reports too!&lt;br /&gt;I did very average, I think. I could've done better... but at least I didn't flunk everything.&lt;br /&gt;I got a total of like 10 I think, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. I got a 1 for LA (ZOMG I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!), 2 for Chinese,  Science and Maths, 3 for Humanes, A for MEP! Whee! 3 cheers for MEP! MEP 石头! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Humanes like tarnished my entire thing. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I aim to get all 1s next term!&lt;br /&gt;Aka this term.&lt;br /&gt;Shit. I better buck up lol.&lt;br /&gt;But in the meantime, I'll bask in the temporary of unstressful life.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because I'm still feeding off the high I got yesterday for actually completing my bio lab report! WHOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;I swear. I can be superman!&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, no. I'm already a musketeer... oh wells. I can be a SUPER musketeer!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today's maths test. I think I can pass. Although I am rather sad that I ran out of time to complete the last question.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt: TIME MANAGEMENT. Don't dwadle, man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Choir was same as usual, tiring.&lt;br /&gt;Jolin broke down?!?!?!?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Zomg. Cheer up okay girl? There's still plenty of sunshine in this world!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that weird maoi song we're learning has this translated line, something about sun-pleated rainbows, ha ha! So cool!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha. First time in a long long time I have no work and actually could sleep at freaking 9:48!&lt;br /&gt;But I decided to piano a bit, (disturb the neighbours, whoops) and BLOG! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yups. I wanna sleep now!&lt;br /&gt;Be plenty energetic for tomorrow! Hahaha, byes~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;♥ABIGAIL :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-4271131367216290597?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/4271131367216290597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/04/hihi-haha-i-havent-blogged-in-eternity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/4271131367216290597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/4271131367216290597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/04/hihi-haha-i-havent-blogged-in-eternity.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SeNKob86buI/AAAAAAAAAb8/OwFkfDTUOYo/s72-c/tastes+like+happy+by+%3Dkizioko+on+dA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8201588832887471601.post-8877457696715067974</id><published>2009-03-29T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:24:02.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ha ha ha the choir camp ROCKED SOME SERIOUS SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha, even though it was RATHER short, yeah :D&lt;br /&gt;but it was FUN!&lt;br /&gt;the games were super fun, and the nightwalk was just cool!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha, brenda is damn imbar. her shriek was like... slicing through the night!&lt;br /&gt;damn cool!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha, and the games also fun, even though my group didn't win, we still won 4 out of 5 games!&lt;br /&gt;good job, team 1! wheeee! in my heart we are still the best :D&lt;br /&gt;ha ha. it also seems that whenever I go to choir I get injured some way or another, lol.&lt;br /&gt;I have like, a cut on my toe D; it hurts to walk without the plaster, but with the plaster it's fine :D&lt;br /&gt;ha ha, the catching game was fun. although I suspect that was where all the cuts came from.&lt;br /&gt;I kept forgetting and running out of the boundary. I didn't get caught though! :D&lt;br /&gt;I think I was running around for half a minute at the very least. ha ha. the catcher was irritated, ha ha! I forgot who :x during practice he was like 'YOU!' *points finger menancingly* ha ha lol.&lt;br /&gt;then the 007 was retarded. I ttly forgot to say 'bang' and just threw the water at the person, lol.&lt;br /&gt;then the passing the polo sweet was also retarded. tate was like laughing at the last minute, and the sweet like FLEW up, LOLLLLL!&lt;br /&gt;we were like all laughing!&lt;br /&gt;then the joke telling was retarded.&lt;br /&gt;julian, I blame you fully for implating all these sick jokes in my head.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, jolin, ben and I had to leave the next morning at aorund 10 because of the chinese proj.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun! I was interviewing people!&lt;br /&gt;our vid is gonna be SO DAMN AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;can't tell you yet though. later it so pro until people steal our idea. ha ha! &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;we watched hairspray after that! it was okay, until I started getting drowsy in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha, and then did choreo. it was so cool and uber FUN!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha, except for the traumatic part. where serene and I had to play the piano.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I am SO embarrassed. I shall now put in MORE MORE MORE effort to prevent history from repeating itself.&lt;br /&gt;oh, I can't believe I forgot to mention PT.&lt;br /&gt;friday's PT was okay, I dragged daphne at the last 100m and she was like more dead than alive after that!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;then saturday's PT we ran about 1.5 to the beach, then another 1.5 back.&lt;br /&gt;we played dog and bone there!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha :D it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;and for once, I actually caught the bone -.-&lt;br /&gt;ha ha! it's like, once in a blue moon thing okay!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;ya. that's it i think...&lt;br /&gt;for these few days...&lt;br /&gt;ha ha :D I want to sleep early today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; bye bye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-8877457696715067974?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/8877457696715067974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/03/ha-ha-ha-choir-camp-rocked-some-serious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/8877457696715067974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/8877457696715067974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/03/ha-ha-ha-choir-camp-rocked-some-serious.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-2134520486901536800</id><published>2009-03-23T15:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T15:24:29.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was wack-o!&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least, the today so far, yeah, ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;Is like, I thought we had to hand in ALL the hol hmk today, and I was panicking cos I haven't finished them yet.&lt;br /&gt;THen come chinese period, 高老师said that we can hand them up on Friday, wth.&lt;br /&gt;And the only hmk we had to hand in was maths A, which I'd left about 3 qns++. yeah, the ++ cos qn 11 had 3 parts, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Then is like, I stayed back after school to finish maths, and completed it over lunch with weiling, linying, charmaine, enoch and tianshu.&lt;br /&gt;At first only weiling, linying and i were there, then after we bought our food charmiane came over.&lt;br /&gt;Enoch and tianshu just like, appeared out of nowhere and scared the shit out of weiling, ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;linying was taking the doodle I did on the LA essay that was returned (I PASSED, YEAY!) and was trying to copy the face shape, before giving up or something and deciding to &lt;s&gt;ruin the hair&lt;/s&gt; shade in the hair, ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;after finishing the maths I pulled linying back to class with me to pass the maths worksheet to jeremy, only to realise that he'd already handed it up to mrs lim -.-&lt;br /&gt;so in the end we still had to go back to class and get my bag and tablet before going up to put the worksheet in mrs lim's pigeonhole.&lt;br /&gt;Whaaaaaaaaaat a waste of time!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha well, at least I got to piss linying off. Slightly. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I made linying accompany me to photocopy the chinese 课文 also cos I thought we had to use it today, but turned out that we needed it tomorrow, and linying didn't realise either, ha ha so we like ran back for maths (JUST IN TIME, as mrs lim was walking into class lol!) for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Hee &gt;D Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, and, for chinese, we changed groups.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm like in 红组 with gloria, enoch and jasmine, who was absent today.&lt;br /&gt;I still owe her her bio notes. :x&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got back our 作文, and I passed! Haha, by a few marks, I think :x Like LA.&lt;br /&gt;Got a C, overall. enoch got 41.5, that idiot, but his grade was C- &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, gloria was the only one who passed, and yet was the one with the highest grade, B.&lt;br /&gt;Enoch keeps insisting that the grade is counted seperately, but oh well, I still don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;And for our term 2 proj for chinese, it's damn fun!&lt;br /&gt;We're to make a short film of like, about 5 min to promote Chinatown in SG! XD&lt;br /&gt;So fun, right?&lt;br /&gt;We were thinking of a main topic to focus on, and other groups like snapped up food and everything already, so in the end we chose 'diversity of people' as our theme.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know how to say in chinese, so we just said in english and 高老师 was like, giving us the look she always gives when she think's you're siao or something, ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;There's also supposed to be a slogan of some sort, so i was like "how about 'no matter what colour you are, you'll fit in in SG'?"&lt;br /&gt;Gloria and enoch just diao-ed me, like wth. haha!&lt;br /&gt;Then I was saying that for our powerpoint presentation, for the first page when we introduce our topic, we should have a humungous '人' in the middle of the page, and we colour it many different colours, ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;Then to video it, we were thinking of going around showing that there's ang mohs, and indians and malays, and not just chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Enoch was wondering what we would do if we couldn't find any bangalas, as he so put it, and gloria and I were like saying that he could dress up as one, and since he was already so black it would be easy! LOL &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sians, later still need to go back for pdp.&lt;br /&gt;I came home so that I could access the internet :x&lt;br /&gt;My tablet &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; cannot freaking connect to TJCWLAN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;D&lt; tsk.&lt;br /&gt;I keep forgetting to look for the IT person.&lt;br /&gt;Remind me, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I gtg ler! Play games :D Monty introduced this cute website with cute games!&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha, bye~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-2134520486901536800?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/2134520486901536800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-was-wack-o-well-at-least-today-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/2134520486901536800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/2134520486901536800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-was-wack-o-well-at-least-today-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-859716184760998047</id><published>2009-03-21T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T18:23:09.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ha ha, today is damn sian man!&lt;br /&gt;msned the whole afternoon away, when I wanted to work on my ff &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hooked on &lt;u&gt;Owl City&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hello Seattle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am an albatross"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth?! So cute right! Ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I officially love &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;KakuHidan&lt;/span&gt; almost as much as &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;NaruSasu&lt;/span&gt;! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian was online! Ha ha, rare phenomenon!&lt;br /&gt;She was sharing lots of Naruto stuff!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha, lol, I seriously needed that dose of Naruto fun! &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;The foreboding end of the holidays is sad, even though it wasn't much of a holiday, ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;Here's some of the fun links! ZOMG, I love Naruto, ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtFnsqphooU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtFnsqphooU&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt; (if you don't see any of them, at least see this one! We should have ttly done this for CCHMS Drama Nite '07!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kantayra.livejournal.com/417452.html#cutid1"&gt;http://kantayra.livejournal.com/417452.html#cutid1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kantayra.livejournal.com/416030.html#cutid1"&gt;http://kantayra.livejournal.com/416030.html#cutid1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alexiussana.deviantart.com/art/That-British-So-unSkilful-115238834"&gt;http://alexiussana.deviantart.com/art/That-British-So-unSkilful-115238834 &lt;/a&gt; &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kisukaite.deviantart.com/art/HWFC01-Germany-VS-Austria-115191880"&gt;http://kisukaite.deviantart.com/art/HWFC01-Germany-VS-Austria-115191880&lt;/a&gt; AHAHAHAHA!!! &gt;D please see this too, even if you don't read hetalia like me, although under julian's influence I probably will in the near future! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, dad actually wanted to bring the family to Phuket for scuba-diving, but we cancelled in the end, so to make up for it, he brought us to Vivo GV GOLD CLASS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha, it's DAMN cool okay!&lt;br /&gt;Lol, we watched Dragonball, and even though the movie wasn't that nice, the nice-ness of the gold class made up for it, even though it's freaking expensive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had like, a one-seater sofa for each person, and the chairs/sofas were arranged in pairs, with a small table thingi in the middle, you know, like those lecture chairs and all, with those tables, except this table is non-mobile.&lt;br /&gt;The chair is damn fun, it's SUPER cushy, and you can lean all the way back, and raise your feet up real high!&lt;br /&gt;My dad was being retarded (again) saying that his feet were blocking his view!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! XD&lt;br /&gt;They also had menus for ordering stuff, and they actually serve FOOD as in, not junk, but meals!&lt;br /&gt;But we ordered snacks, and I shared this coke float with my sis :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then after that we bought madagascar 2 and The Dark Knight!!!&lt;br /&gt;Like, at long last I get to watch what I was deprived of for so long! XD&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha, I LOVE &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;KING JULIAN&lt;/span&gt;, MAN! Ha ha ha! That guy is nutty!&lt;br /&gt;And, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heath_Ledger"&gt;Heath Ledger&lt;/a&gt; is an AMAZING joker.&lt;br /&gt;I was so sad after the movie. D;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha, but it &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;rocked some serious shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, royston and I were fooling around with the inking function on msn just now, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Long time since I saw any of the Hosanna people, ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;This video he asked me to see is just too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oNS6SUe-kGc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oNS6SUe-kGc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha, yeah, well, I gtg ler!&lt;br /&gt;See ya :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;s!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-859716184760998047?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/859716184760998047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/03/ha-ha-today-is-damn-sian-man-msned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/859716184760998047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/859716184760998047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/03/ha-ha-today-is-damn-sian-man-msned.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-868753580294407696</id><published>2009-03-12T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:13:22.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh, I DON'T WANT TO DO BIO.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't touched it at all, and I still don't feel like, what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;so I shall waste time here, blogging!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;you know.&lt;br /&gt;I am damn retarded.&lt;br /&gt;my blog was dead&lt;br /&gt;cos i forgot to tell everyone that i moved!&lt;br /&gt;HA HA, retarded right? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so anyways, today in school was damn slack.&lt;br /&gt;we played a lot of piano too, ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;during break with weiling, then valerie, then after school with linying.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which.&lt;br /&gt;after school linying and I wanted to try to make our own transcription of the bambi songs.&lt;br /&gt;so we like brought our bags and everything to the piano to play.&lt;br /&gt;and we just sat down, when some random guy like came and asked if he could borrow the piano, "very fast one."&lt;br /&gt;yeah, then in the end, more people came, and THEY started playing, and the guy who first asked was like saying "I feel very bad" but still didn't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;I think we waited at least a good 5 minutes and more before they all left.&lt;br /&gt;THEY EVEN FREAKING DROPPED MY BAG AND HARRASSED MR BORANGE WHICH I LEFT ON TOP OF THE PIANO!&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;mr borange was wearing this really cute shark's fin on his head, cos we presented the "Save the Sharks" talk in class today, and mr borange was our non-official mascot.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, ha ha forgot to take pics.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, we got the whole right hand part of 'Through Your Eyes', and one line of 'There is Life' cos I got sian of that song.&lt;br /&gt;'Through Your Eyes' is nicer! ha ha &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;and valerie is DAMN SUPER PRO.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a super memory like hers. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and vikhash's new nickname is VICKY!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha! it was damn funny. he now has the same name as my dog!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;jeremy is jenny!&lt;br /&gt;enoch is annie!&lt;br /&gt;xie ke is ke ke!&lt;br /&gt;tian shu - i dunno, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played a lot of icy too.&lt;br /&gt;I suck like shit.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha! but my combos are not bad! just that after every super long combo I will get blocked by the "AMAZING" thing and just like die. ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. I gtg now, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;bi-o is calling! ha ha, learn from yu qing!&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and I have to study theory too.&lt;br /&gt;otherwise I can just kiss goodbye the £50.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha! bye~ :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-868753580294407696?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/868753580294407696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/03/argh-i-dont-want-to-do-bio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/868753580294407696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/868753580294407696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/03/argh-i-dont-want-to-do-bio.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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-8201588832887471601.post-7976139738309264425</id><published>2009-03-08T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:02:14.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEE, NEW SKIN AND NEW URL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ha ha ha, super sian manz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm supposed to be doing my bio hmk, since I wanted to make constructive use of my insomnia. ha ha, apparently, it isn't really working, this plan of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, I don't think I told you about my plaster, right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310481068876626530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SbKeZWDT-mI/AAAAAAAAAbU/wq9yfhDgU1Q/s320/Image35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310481065307481442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SbKeZIwXJWI/AAAAAAAAAbM/cHQb9Aqa9CQ/s320/Image31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ha ha, now you see, right? ha ha lol.&lt;br /&gt;if it's still purple on monday, I'm wearing it to school.&lt;br /&gt;it all happened on friday. during the dog and bone game in choir.&lt;br /&gt;some random person, I dunno who, like accidentally elbowed me in the nose, and I didn't realised it was bleeding until much later, being the lagger extraodinaire when the nose piece of my specs had chafed the wound quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, but the strange thing is that it wasn't that painful.&lt;br /&gt;just a bit of throbbing at first, then it sort of numbened. yeah. if that's the term, ha ha! not sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lol my piano teacher was shocked when she saw it.&lt;br /&gt;when I came into the class she was like&lt;br /&gt;“哎哟怎么粘上那么大的呢？”lol! ha ha &gt;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today's weather was nice.&lt;br /&gt;I like rain storms. I dunno, they're... kinda majestic, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;well. at least to me, they are.&lt;br /&gt;I was baking the cookies for service learning today when it started to rain.&lt;br /&gt;you know the first 12 cookies that I put in the large oven all got charred like, completely black. see?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312223609093998226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SbjPOiN9xpI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Nkx1Yk-SzWc/s320/DSC00518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so my maid like suggested that I use the small oven.&lt;br /&gt;and it worked!&lt;br /&gt;the small oven was MUCH better. ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so in the end, they turned out quite fine. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh I just remembered.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that the concert I was going to watch at the NUS observatory whatever place with the MEP people was today.&lt;br /&gt;so i was like smsing valerie wong, weiling, samantha and tabitha and all, asking if we were meeting somewhere first.&lt;br /&gt;then val replied the fastest, saying she also got piano, so her mom fetch her there, then weiling said she got theory exam or something in the afternoon, but she should be able to make it.&lt;br /&gt;then tabitha was like talking about how she actually wanted our group to meet up for bio and humanes before the concert but then cannot cos I had piano until 6.30.&lt;br /&gt;then FINALLY samantha called me and like told me that the concert was next week. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IT WAS LIKE DAMN FREAKING DIAO LAHHH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lol. haha! XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lols anyway. I think I will stop crapping now.&lt;br /&gt;bye :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8201588832887471601-7976139738309264425?l=orange-lullabies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/feeds/7976139738309264425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/03/whee-new-skin-and-new-url-ha-ha-ha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/7976139738309264425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8201588832887471601/posts/default/7976139738309264425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://orange-lullabies.blogspot.com/2009/03/whee-new-skin-and-new-url-ha-ha-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>ABIGAIL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17704008796888381377</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sDnPBbJdieE/SbKeZWDT-mI/AAAAAAAAAbU/wq9yfhDgU1Q/s72-c/Image35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
