<?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-4622794026991863641</id><updated>2012-01-15T04:27:15.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: in heaven or on earth ::</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-1078632365121731817</id><published>2010-04-19T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:35:00.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Birthday Phenomenon (though not mine :-p it is true to its word)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A shock of shocks, I promise. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And as promised, Cleverly Inked had her coming of age (hush, hush) and gave an excellent&amp;nbsp;review of her swag-gerific giveaway! So&amp;nbsp;much happened all on one day that you have to actually sit - if you're standing -&amp;nbsp;and will probably jump up -&amp;nbsp;if you're sitting! (Do you really need to know how excited I am? Maybe more "!!!!!") And I suggest that happens now, I'll begin as she did, but skipping ahead to her prizes that could v. well be won (even a cake has been made, though that's not part of it, I'm afraid):&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christine Brodien-Jones&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The Owl Keeper: The Owl Keeper hardback 2 bookmarks 2 postcards 4 business cards ceramic hand-painted owl from Argentina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(who's birthday came, the book not the author)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janni Lee Simner&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Bones of Faerie paperback Thief Eyes hardback &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel Ward&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Num8ers Hardback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathryn Erskine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Quaking paperack (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Peace Magnet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Imagine keychain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Mousepad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;14 quaking tattoos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Julie Anne Peters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;By The Time You Read This, I'll Be Dead hardback (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Anti harm pin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;beautiful crochet bookmark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aimee Friedman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Sea Change hardback (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April Lurie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;the Less-Dead hardback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christina Meldrum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2 Madapple hardback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisa Schroeder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;7 I Heart You, You Haunt Me bookmarks (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;7 Chasing Brooklyn bookmarks (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jame Richards&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;5 Three Rivers Rising postcards (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1 Class of 2010 bookmark (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jessica Brody&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;5 Karma book samplers (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amy Brecount White&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Forget-Her-Nots:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;9 large bookmarks (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;6 small bookmarks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;4 pins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;7 postcards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1 Language of Flowers; Kate Greenaway used in the book by her MC (signed by Amy Brecount White)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jennifer R. Hubbard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;5 The Secret Year bookmarks (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1 Julia's miniature journal from The Secret Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kimberly Derting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The Body Finder:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;10 stickers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;10 stickers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;10 bookmarks (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1 bag for books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Skyler White&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;25 And Falling, Fly bookmarks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;25 And Falling, Fly Damned Tattoo's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wendy Toliver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The Secret Life of a Teenage Siren paperback (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;11 Lifted bookmarks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;10 Miss Match/The Secret Life of a Teenage Siren bookmarks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2 Business Cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jennifer Murgia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Angel Star:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1 Angel Feather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;6 bookmarks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2 Octagram cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jen Nadol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;6 The Mark bookmarks (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joelle Anthony&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Restoring Harmony:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3 postcards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3 magnets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3 business cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3 post-its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bryan Davis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3 Starlighter paperback (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;15 Starlighter bookmarks (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janette Rallison&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;My Double Life (ARC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jennifer Laurens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2 Heavenly paperback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1 Falling For Romeo paperback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1 A Season Of Eden paperback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2 Spiral Journals Real Angels DON'T Fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3 Season Of Eden bookmarks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3 Heavenly bookmarks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1 T-Shirt Real Angels DON'T Fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2 Posters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natasha Friend&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;For Keeps (ARC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa De La Cruz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Van Alen Legacy; Blue Bloods Series book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emma McLaughlin&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Nicola Kraus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2 Dedication (signed)US ONLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2 The Real Real (signed)US ONLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adele Griffin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The Julian Game (ARC Signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The Knavehearts Curse; A Vampire Island Story paperback (Signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beth Fantaskey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Jessica's Guide to Dating on the Dark Side paperback (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jessica Leader&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2 Nice and Mean bookmarks (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gail Carriger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Changeless book (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angie Frazier&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;5 Everlasting bookmarks (signed) 2 Everlasting pins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shari Maurer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;5 Change of Heart mini soccor balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meridi Myer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Titus and Atreus paperback (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Titus and Atreus bookmark (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah Beth Durst&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;10 ICE postcards (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amy Huntley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The Everafter hardback (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3 bookmarks (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elizabeth Scott&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2 Love You Hate You Miss You hardback (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maria Semple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;This One is MINE paperback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anne Spollen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Light Beneath Ferns paperback (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa Walker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Lovestruck Summer book (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chloe Neill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Firespell book (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeaniene Frost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;4 Night Huntress Series bookmarks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2 business cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;4 bookplates (signed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zetta Elliot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2 A Wish After Midnight paperback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simone Elkeles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Perfect Chemistry paperback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Rules of Attraction hardback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisa Grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, 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Kling&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;14 Sea bookmarks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barbara Dee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;this is me from now on paperback&lt;br /&gt;2 swag pouches (so cute) "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*BREATHE*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I just exceeded the limit of palpitations I can get when looking at so many pretty books! It's nerve-wracking, and thankfully there aren't more to scare me (though the amount is magnificent, isn't it?).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unfortunately, there's non an entry that can go through me - I'm just the messenger - so you have to make it to her blog via&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://cleverlyinked.blogspot.com/2010/04/birthday-phenomenon.html"&gt;http://cleverlyinked.blogspot.com/2010/04/birthday-phenomenon.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;(which is a direct link anyway). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have fun and HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, LIZ!!! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-1078632365121731817?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/1078632365121731817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=1078632365121731817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1078632365121731817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1078632365121731817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2010/04/birthday-phenomenon-though-not-mine-p.html' title='A Birthday Phenomenon (though not mine :-p it is true to its word)'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-4747559287636240728</id><published>2010-03-13T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T23:04:00.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Storywings' 49 Followers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Congratulations to Storywings for achieving her 49 (and I'm sure so much more now) followers!&lt;br /&gt;And in the spirit of this blessed event, there is a contest for all and everyone to enter!&lt;br /&gt;The books are amazing!&lt;br /&gt;What a thrill :)&lt;br /&gt;*fingers and toes crossed for me, though*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flit away to her blog here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://storywings.blogspot.com/2010/02/49-followers-contest.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-4747559287636240728?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/4747559287636240728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=4747559287636240728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/4747559287636240728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/4747559287636240728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2010/03/storywings-49-followers.html' title='Storywings&apos; 49 Followers'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-366368969379576344</id><published>2010-02-25T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:04:00.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a SHARPIE and witty mind is mine</title><content type='html'>Happy (and probably belated now) Birthday to Lena.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to wish her, &lt;br /&gt;or get a Sharpie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://castergirls.com/lenas-birthday-contest/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is where you can find your place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-366368969379576344?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/366368969379576344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=366368969379576344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/366368969379576344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/366368969379576344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2010/02/sharpie-and-witty-mind-is-mine.html' title='a SHARPIE and witty mind is mine'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-4803282640565570270</id><published>2010-02-17T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T15:12:00.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raven</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV style="WIDTH: auto" align=center&gt; &lt;A href=" http://www.allisonvandiepen.com/raven.htm " target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG border=0 alt=Photobucket src= " http://i839.photobucket.com/albums/zz312/HushHushFan/RavenBanner2-468x90.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think Caesar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I came, I saw, I conquered&lt;/em&gt; death however not (apparently)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-4803282640565570270?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/4803282640565570270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=4803282640565570270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/4803282640565570270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/4803282640565570270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2010/02/raven.html' title='Raven'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-1286865195633224384</id><published>2009-12-21T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T05:54:16.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Mass</title><content type='html'>Spiritual. Enlightening. Pure awesomeness ( thank you, Tiffany, for that word. It's stuck now :| )&lt;br /&gt;Divine Mercy was different than Holy Trinity for masses. &lt;br /&gt;I figure they got the comments kids made to liven up a mass with songs. &lt;br /&gt;It was all there. My gosh. &lt;br /&gt;Especially with the healing at the end - they were fantastic. &lt;br /&gt;I felt something, possibly entering me. Then later, I just felt numb. &lt;br /&gt;It was terrific! &lt;br /&gt;Though I was able to smell something... Do priests wear cologne? &lt;br /&gt;We had one from Novena, Father Parrera (I think it's spelt). &lt;br /&gt;He was truly amazing, and I didn't need to go to him to see his work. &lt;br /&gt;80-90% of the people that went to him were fainting (I won't say the simile here), from the light-hearted to the young-faces. My mom told me one of the girls was shaking. I never felt so in awe, or that tiny bit frightened. All part of the process, I guess :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-1286865195633224384?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/1286865195633224384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=1286865195633224384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1286865195633224384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1286865195633224384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2009/12/youth-mass.html' title='Youth Mass'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-1363205026840573694</id><published>2009-12-05T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T22:55:00.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This only happens when a New Moon rises...</title><content type='html'>I'm finally doing this blogging thing again. I missed this. The having no-word limit though, just that. &lt;br /&gt;Honestly, how was New Moon for all of you? &lt;br /&gt;It was worth it. I thank my God and Rachael and Shermaine for helping me when I was trapped within those two train doors. I didn't feel the pain till later, actually. Just numb, not immortal. ..Thankfully, I only got away with a scar on my forearm. Photos remain private though. &lt;br /&gt;I'm just on my bum watching Twilight on Star Movies. It's fantastic as I remember (I love the baseball scene!). Of course I can't choose between Twilight and New Moon. Though the latter is definitely awesome. Best movie this year! Unconditionally. Except for that Kristen kissing Robert parts. Ugh. &lt;br /&gt;I teared up like during Twilight. Couldn't see where. My eyes watered too much.. 4 or 5 times. Eesh. &lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I love Edward to death. Bella in character isn't bad either. It's just.. figuring Jacob could care so much about her and it was touching. (It just happened till she only wanted Edward); for her to fill the void, the hole that was punched in her chest, but when she left him to find Edward. I found it cruel. She hurt him so much, even in the end, in wolf form you could see the pain. Even though Bella isn't exactly a two-timer (leetle bitty unfair). &lt;br /&gt;[SHE IS TOTALLY OVERACTING! She sounds like a motorcycle..&lt;br /&gt;My mom is getting Twilight.. but I must explain *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Her thoughts confuse me so much.] &lt;br /&gt;And I heard from the special sneak interviews that there was an MTV blogger who won the chance to watch the special fight scene (she was the FIRST ever!). And Robert asked her as if he were proposing. I couldn't be more envious :(  and envy is never good.&lt;br /&gt;And I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; completely frightened I might have broken my cable box (mom was livid and looked like a death-bringer while the thing went hay-wire) but I prayed - literally down on my knees since I had to throw something - and I asked Him to fix it. It worked. I trusted Him. Thank God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-1363205026840573694?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/1363205026840573694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=1363205026840573694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1363205026840573694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1363205026840573694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-only-happens-when-new-moon-rises.html' title='This only happens when a New Moon rises...'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-8321256464284047289</id><published>2008-12-11T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:00:00.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Programme: Prime Time Morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel: Channel New Asia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day/Date: Friday, 12 December 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 7 am - 9.30 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes: Keep a look out for the Movie and the Soundtrack review by Melanie Oliveiro on ‘Zoom In’ and a MediaCorp DJ on ‘Hit List’ respectively. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programme: Making of Twilight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel: Channel 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day/Date: Friday, 19 December 2008 OR Monday, 22 December 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 6.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes: The date for the ‘Making of Twilight’ has not been confirmed yet. We will let you guys know as soon as we are informed the confirmed the dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programme: The Ellen DeGeneres Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel: Channel 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day/Date: Wednesday, 31 December 2008 AND Friday, 2 January 2009 (REPEAT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 4.30 pm and 9.30 am respectively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes: This episode features Robert Pattinson (and John Travolta) as guests on the Ellen DeGeneres Show.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found that on this Twilight Singapore web site. hopefully dad can bring me his video camera before tomorrow. where are you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the article from a while back, it actually said they weren't vampire novel fans, just for Twilight. dang ticked. 'cos i love both :) ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I've just sent an SMS for the Twilight movie contest. I'm praying. inevitably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better continue my stories. i keep having new ideas but i haven't got past the idea. need to write. write, write, write. right. bubbye now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*poof*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-8321256464284047289?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/8321256464284047289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=8321256464284047289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8321256464284047289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8321256464284047289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-5690871109579905974</id><published>2008-12-05T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T14:34:00.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the perfect Romeo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/STjNVWiKy3I/AAAAAAAAAt8/m78h6p6JZB8/s1600-h/the+perfect+Romeo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/STjNVWiKy3I/AAAAAAAAAt8/m78h6p6JZB8/s320/the+perfect+Romeo.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276192730174376818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i created this today on BuddyTV. &lt;br /&gt;oh, i absolutely adore Edward :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;text:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fierce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexiest of the undead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only man to follow his heart and not his stomach&lt;br /&gt;- as far as i know anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing more mesmerizing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back so soon you won't have time to miss me. Look after my heart - I've left it with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-5690871109579905974?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/5690871109579905974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=5690871109579905974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5690871109579905974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5690871109579905974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/12/perfect-romeo.html' title='the perfect Romeo'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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/_4nTmc3qEjzg/STjNVWiKy3I/AAAAAAAAAt8/m78h6p6JZB8/s72-c/the+perfect+Romeo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-7959581285645523200</id><published>2008-11-03T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T07:05:29.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SRb7_xvcZ8I/AAAAAAAAAt0/cjoxyUsUTPQ/s1600-h/Photo0445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SRb7_xvcZ8I/AAAAAAAAAt0/cjoxyUsUTPQ/s320/Photo0445.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266673887359035330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SRb7_yWNYrI/AAAAAAAAAts/aujlfijQVEs/s1600-h/Photo0444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SRb7_yWNYrI/AAAAAAAAAts/aujlfijQVEs/s320/Photo0444.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266673887521628850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SRb7_rVd_HI/AAAAAAAAAtk/RIjOi33oCOo/s1600-h/Photo0442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SRb7_rVd_HI/AAAAAAAAAtk/RIjOi33oCOo/s320/Photo0442.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266673885639474290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SRb7_VKrthI/AAAAAAAAAtc/EtdaoL92SWI/s1600-h/Photo0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SRb7_VKrthI/AAAAAAAAAtc/EtdaoL92SWI/s320/Photo0441.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266673879688656402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SRb7_A8D5vI/AAAAAAAAAtU/fJ1Gi_VmOBY/s1600-h/Photo0440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SRb7_A8D5vI/AAAAAAAAAtU/fJ1Gi_VmOBY/s320/Photo0440.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266673874258618098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's soo tasty. a kinder but i prefer my kitkat, though mom says i can't eat that now because of the 'made in:'. it's mega soft. my first time in awhile from having chocolate in my mouth :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-7959581285645523200?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/7959581285645523200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=7959581285645523200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7959581285645523200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7959581285645523200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-treat.html' title='my treat'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SRb7_xvcZ8I/AAAAAAAAAt0/cjoxyUsUTPQ/s72-c/Photo0445.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-7417801792866000402</id><published>2008-11-02T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:17:41.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ow ow ow</title><content type='html'>seriously. my feet hurt &lt;strong&gt;SOOOOO&lt;/strong&gt; much. i got blisters on top of blisters, scratches and the soles of my feet are fire engine-red! i really shouldn't have tried to walk in those stupid gel shoes! transparent, sturdy and causes pain. &lt;em&gt;of&lt;/em&gt; course. i went to Bugis, actually, with my mom and we went to an eatery called Fisherio or something along those lines. turns out they were branched from Phin's and i absolutely adore that restaurant. i had fish &amp; chips, though the fish was a little more than oily and so my mom had me try her chicken. we both loved it. we went to the library there and my mom found this Christian book, the chapters were written by Biblical standards. i can't wait to read it! (matilda actually told me before about &lt;em&gt;First &lt;/em&gt;having Twilight in it, so i checked out the news stand but it was the only copy so i said i'll wait) but turns out there was another book i wanted and it was back at Pasir Ris, so she called my maid to the station and i changed to my slippers when the train ride ended. i had plasters all over my feet already and it looked so weird! but they eased the pain. i found plenty of books - they increased the whole thing to 8 books :) thankfully, my mom made a decision to check outside of the mall where another stand was and we found it! i figured God helped me more than sheer luck. now i got &lt;em&gt;First &lt;/em&gt;and i'm so pshyced to read it! anyway, i definitely don't think i'll be able to make it to the class party anyway. ah, well. more time for me to sleep, then :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-7417801792866000402?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/7417801792866000402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=7417801792866000402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7417801792866000402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7417801792866000402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/11/ow-ow-ow.html' title='ow ow ow'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-1358180362080119713</id><published>2008-10-31T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T07:02:08.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween barbecue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SRb7aYNgbHI/AAAAAAAAAtM/-DxwmO2gJNo/s1600-h/Photo0439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SRb7aYNgbHI/AAAAAAAAAtM/-DxwmO2gJNo/s320/Photo0439.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266673244850646130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We - mildred, her mom, my mom and me - went for my tuition teacher's barbecue at Downtown East Costa Sands' Resort. late, as usual. at first we made one gigantic round then we finally found the door. turns out, when we went outside to the pit, we could've actually just walked down a little bit and turned into the same place. almost everyone was there - a few girls and guys from mildred's class, other levels and nicholas. mdm lee was actually happy that i came because there was finally someone besides her own family that knew him. i wonder what happened to some of them, like yi ying and her brother, gabriel, deborah.. not that i knew all of them. but definitely the first thing the girls from the other class said to be was "Jade, emmanuel's here." and he went like that the whole night. i could've hit somebody. but i remained calm - whatever that was left anyway. mdm lee told me before that she said to them i had a crush on him - puh-leese. he denied it and so did i. weirdest thing was, when i came into a room, he went out of it. coincidental. most of the time they played 'catching', i was at the barbecue pit watching mdm lee's maid and nicholas cook the susages, ham, chicken and otah. he pronounced my name differently, something like "Jada", but so does everyone else and he's kind of musically inclined. he even brought his guitar. i have no idea if the game they played advanced to 'hide &amp; seek' because two of the guys came into the room to hide and soon everyone started playing mdm lee's son's game - real childish one with mickey mouse and all that. i will never get the images out of my head. i got bored quickly, though, so when it hit 9, i went back outside with mildred to eat some dinner - i was pretty stuffed but i managed some type of chocolate ice-cream float :) and she didn't eat so she had sweet and sour pork. some of the guys went outside with mdm lee and her son to look at the Halloween parade. didn't get a chance to see any, though. i'm finding a way now to just wanting to get to KL which mildred's mom said had an enormous Borders! maybe i'll schedule something with rachael and her mom since we're too busy to go in december (which is when the other two want to go) for two reasons, 1) i want to watch Twilight!! &amp; 2) my mom's got stuff on.&lt;br /&gt;i just thank God that everyone made it back from the sports trip all right - well, besides the scolding some of them got but hey :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-1358180362080119713?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/1358180362080119713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=1358180362080119713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1358180362080119713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1358180362080119713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-barbeque.html' title='Halloween barbecue'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SRb7aYNgbHI/AAAAAAAAAtM/-DxwmO2gJNo/s72-c/Photo0439.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-1563157773885689222</id><published>2008-10-27T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T08:32:53.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQiByxw4S-I/AAAAAAAAAsc/HbGrN78BVn0/s1600-h/Photo0432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQiByxw4S-I/AAAAAAAAAsc/HbGrN78BVn0/s320/Photo0432.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262598873934220258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! &lt;br /&gt;i finally wore &lt;br /&gt;my shades when i was &lt;br /&gt;headed to a book sale.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-1563157773885689222?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/1563157773885689222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=1563157773885689222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1563157773885689222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1563157773885689222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay-i-finally-wore-my-shades-when-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQiByxw4S-I/AAAAAAAAAsc/HbGrN78BVn0/s72-c/Photo0432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-9065462960867663088</id><published>2008-10-25T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T08:30:55.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQiBRpwuP1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/15qndquEIbI/s1600-h/Photo0420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQiBRpwuP1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/15qndquEIbI/s320/Photo0420.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262598304850394962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQiAJfjAT1I/AAAAAAAAAsM/qAeCYYGV_hY/s1600-h/Photo0424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQiAJfjAT1I/AAAAAAAAAsM/qAeCYYGV_hY/s320/Photo0424.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262597065157922642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQiAJBilORI/AAAAAAAAAsE/-v8a9UXVXT0/s1600-h/Photo0423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQiAJBilORI/AAAAAAAAAsE/-v8a9UXVXT0/s320/Photo0423.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262597057103083794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQiAI1lVUdI/AAAAAAAAAr8/3csVN--IQ90/s1600-h/Photo0422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQiAI1lVUdI/AAAAAAAAAr8/3csVN--IQ90/s320/Photo0422.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262597053893398994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;VideoID=4088318&lt;br /&gt;it took me a while, but i found it after searching (for 5 minutes only :) ) through who its by, i check the videos (206 of them) and just click on the next one.&lt;br /&gt;there wasn't a direct link from anywhere. ridiculously so.&lt;br /&gt;the rest i &lt;em&gt;need &lt;/em&gt;to look for is looking at MySpaceTV from Yahoo!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm totally exhausted. i had training today (instead of going for church con 1 camp). i had to call the girls that weren't there since marga, cheryl and samantha were confirmed at camp. none picked up (for the numbers i had only, though) but then sonia called me later. yun lin and sonia had to run 6 &amp; i thought 5 rounds were a strain on me. thank goodness i made it before mr siddiq. mr fati had me use a stick i had my eye on for awhile. and i still have it now. and i was so up for watching him try to hit me with the ball (he was using a stick, of course) but he didn't manage, and i already was up against a wall, arms folded; right leg bent at the knee, foot on the wall (i was remaining cool and calm :) ha ha). plus, i had chloe hanging around me today. thoroughly creepy. anyway, i need my stick for floorball (it costs $60), but the blade's dinged up from the last time i tried it.&lt;br /&gt;i went to white sands with matilda and michelle to have some lunch and i couldn't believe i saw the Twilight book in Popular but it had the movie cover (my mom told me about it)!!! unbelieveable. matilda also said she's going to get it even though she already has Twilight. &lt;br /&gt;Farhana said her sister wants to get Breaking Dawn, so maybe she'll get the one with the tattoo :)&lt;br /&gt;which was a question i wanted to ask: is it green or yellow? anyone can put their input.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-9065462960867663088?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/9065462960867663088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=9065462960867663088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/9065462960867663088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/9065462960867663088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/10/httpvids.html' title=''/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQiBRpwuP1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/15qndquEIbI/s72-c/Photo0420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-5657515096119813408</id><published>2008-10-24T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:06:00.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cactus hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQHkSlmBRMI/AAAAAAAAArM/Kbwee5LFohg/s1600-h/Photo0419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQHkSlmBRMI/AAAAAAAAArM/Kbwee5LFohg/s320/Photo0419.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736847725806786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the name is self explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's one of my cacti. &lt;br /&gt;one whole 'left hand'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-5657515096119813408?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/5657515096119813408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=5657515096119813408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5657515096119813408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5657515096119813408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/10/cactus-hand.html' title='cactus hand'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQHkSlmBRMI/AAAAAAAAArM/Kbwee5LFohg/s72-c/Photo0419.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-3659261496167369811</id><published>2008-10-23T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:18:20.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a closing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQh_8DD0aEI/AAAAAAAAAr0/OngHJ82Lwjg/s1600-h/Photo0430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQh_8DD0aEI/AAAAAAAAAr0/OngHJ82Lwjg/s320/Photo0430.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262596834172627010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQh_7wLuWfI/AAAAAAAAArs/V6-1vp6hE3M/s1600-h/Photo0429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQh_7wLuWfI/AAAAAAAAArs/V6-1vp6hE3M/s320/Photo0429.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262596829105510898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQh_7vQFeNI/AAAAAAAAArk/Urljm4_Le3E/s1600-h/Photo0428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQh_7vQFeNI/AAAAAAAAArk/Urljm4_Le3E/s320/Photo0428.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262596828855367890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQh_7sI9eTI/AAAAAAAAArc/yOeojMgcQqc/s1600-h/Photo0426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQh_7sI9eTI/AAAAAAAAArc/yOeojMgcQqc/s320/Photo0426.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262596828020177202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQh_7Q_gYdI/AAAAAAAAArU/60ToDNU7Qew/s1600-h/Photo0425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQh_7Q_gYdI/AAAAAAAAArU/60ToDNU7Qew/s320/Photo0425.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262596820732764626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;it's over. school's finally out! (excluding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; time during the holidays)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;we had the End of Year Service today - and no, it wasn't a mass. sadly. we ran through the memories and pictures of the year, like Camp Corri and the Sports Carnival. then we had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;indian&lt;/span&gt; dance girls perform and some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;malay&lt;/span&gt; girls sing - at least, i think they did. it was v. touching. and they gave out the prizes today. turns out, we &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; get Best Decorated Class! ha! and 3rd for the Inter Class &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Floorball&lt;/span&gt; Competition we had between the sec 1s - well, most of them anyway. we got a nail-clipper-bottle-opener combo. for it. well, at least it's... practical. i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;we got back our report books today. i didn't do as bad as i thought, actually. i got Grade 2 for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;, as expected. i passed everything (mostly Grade 4s) except for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;. of course. Grade A for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;CMECS&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; dance, and C for drama. i got 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; in class and 23rd in the level. no one in either classes is going to express. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;then i had training at 4 pm, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;amira&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt; and i wasted time at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tampines&lt;/span&gt; mall and century square (i showed them the way from the bus stop opposite the church). we ate lunch (pizzas for me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;spaghetti&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;amira&lt;/span&gt;) at pizza hut (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;matilda&lt;/span&gt; went somewhere else with her group and i saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;priscilla&lt;/span&gt; and her friends) and they had dessert at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;swenses&lt;/span&gt;. thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt;, i think everyone exceeded their budget. after we ate desert though, amira complained that the service was bad and they decided to write that down on the receipt. claire added some pictures and a "peace out". it was hilarious. even more so when after that we made a quick exit and michelle said she saw some of the waiters open the receipt book and look at it, then laughed. ha ha. we were laughing the whole way. but wasting around four hours (since 10+ AM) there is pointless and, trust me, we got bored, fast. we went back to school at around 2:30 PM. they wasted time, again. i read for most of it while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt; played music from my phone. then training started, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;fatin&lt;/span&gt; (1/1) had to run 10 rounds because of the money for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;malaysian&lt;/span&gt; trip, i don't think she even told her mom that. the rest of us (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;fatin&lt;/span&gt; [1/8] came later and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;lin&lt;/span&gt; was on MC) ran 2. bad news: we played at the tennis courts. good news: it rained!!! i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; elated! but then i got bummed because i couldn't aim and shoot properly for the short practice (100 shots or so). actually, i didn't even score once, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;fati&lt;/span&gt; said it was a "good try" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt;. infuriating man! the ground was slippery (but worse on the basketball court) so we couldn't really run when we had to compete. and that was &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; it started to rain heavier. we were soaked, but i loved it :) there was definitely something wrong with my play since i kept hitting others' sticks not blades, but i managed two goals. i guess i was happy. sure. one time during the other match, i stood at one end of the netting and tried to think what went wrong but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;marga&lt;/span&gt; came up to me and asked if i was okay, so not much thinking was done. i told her that was what i was trying to do, but at the time i just said "thinking" and she took it as i was thinking about some&lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt;, not the game. which was possibly true. my thoughts were too muddled, so maybe i was. i can't really recall. but when i told her it was about the game, she just gave me that &lt;strong&gt;smile&lt;/strong&gt; and said "uh-huh". jeez. well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; exhausted and my back hurts a little. i need to eat something hot. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still cold *shivers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and i couldn't find episode 53 of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Naruto&lt;/span&gt;, so i checked other places. turns out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;MySpace&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/"&gt;http://vids.myspace.com/&lt;/a&gt;) has it - i check out "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;naruto&lt;/span&gt; episode ___&lt;&lt;number&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;)" on either that or Yahoo!. i wonder how many more are there?... (58 is next)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-3659261496167369811?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/3659261496167369811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=3659261496167369811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/3659261496167369811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/3659261496167369811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/10/closing.html' title='a closing'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQh_8DD0aEI/AAAAAAAAAr0/OngHJ82Lwjg/s72-c/Photo0430.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-1821282423898992429</id><published>2008-10-22T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T06:51:54.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQCA_MqWu5I/AAAAAAAAArE/-xLSNNvaKCQ/s1600-h/Photo0417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260346187987729298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQCA_MqWu5I/AAAAAAAAArE/-xLSNNvaKCQ/s320/Photo0417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQCA-yGLFtI/AAAAAAAAAq8/gfYUL4C_ihw/s1600-h/Photo0416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260346180856649426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQCA-yGLFtI/AAAAAAAAAq8/gfYUL4C_ihw/s320/Photo0416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQCA-jwqw0I/AAAAAAAAAq0/NxQXxycb6Yc/s1600-h/Photo0415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260346177008354114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQCA-jwqw0I/AAAAAAAAAq0/NxQXxycb6Yc/s320/Photo0415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQCAQ-usiHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/BC9PjtVsIOY/s1600-h/Photo0408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260345393973856370" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQB_anFkbWI/AAAAAAAAAoU/PRa3wJFqtVc/s320/%5Bzzzzzz!%5D004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-1821282423898992429?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/1821282423898992429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=1821282423898992429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1821282423898992429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1821282423898992429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/10/pictures.html' title='the pictures'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SQCA_MqWu5I/AAAAAAAAArE/-xLSNNvaKCQ/s72-c/Photo0417.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-7875864340394015795</id><published>2008-10-22T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T06:41:57.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yesterday, our pushcart project was a total success! we got about more than $40! at least, we think, since most of the money went into another sec 2s box (we had to share since we couldn't give the teacher's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cauldron&lt;/span&gt;) and we didn't count them yet. but the sales &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; go well. thankfully. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sadly, we didn't hear anything about a Best Decorated award.. *humph* we so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;should've&lt;/span&gt; gotten it! we spent hours, and money (more than given)! are we good or horrid? i can't tell. but we did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;extraordinarily&lt;/span&gt;. they used &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;regine's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bratz&lt;/span&gt; doll (Jade. can you believe that? you'll see why i said so) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dismembered&lt;/span&gt; it! my gosh! the head was taped by the hair at the front door and sprayed with red (which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; against. the whole spraying thing is bad for the environment) and i think i found its boot near the markers on the whiteboard. i mean, come on! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;jeezum&lt;/span&gt;. ah, well. it's over. i got pictures, though :) everyone was dressed up, too. most of them wore dresses, and yes, that includes me, shockingly. mine was above the knee, a brown tube dress with swirls of colour; short, brown crop jacket; brown slippers; and NO make-up. what do you think? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we watched The Haunting Hour in the library. not bad, i guess, but my eyes were casted down most of the time and i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hiding&lt;/span&gt; behind Nell :) i don't like scary movies. kind of obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and we secured 3rd for the Board Games Olympics! not bad, really, since we didn't have a full team (like 1/4). and i got 3rd for Scrabble (i know, it surprised me too!). i lost to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt; (1/5) who got 1st (bigger shocker), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;abigail&lt;/span&gt; (1/4) who got 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; - the isn't really a surprise. she is excellent in her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; we beat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;avriel&lt;/span&gt; (3/1). ha ha. it was enjoyable, all in all. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; bob &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;chen&lt;/span&gt; (BC. i finally know his name!) taught &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;abigail&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;avriel&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;chelsea&lt;/span&gt; and me a game we could do with Scrabble tiles. it's really fun. one person (him) was supposed to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;incharge&lt;/span&gt; of handing out the tiles which went in the middle; and once there's a word in the pile, we were to say the word then take it; the words piled up in the middle, but if we found a letter that could change the meaning of the word the other person had, like adding a 'b' and 'o' to 'dice' making 'bodice' (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;abigail's&lt;/span&gt; word), we could take the 'dice' away and it became ours (for this, we could switch the way the original word was spelt). it had to do with speed, mostly. it was fun, like i said, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;chen&lt;/span&gt; kept taking our words away.. jeez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh, and i took a picture of the end of year results - well, a part of it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-7875864340394015795?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/7875864340394015795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=7875864340394015795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7875864340394015795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7875864340394015795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/10/yesterday-our-pushcart-project-was.html' title=''/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-1847285758032340963</id><published>2008-10-21T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:23:00.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one glance and that's all you need</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SP3S3JpowjI/AAAAAAAAAoE/vlinX--Aw6s/s1600-h/Photo0398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259591784763802162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SP3S3JpowjI/AAAAAAAAAoE/vlinX--Aw6s/s320/Photo0398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SP3S3dIdUNI/AAAAAAAAAoM/Re7k8noK4xw/s1600-h/You+Die+Tonight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259591789993349330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SP3S3dIdUNI/AAAAAAAAAoM/Re7k8noK4xw/s320/You+Die+Tonight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;this is just the first course of what's about to happen to our class for Halloween.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Be scared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Be v. v. scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SP3SeQY5YqI/AAAAAAAAAm0/dAcyxaoWIXA/s1600-h/Photo0388.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259591357075907234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SP3SeQY5YqI/AAAAAAAAAm0/dAcyxaoWIXA/s320/Photo0388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;read the last message:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;You Die Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SP3SeQuziaI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Tio_o1TLYGA/s1600-h/Photo0389.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259591357167798690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SP3SeQuziaI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Tio_o1TLYGA/s320/Photo0389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;one glance and that's all you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SP3SerZ6gXI/AAAAAAAAAnE/V7sHhRTGGR4/s1600-h/Photo0390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259591364327932274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SP3SerZ6gXI/AAAAAAAAAnE/V7sHhRTGGR4/s320/Photo0390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SP3SerrcqnI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Jyw6CdFKV0M/s1600-h/Photo0391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259591364401474162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SP3SerrcqnI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Jyw6CdFKV0M/s320/Photo0391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SP3Se822E7I/AAAAAAAAAnU/0TXQrBRS_1o/s1600-h/Photo0392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259591369012679602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SP3Se822E7I/AAAAAAAAAnU/0TXQrBRS_1o/s320/Photo0392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SP3SUUaqokI/AAAAAAAAAmM/VbjOcSxbI2M/s1600-h/Photo0381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259591186358379074" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SP3Q2mzwzdI/AAAAAAAAAiU/_Eweypm4KhU/s320/Photo0348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-1847285758032340963?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/1847285758032340963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=1847285758032340963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1847285758032340963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1847285758032340963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-glance-and-thats-all-you-need.html' title='one glance and that&apos;s all you need'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SP3S3JpowjI/AAAAAAAAAoE/vlinX--Aw6s/s72-c/Photo0398.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-5739788252172971598</id><published>2008-10-18T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T01:30:37.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>am i?</title><content type='html'>honestly, am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got some sunglasses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course i was elated, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did that make me materilistic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it's something i wanted for a while now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-5739788252172971598?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/5739788252172971598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=5739788252172971598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5739788252172971598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5739788252172971598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/10/am-i.html' title='am i?'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-2191083089555613718</id><published>2008-10-17T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:12:13.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sores</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;9:44&lt;/span&gt; AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in the computer lab now.&lt;br /&gt;we had to do surveys about behaviour and some other stuff like our performing arts subjects and catholic welfare.&lt;br /&gt;since i was mostly finished everything i took the rest of the hour to watch 'naruto' (episode 8) but i can't hear so well. i've mentioned before about my class being &lt;em&gt;louder than loud&lt;/em&gt;, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;i had to place my head to the hearing console just to hear.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to save myself the trouble, i'm putting in the web sites so it's easier for me to find it later :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=28rAEISFzu8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=28rAEISFzu8&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F_k3EmJyCvg&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F_k3EmJyCvg&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eS6jDxIk-e8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eS6jDxIk-e8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sakura absolutely does &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt; in these few episodes! talk about &lt;em&gt;chicken&lt;/em&gt;! what she did, quoting her, was "just faint and fall over"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;all right. i think we've done it. we figured out the decorations for our pushcart and classroom (tuesday then wednesday) in theme of Halloween. unfortunately, everything's confidential so i can't write anything down now. sadly, next week only. but for our classroom, all i can say it's cute and scary. and i may not come that day. seriously. if i do, i might also have to wear make-up.. maybe i'll ask Franziska? she &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; good. Letitia's going early that day to change, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;today's also mr. koh's last day. he's going for his National Service. you know, you can't even tell how old he is.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and of course he had to take pictures with us. i didn't bother going in. i just helped take the second one - it's no wonder he came in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;and we couldn't even watch our movie (harry potter 4) because we had to help out with the 'o' level arrangements in the hall. only us. it was exhausting. but miss yeo paid for drinks from the canteen for our hardwork. i had ice lemon tea (like 80 cents worth). man, i wanted CIP points... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;then some of us had photo-taking today. i went with some of the SJAB girls - letitia, franziska, sarah and another one - in one of the bathrooms to change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258771087909383906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SProcTnu7uI/AAAAAAAAAhs/wSFsPLqzNGc/s320/Photo0346%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;it took forever to find everyone and fatin (1/1) wasn't there because she was at malay camp.. we had to take some dainty pictures (euw) and i think i always shut my eyes when the flash comes on because my pupils contract (i hate bright lights). then we had a 'fun' photo :) i balanced on two benches, like i was surfing. whoo! peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;and then my mom had to break the news that my laptop lost most of the files on the desktop. thankfully, i retrived my stories. but now we gotta call in a friend. jeezum. thankful to have him, don't get me wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;'naruto' (episode 9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ENNkaL8rQW0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ENNkaL8rQW0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QgaYT9cmqGI"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QgaYT9cmqGI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D_yOOftc9NQ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D_yOOftc9NQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;if i'm not mistaken, i just saw Neji. well, i say that 'cause the kid (a boy, apparently) had a mask on, had no.. well, yeah, was from the Village Hidden in the Mist (i'm not so sure if it's him now..) and, honestly, sounded like a woman. oops. if that &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;Neji, Regine's gonna kill me... *gulp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;but i still have this sinking feeling it was a woman. or, at least, not Neji...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;'naruto' (episode 10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ul6phI7wZHQ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ul6phI7wZHQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iASmW0bWcuM"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iASmW0bWcuM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i knew it! i knew it! i knew it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i know i'm never wrong! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;well, it wasn't Neji, and it wasn't a woman either. 15-years-old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Haku, yeah? he had on a fake mask of the tracking team or whatever they called it. he was one of the giant's (Zabuza) helpers. ha ha. sounds like a fairy tale. hmm. anyway i just searched for the names. turns out that both of them are exiled from that particular village.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i laughed a little bit when i found out that Haku was a he. oopsie. but, really, when he blushed, hel-lo, i thought he was a girl! anyway, there &lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt; blue-ish painted nails.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;(the sound and visual don't sync, though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;'naruto' (episode 11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ChMc2WJYJJs"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ChMc2WJYJJs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gssILFJXSoQ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gssILFJXSoQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the town there is so poor, it's so sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;and naruto and Sasuke still haven't managed their Chakra. hurry up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;oh, that story.. about the dad... darn it! i'm tearing up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;c'mon, Jade, show some backbone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;'naruto' (episode 12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3BuS-9P55rc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3BuS-9P55rc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dBmB-M5aO4c"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dBmB-M5aO4c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;oh, come on! Haku dresses like a girl (in pink) but he's a &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt;?! i don't get this! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;maybe he's bi-sexual? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;even naruto mistook him for a girl and he still acted like one. well, he's good at playing a female, if that's what he's aiming for... but i &lt;em&gt;highly doubt that&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;oh. now Haku tells him. ha ha. that look is priceless! but he also has that, so... (around 7:46 [the time] in part 1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;but Haku's strong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i better go and sleep now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;got training in the morning and i have to reach the school by 7:30 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;which reminds me, where did i put yun lin's MC..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;(sticking episode 13 in here;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i wanna see it later)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;13:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_DO-J80Lbh4&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_DO-J80Lbh4&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Civ3Ewm7zKA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Civ3Ewm7zKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-2191083089555613718?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/2191083089555613718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=2191083089555613718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/2191083089555613718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/2191083089555613718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/10/sores.html' title='sores'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SProcTnu7uI/AAAAAAAAAhs/wSFsPLqzNGc/s72-c/Photo0346%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-8076266952811207818</id><published>2008-10-16T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:56:00.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tired_ness</title><content type='html'>3:30 - 6:05 PM&lt;br /&gt;i went through torture!&lt;br /&gt;after so many days of not having training, we finally had one today and it was painful and sore! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;owwwww&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;even our last training was &lt;em&gt;watching&lt;/em&gt; other teams compete, we didn't need to lift a finger! everyone just bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; and dug down to eat, in our jersey and jeans, of course.&lt;br /&gt;we had miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;umaira&lt;/span&gt; play with us and she was good. it hurt. a lot.&lt;br /&gt;i got a small cut from the ball on my hand and got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stroke&lt;/span&gt; at my lower leg!! again! thank you, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fatin&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i somehow managed to score and thankfully it was played in the hall. thank you, Lord, it rained!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; too tired to write much now, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna crash. literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;au&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;revoir&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-8076266952811207818?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/8076266952811207818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=8076266952811207818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8076266952811207818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8076266952811207818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/10/tiredness.html' title='tired_ness'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-288785746352109986</id><published>2008-10-15T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T11:55:00.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH, YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WHOOP&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;TOP IN THE WHOLE N/A LEVEL FOR LIT (Grade 3) AND ENGLISH (Grade 2)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was sooo afraid i couldn't get a good grade! but when the teacher was going to announce the top for English, i thought she was going to say 1/3, but when she said 1/2, we all cheered. i was on my hunches and fell back onto the black box (we were in the drama room). ouch. but i was too psyched to care!! yeah!! when she said my name "Jade Teo", i screamed!!!!!! jacqueline and franziska kept telling me i'd do well.. *sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i knew for lit only after i figured out who scored the highest in 1/3, which was claire. but she got Grade 4 and you can see what i scored, so, you do the math :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i don't even care if i annoyed everyone by saying that!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i still got it!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i got Grade 3 for Science&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Grade 4 for History.&lt;br /&gt;what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; surprised, for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and for Geog, Math and Chinese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jeezum&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Well.. my daily work for Geog would pull me up, i hope. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; done v. well for the whole year, including for my self tests, which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; close to scoring full marks, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; probably pass or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; close to passing everything! around 2 to 4 marks away, or something. but for my Chinese, guess what? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; really close for my paper! 24 1/2 / 60!!! around 6 marks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;frick&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*humph*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and now, thanks to John, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not using "! love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sasuke&lt;/span&gt;!" anymore.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i still do, but... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;darn him!!!!!! and i meant, John... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;he &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to say "... and whats with your nick?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i could strangle him!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-288785746352109986?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/288785746352109986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=288785746352109986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/288785746352109986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/288785746352109986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/10/results.html' title='results'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-2417917497272259642</id><published>2008-10-14T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T18:24:00.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;righty&lt;/span&gt; then. we had to play board games in the morning, like i said so before. there was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pictionary&lt;/span&gt;, Monopoly, Life, Scrabble, Chess. anything else? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;. well, i played Scrabble with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;zarifah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;eunice&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;rasmi&lt;/span&gt; at first. we never bothered with keeping score. neither did we - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;zarifah&lt;/span&gt; and i - with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;franziska&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;meleah&lt;/span&gt;. but the teacher, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt;... well, BC (his initials), helped the game with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;zarifah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sammi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mavis&lt;/span&gt; and me. he asked if we were keeping scores, we said no. of course we wouldn't bother. but he showed us the 'real game of Scrabble'. it was fun. i can't believe i actually had to have his help with WORDS!!!! i mean, this isn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;! jeez! what's wrong with me? well, i haven't done it in a while.. ah, just to save myself... pathetic, Jade, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;reeeal&lt;/span&gt; pathetic. anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;managed&lt;/span&gt;, i scored mostly 20s and i won in total. well, he &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; help, but, still... anyway, some of them were shouting for me to get into the competition. oh, did i mention we have a competition for the board games next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;? whoopee... and guess what? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in Scrabble! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;frick&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;frick&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;frick&lt;/span&gt;! i can't do this! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; panic, or something. man.. but i got no choice, my name is stuck. shoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and apparently we're supposed to be having Be Yourself Day with the theme as Halloween. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;. maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;gladiatress&lt;/span&gt;? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we had to clean class a little before recess. after i helped sweep up a little with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;regine&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;li&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;feng&lt;/span&gt;, we just sat around, talking about '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;naruto&lt;/span&gt;' :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;regine&lt;/span&gt; actually bought before from another country a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;key chain&lt;/span&gt; that had a YOUNGER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;SASUKE&lt;/span&gt; on it!!!!!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; kill her!!!!!!!!!!!!! anyway, turns out, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;zarifah&lt;/span&gt; also watches it or either knows the characters, or is that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;rasmi&lt;/span&gt;? she actually likes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Shino&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Kakashi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sensai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. and if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not mistaken, on the bus to the bowling centre at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;safra&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;rasmi&lt;/span&gt; said she liked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;sakura&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;ick&lt;/span&gt;!), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Itachi&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Sasuke's&lt;/span&gt; brother) and someone else, maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Ino&lt;/span&gt;? anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;zarifah&lt;/span&gt; - or is it Li &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Feng&lt;/span&gt;? - said N&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;eji&lt;/span&gt; (the one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;regine&lt;/span&gt; likes) is a pervert! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;euw&lt;/span&gt;. oh yeah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;li&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;feng&lt;/span&gt;! she said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;neji&lt;/span&gt; peeks, through the blinds or that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;japanese&lt;/span&gt; paper board thing that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;separates&lt;/span&gt; them bathing, at the girls. gross! she read it in one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt; books but she can't remember which one. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;regine&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;li&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;feng&lt;/span&gt; both say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;Sasuke&lt;/span&gt; isn't all &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; nice. ah, screw it! *humph* he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt;!!! well, after recess, we got our bags and headed to the sunken foyer. 1/7 was there with us. of course, some of the girls in my class were too loud and they got a scolding from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;mrs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;teo&lt;/span&gt; (from the primary school). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;koh&lt;/span&gt; (BK) and BC were the teachers-in-charge. when we got to the centre, the place was already filled at some places - the pool table, regular tables, two bowling lanes - by mostly, i think, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;ITE&lt;/span&gt; students. the two coaches were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;alvin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;fitria&lt;/span&gt;. really nice. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;alvin&lt;/span&gt; was funny. he made a lot of jokes but still got the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;intructions&lt;/span&gt; and points across. we had to practice the different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;techinques&lt;/span&gt; to throw the ball and the positioning. ridiculous. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;jessica&lt;/span&gt; managed to score a strike. good for her. of course, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;BK's&lt;/span&gt; position stunk the whole time. right leg lifted, left arm left go and he was bouncing a little on his left foot. during the game we had, she said from that time, who could score a spare or strike would get chocolate. i got treats -two chocolates - like a dog! :) ha ha. so, you can guess what happened. almost to the end, i told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;jessica&lt;/span&gt; that it'd be easier to hit the pins (since she told me she was loosing) if she imagined &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;BK's&lt;/span&gt; face on them. she said "yeah, yeah, yeah" or whatever. and he heard me, obviously. he said to knock me down or imagine they were me since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; "so pro." and that, quoting him, "she's secretly pro. but just humble".. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;numb nut&lt;/span&gt;. and BC, well, when i scored my first 0, he called me over. he told me i had force but the ball was aimed too down and kept on bouncing. he sent "bend your forward knee". second time i did it, that's when i got my strike! he asked me for a high-five when i passed him, i went back to give it. in the end i scored 72 and beat everyone - my team (13) : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;rasmi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79"&gt;tharani&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80"&gt;florence&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81"&gt;verena&lt;/span&gt;; other (14) : &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82"&gt;cheryl&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83"&gt;jessica&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84"&gt;naomi&lt;/span&gt;, BK, BC. but in the after game, i got 23. not bad since we didn't have time to play the whole game. just 1/4 of it. so.. short, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85"&gt;miniature&lt;/span&gt;, pathetic score. ah, well. after the thing was finished, li feng, rachael and i had to stay for a while with the bus as the teachers talked to our parents about letting us go home from safra. it worked. li feng had to run for her bus (it was on our side of the road but still quite a distance) and so did we (across the road &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; still some distance). but we all made it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i saw roxanne from pasir ris crest, or rather, she saw me first and waved, at White Sands when we made it back. ah, well. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i need to put my book, &lt;em&gt;girl overboard&lt;/em&gt;, on the dining table, want to return it... if i can get off &lt;em&gt;moi&lt;/em&gt; lazy bum :) ha ha&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:arial;"&gt;and it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; Sasuke, but in the show, they don't pronounce 'u' in the name v. clearly. so, my bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;my Sasuke....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-2417917497272259642?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/2417917497272259642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=2417917497272259642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/2417917497272259642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/2417917497272259642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/10/me.html' title='me???'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-2649057622036516819</id><published>2008-10-13T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T17:47:00.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>naruto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay. i've done completely over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've even started playing the games on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cartoonnetwork.com/"&gt;www.cartoonnetwork.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and turns out, regine was a 'naruto' fan back then. she liked both Sasuke and neji - whom i finally know what his looks are like.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;anyway, i tried Chunin Showdown. i chose 'easy' cause i didn't even know what the game was. turns out, it was pretty easy. i picked Sasuke as my character. no surprise there. then i played against the computer who chose neji, naruto then gaara. i scored 90051. i beat all three! i won! whoo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then i tried the Star Students thing. not bad. quite enjoyable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;character: Sasuke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;no duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;level 1, assessment of skills: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;enemies defeated: 16 (&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;that isn't so bad, but,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i'm just a little chicken :) ha ha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;accuracy: 72%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;grade: C (&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hey, i passed!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;score: 11600&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;level 2, assessment of skills:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;enemies defeated: 18 (&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;okay, 2 up, but still, improved from 'chicken'. maybe 'chick'...&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;accuracy: 39% (&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i went nuts when i had to throw the shurikan. i got killed almost immediately into the second level. so scared for him i just started shooting blindly&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;grade: B &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;score: 24750&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;anyway, i better stop. i might get too addicted. which is, of course, bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;instead, i'll do something a goody-goody like me would: write :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i haven't done that since the exams started. two darn weeks! well, i got a lot of time to catch up anyhow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-2649057622036516819?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/2649057622036516819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=2649057622036516819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/2649057622036516819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/2649057622036516819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/10/naruto.html' title='naruto'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-9202200560280617976</id><published>2008-10-12T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T12:22:58.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm up!!! (...to speed)</title><content type='html'>i&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; seem to be more awake at night, but that always happens, so, what's the difference?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rachael&lt;/span&gt;, her mom, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;merissa&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rachael's&lt;/span&gt; cousin), her mom, &lt;em&gt;moi&lt;/em&gt; and my mom went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;vivo&lt;/span&gt; city today. i never met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;merissa&lt;/span&gt; or her mother before, so, first impressions were up. i was, however, playing with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;rachael's&lt;/span&gt; phone at the time - a racing game, of course. anyway, we had lunch there. the beef was a mistake - two mistakes: one, it tasted off; and two, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rachael&lt;/span&gt; thought it looked like liver - but i found a heart-shaped mist-droplets thing on my drink. see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256343128007887890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJIOcJ5zBI/AAAAAAAAAcY/7TJnI7E4NpU/s320/Mini+heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;i&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;t's&lt;/span&gt; a bit fuzzy, but it's there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;they, of course, had to go shopping right after lunch. they went to a mart that sold $2 items. i took pictures along the way, including one of a 'sky park' sign and it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; cute! honestly! and mom bought some cups - like white and dark chocolate - and bowls, like for ice cream. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt;. there was one we saw that was a 102 ft. Christmas Tree! ha ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJJTaJDRAI/AAAAAAAAAdI/ahwVDSHRpR0/s1600-h/Photo0330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256344312878416898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJJTaJDRAI/AAAAAAAAAdI/ahwVDSHRpR0/s320/Photo0330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJJT1K_t2I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/XyZJeWO-qeE/s1600-h/White+and+dark+chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256344320134330210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJJT1K_t2I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/XyZJeWO-qeE/s320/White+and+dark+chocolate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJJL1fmRcI/AAAAAAAAAcg/vVicSq-6408/s1600-h/102+ft.+Christmas+Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256344182781789634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJJL1fmRcI/AAAAAAAAAcg/vVicSq-6408/s320/102+ft.+Christmas+Tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJJLysuyaI/AAAAAAAAAco/FLxYItiG77o/s1600-h/Photo0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256344182031567266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJJLysuyaI/AAAAAAAAAco/FLxYItiG77o/s320/Photo0325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJJMJf7cyI/AAAAAAAAAcw/JZYkKRwq1T0/s1600-h/Photo0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256344188151886626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJJMJf7cyI/AAAAAAAAAcw/JZYkKRwq1T0/s320/Photo0327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJJMG_a9dI/AAAAAAAAAc4/hYvmsMIRQ5A/s1600-h/Photo0328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256344187478668754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJJMG_a9dI/AAAAAAAAAc4/hYvmsMIRQ5A/s320/Photo0328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJJMU3OoXI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YpsORDPyIgE/s1600-h/Photo0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256344191202402674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJJMU3OoXI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YpsORDPyIgE/s320/Photo0329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;PageOne&lt;/span&gt; with her, also. it was still large as i remembered and it still took me a while to find out where the 'young adults' section was. i took pictures of some books for fun and they &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; look interesting anyway. i recorded some of them into my phone's memo pad, just in case any of them were in Borders, Popular or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kino&lt;/span&gt;., so i could get a discount.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJKpHmMRuI/AAAAAAAAAdY/0Ih2I-M6cPQ/s1600-h/Photo0332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256345785369118434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJKpHmMRuI/AAAAAAAAAdY/0Ih2I-M6cPQ/s320/Photo0332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJKpoG9nvI/AAAAAAAAAdg/dFJSAmqwM6U/s1600-h/Photo0333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256345794096504562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJKpoG9nvI/AAAAAAAAAdg/dFJSAmqwM6U/s320/Photo0333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJKplcwHyI/AAAAAAAAAdo/P0msThnEVbs/s1600-h/Photo0334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256345793382588194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJKplcwHyI/AAAAAAAAAdo/P0msThnEVbs/s320/Photo0334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJKpxrJAiI/AAAAAAAAAdw/A9rvsldOu9Q/s1600-h/Photo0335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256345796664164898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJKpxrJAiI/AAAAAAAAAdw/A9rvsldOu9Q/s320/Photo0335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJKp3iCVOI/AAAAAAAAAd4/8UnkujNoJoY/s1600-h/Photo0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256345798236591330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJKp3iCVOI/AAAAAAAAAd4/8UnkujNoJoY/s320/Photo0336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256345877243462338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJKud2vgsI/AAAAAAAAAeA/14G58GpeXL8/s320/Photo0337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;before, i took some pictures of myself in different sunglasses. totally egotistical of me, i know. but i like taking pictures, and i wouldn't allow anyone else to have any of me anyway. and i tried on this shirt, nice, but quite translucent. gross. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;rachael&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;merissa&lt;/span&gt; both bought the same - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;excluding&lt;/span&gt; the sizes - pink shirts and black shorts, which would go nicely together. around $30+, if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not mistaken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJL1yGPKxI/AAAAAAAAAew/se4g203zLw0/s1600-h/Photo0340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256347102447872786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJL1yGPKxI/AAAAAAAAAew/se4g203zLw0/s320/Photo0340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJL1xqtUoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/mZHByNaPf-c/s1600-h/Photo0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256347102332408450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJL1xqtUoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/mZHByNaPf-c/s320/Photo0341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJL2LgoTFI/AAAAAAAAAfA/oQyzqRGOJNw/s1600-h/Photo0342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256347109269458002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJL2LgoTFI/AAAAAAAAAfA/oQyzqRGOJNw/s320/Photo0342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJLvLAz-HI/AAAAAAAAAeI/-1WG1GSweHE/s1600-h/Photo0321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256346988876920946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJLvLAz-HI/AAAAAAAAAeI/-1WG1GSweHE/s320/Photo0321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJLvCtZPjI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/IDhRPvr9B-o/s1600-h/Photo0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256346986647993906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJLvCtZPjI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/IDhRPvr9B-o/s320/Photo0322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJLvJM_DfI/AAAAAAAAAeY/xXy4k_y3V94/s1600-h/Photo0323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256346988391108082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJLvJM_DfI/AAAAAAAAAeY/xXy4k_y3V94/s320/Photo0323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJLvX6UFuI/AAAAAAAAAeg/8pfvujCYbrw/s1600-h/Photo0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256346992339326690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJLvX6UFuI/AAAAAAAAAeg/8pfvujCYbrw/s320/Photo0338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJLvS5YMHI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Dr_KCoszeAY/s1600-h/Photo0339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256346990993223794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJLvS5YMHI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Dr_KCoszeAY/s320/Photo0339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;at the same shop, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;nichii&lt;/span&gt;, where i tried the shirt, i saw this terrific shirt! i loved it! terrific because of what it said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256347538537025458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJMPKp_j7I/AAAAAAAAAfI/KRnDMgneqLU/s320/Photo0324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;anyway, now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just enjoying myself, watching the two other episodes of N&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;aruto&lt;/span&gt; - 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SERhBjj6oTA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SERhBjj6oTA&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g8Nca2CtXuc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g8Nca2CtXuc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q6IZzOTyAbo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q6IZzOTyAbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pZ0GmfkIQH8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pZ0GmfkIQH8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Sasuke&lt;/span&gt;, that when we were at this shop, trying out coloured pens, i used the bigger end of a dark green &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;calligraphy&lt;/span&gt; pen to write "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Sasuke&lt;/span&gt;" :) too bad i couldn't take a picture of it... *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;my Sasuke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-9202200560280617976?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/9202200560280617976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=9202200560280617976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/9202200560280617976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/9202200560280617976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-up-to-speed.html' title='i&apos;m up!!! (...to speed)'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJIOcJ5zBI/AAAAAAAAAcY/7TJnI7E4NpU/s72-c/Mini+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-3161091498138531827</id><published>2008-10-11T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T11:48:54.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>late...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i am finally able to use my laptop. i feel so far from it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; finally here and my news is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reeeal&lt;/span&gt; old.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;...like a day :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;i &lt;em&gt;had &lt;/em&gt;written everything down on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PDA&lt;/span&gt;, but, it fell and the battery came out. died. data lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;ridiculous, i know, but it's free anyway, so it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; matter if it's broken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;well, now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just putting random pictures in here, hoping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; remember.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;let's see now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256335606649124578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJBYo6O9uI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ge_fEUNzVws/s320/During+english.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;oh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;y'know&lt;/span&gt;, i drew this after the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; writing part of the exam that morning. i was &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;anyway, i wrote with the title "silence". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;about three girls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mindy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cindy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;alia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sollomon [according to age]&lt;/span&gt;, having a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;séance&lt;/span&gt; for their mother (i really forgot if i left that part out). they went into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wannaweep&lt;/span&gt; forest (not a v. original name now, is it?) to do it on a creepily, coincidental &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;cliché&lt;/span&gt; night. (ah, well.) they walked through this muddy path (more description i can't remember) and through the trees, which had their arms stretched across above them, like arms blocking out the moonlight, except for those tiny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dust-specled&lt;/span&gt; shafts (i got that from a book :) ). and they did it, though. the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;séance&lt;/span&gt; went as planned, on a small plateau (i spelt that word wrongly, though; 'a' first before 'e') in a bathe of moonlight, however, the light got blocked by a rolling cloud, and alia [of course being the smallest] ran off, breaking the circle. mist engulfed her and her sisters went off blindly in search of her, holding hands to keep from seperation. mist obscuring their vision. alia finally found her way back to the spot, but no sooner had she got there, the mist engulfed her. she screamed. silence. the sisters, though, made it to the main road, and tried hitch-hiking. a car was coming, but blinded by the headlights, mindy [eldest] thought the driver wouldn't be able to see them, she stuck out her hand to flag it down. something - someone - nabbed her, and she grabbed her sister. the car's engine roared down the road. silence. the next day, it was pronounced that the three sisters were missing. the butler gave the newspaper to mr. sollomon [who was also known widely of having a fatal emotional state], wanting his money. mr. sollomon sooner got a heart attack from the shock, bellowed. silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;the last paragraph i added about the newspaper thing might've been too much and unnecessary, but i can't do anything about it now. it's been more than a week since that exam. i'm amazed i can still remember some of my story. and yes, a week. our exams went on for two weeks - nine days, rather - since they, i believe, wanted to pace us. one day, one part of the subject. the tougher ones were the later five days. english and chinese in one (my best and worst), and history, literature, geography, math then science. i liked the lit paper, i was able to write, thankfully, but the poem we got was express. i could still do it, though, many of my friends (from both streams) say it was hard. i don't get that, but i didn't write much. a page. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJEXU5AJ7I/AAAAAAAAAZI/r2ep41dvCBw/s1600-h/Half+a+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256338882630264754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJEXU5AJ7I/AAAAAAAAAZI/r2ep41dvCBw/s320/Half+a+heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJEXgib-BI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/q2FiDTBCR3o/s1600-h/Photo0296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256338885756844050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJEXgib-BI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/q2FiDTBCR3o/s320/Photo0296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJEX0TFwJI/AAAAAAAAAZY/noZoq4PLmI0/s1600-h/Photo0297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256338891061182610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJEX0TFwJI/AAAAAAAAAZY/noZoq4PLmI0/s320/Photo0297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJEYZDVnWI/AAAAAAAAAZg/XImkSYClknY/s1600-h/Photo0298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256338900927225186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJEYZDVnWI/AAAAAAAAAZg/XImkSYClknY/s320/Photo0298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJEYaV0dmI/AAAAAAAAAZo/496c5dkBvBc/s1600-h/Photo0299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256338901273179746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJEYaV0dmI/AAAAAAAAAZo/496c5dkBvBc/s320/Photo0299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;there was this one night, my maid made for me my snack. fruits, of course. and i actually found one in a shape of a heart, but i accidentally dropped that piece..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;last monday, i watched Formula 1. letitia should've kept anyone posted since i couldn't use my laptop. anyway, regine and i, of course, liked roseburg, and he scored second! yeah! massa lost his touch. i thought his ego was getting to him and he drove with unrealistic standards of his big-shot win. plus going off with the fuel hose. everyone was talking about it. i remembered one of the drivers - may be him - throwing his helmet into the river. hot head. ha ha. and, oh yeah, jacqueline and franziska obviously wanted their darling hamilton to win - he got third. ha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;okay. more recent: i went out to long john silver's near the bedok interchange with regine, rachael, charlotte, letitia, claire, kimberly, mavis, jacqueline and sammi. it wasn't bad, but i couldn't finish it there, so i brought that texas chicken back. not bad, really, but i don't think i'd want to go there for breakfast for a lone while.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;priscilla told me that the back of me was on the school's web site for floorball. how the heck did they get it? mr. fati, probably. one of it is of me and marga on the basketball court. man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;my ABSOLUTE LOVE: SASUKE!!!!!!!!!!! i know, weird, having japanese coming out of my mouth, but hey, it's cool. it's on cartoon network every weekday at 2 and weeknight at 10, for about 25 mintues. show's called 'naruto' and my mom totally disapproves of it. "won't help your english" she says. ah, well. i like it. i've seen the first three episodes so far and i love the third. the second had nothing on Sasuke. and the first showed him graduating and transforming into the teacher. lovely. he's perfect. and did i mention that his voice was reeeeal deep and manly? *sigh* they said at the end second episode, when they had a sneak peek, that naruto was going to play a prank on someone but i wasn't so sure if it was on Sasuke or sakura. still not sure. and i reminded myself that if sakura laid a bloody finger on Sasuke - let alone try to KISS him! - she's really gonna have that problem! thankfully, she didn't because it wasn't him and naruto - transformed into Sasuke - had to run for the can anyway. ha ha. but she was close. anyway, third was hilarious. naruto was squatting in front of Sasuke on the table, they were so close, they did eye-fencing. boys.. but naruto accidentally got bumped on the butt and kissed my Sasuke! i had no idea whether to be appalled or to die of laughter. ha ha. and when i really was smitten and my heart lept was when afterwards Sasuke - the REAL one, i know it. i hope - called sakura annoying! YAY! boo-yah! he doesn't like her! or anyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;i'm now watching the third one over and over (there are two parts):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=whDMGZwZRG8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=whDMGZwZRG8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AdIi4wlldbo&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AdIi4wlldbo&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFsNJvdqI/AAAAAAAAAbo/KKEgXxhhaE4/s1600-h/Photo0307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256340340841871010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFsNJvdqI/AAAAAAAAAbo/KKEgXxhhaE4/s320/Photo0307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFmYOMC4I/AAAAAAAAAbA/aJ1Jvjy7Mh8/s1600-h/Photo0313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256340240734096258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFmYOMC4I/AAAAAAAAAbA/aJ1Jvjy7Mh8/s320/Photo0313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFmjQmRfI/AAAAAAAAAbI/LsGLKw7eCBo/s1600-h/Photo0314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256340243696993778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFmjQmRfI/AAAAAAAAAbI/LsGLKw7eCBo/s320/Photo0314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFmuAnJoI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/w4IN5V-MSW0/s1600-h/Photo0315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256340246582732418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFmuAnJoI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/w4IN5V-MSW0/s320/Photo0315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFmho4q5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/970TkOL7nUI/s1600-h/Photo0317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256340243261991826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFmho4q5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/970TkOL7nUI/s320/Photo0317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFm8J0tgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/RWIP6YS_1DM/s1600-h/Photo0318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256340250379466242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFm8J0tgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/RWIP6YS_1DM/s320/Photo0318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFWWmxS-I/AAAAAAAAAaY/7QEt2AQNOsA/s1600-h/Photo0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256339965422423010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFWWmxS-I/AAAAAAAAAaY/7QEt2AQNOsA/s320/Photo0309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFWdj04eI/AAAAAAAAAag/nUhi7tisHYg/s1600-h/Photo0308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256339967289123298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFWdj04eI/AAAAAAAAAag/nUhi7tisHYg/s320/Photo0308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFWYK3mII/AAAAAAAAAao/N7Glp0aBv-I/s1600-h/Photo0310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256339965842266242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFWYK3mII/AAAAAAAAAao/N7Glp0aBv-I/s320/Photo0310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFWrjYsjI/AAAAAAAAAaw/lgUhr8rzn7Y/s1600-h/Photo0311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256339971045372466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFWrjYsjI/AAAAAAAAAaw/lgUhr8rzn7Y/s320/Photo0311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFWgGH2DI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Fyq0H9NqLi4/s1600-h/Photo0312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256339967969843250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFWgGH2DI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Fyq0H9NqLi4/s320/Photo0312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFChNv3-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/Tu1KbHl_diA/s1600-h/Photo0301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256339624672878562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFChNv3-I/AAAAAAAAAZw/Tu1KbHl_diA/s320/Photo0301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFCqC9S9I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/j6Rvz7-1yaw/s1600-h/Photo0302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256339627043539922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFCqC9S9I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/j6Rvz7-1yaw/s320/Photo0302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFCh_iCcI/AAAAAAAAAaA/yCNYhLfUzRY/s1600-h/Photo0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256339624881686978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFCh_iCcI/AAAAAAAAAaA/yCNYhLfUzRY/s320/Photo0303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFCuxj2xI/AAAAAAAAAaI/tlBw02FaxBU/s1600-h/Photo0304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256339628312746770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFCuxj2xI/AAAAAAAAAaI/tlBw02FaxBU/s320/Photo0304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFC9zUUaI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/QNuEXXm_q1k/s1600-h/Photo0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256339632346648994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJFC9zUUaI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/QNuEXXm_q1k/s320/Photo0305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just yesterday: we - gillien, farhana, rachael and jean (i had to introduce) - went to cathay cineplex. well, actually, the &lt;em&gt;plan&lt;/em&gt; was cathay, but we went somewhere after. it was troublesome in the morning when farhana was late; rachael had eaten breakfast in school; jean was not done with her math exam till 10 a.m. and gillien's phone was OOA (out of action; yes, my own word). done so, i wanted to read. time passed, quickly, though. we took the train and once we reached tampines (from pasir ris station), i called and farhana got on. she had to stand, with rachael and gillien. i think farhana and rachael were both wearing high-tops, like me, but theirs were black. i sat with jean. we actually only had food at cathay. no hot foreign guys. just 'subway'. farhana said it was just because it wasn't a sunday. of course. then rachael had to go to bugis to pick up a blouse for her mom. so we decided to accompany her. but farhana wanted to have a stop at the HMV first. actually, she skip-ran for it. they played 'girlfriend' by avril and a japanese song called 'miss you' by yuma ito (i actually liked it &amp;amp; hopefully i got her name right), but most of the time i listened to burnin' up and all from the jonas brothers cd, like 'burnin' up'. apparently, jean's into the mcr (my chemical romance) songs, like farhana; but unlike farhana, she only likes the songs, not the guys. after that all, we went to starbucks. of course farhana, rachael and gillien wanted to have their pictures taken under the starbucks sign. i took it. credits to me :) anyway, we stayed for about an hour or more there. and there's one thing... i reeeeallly am NOT going to mention this. horrible. jean did write it on her blog, i think. that's what she told me she was going to do anyway. &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; embarressing incident with the bathroom and that i think her brother was better looking than most of the guys in singapore, which is true, and one that she tried to kill me over. seriously. rachael had to block her from me and everything. later, farhana decided to play a prank on rachael and gillien, since they were walking to fast, we tried ditching them a couple of times. like when they went down the escalator, but they remembered us and at the bottom basement, they were waiting. another was when we were downstairs at the station (did i mention before that the station looked completely like a ghost town when we first arrived that day?) and then when we got out of the train again, we walked, sort of, the other way from them, and when they found us, they thought we were slow in going their way. ha. what a laugh. anyway, they split off to find the blouse, while farhana followed me and jean to the library. yes, the big bugis one, and farhana did go. she said it was fun, but i think it was mostly because of the fact she wanted to take pictures and it was 'fun' to be playing hide &amp;amp; seek since the place was so huge. i found her a book called 'curse of the mega-boobed bimbos' and she laughed the whole time i was trying to take a picture of her with it. the other two found us, eventually, since they were done before us and did a little shopping by getting some plastic sunglasses. we went upstairs later, when they were getting sushi, the three of us went in search of some songs and stuff at gramaphone (farhana bought a metro station cd and something else). on the ride home was crowded and late at night. when it cleared somewhat, jean went to sit down and her, rachael and i discussed about the show 'naruto'. we said about this girl with short blue hair liking naruto for reasons we couldn't begin to imagine (i think her name was hinata?); naruto liking sakura (reasons also we couldn't fanthom; i mean, who in their right mind would like that shallow, egotistical, boistrous, ANNOYING hag?!); and sakura liking Sasuke, which all the girls do anyhow. jean said it was a "love rectangle" but i said since my hottie Sasuke didn't like anyone, it was like a "love line". they agreed. of course. and i also told them before we got onto the train that none of them was to EVER dye their hair pink! euw! plus, sakura makes it so obvious with her "Sasuke, did you see that?", "oooh, Sasuke, Sasuke", "i love you, Sasuke, i just want you to accept me". and okay, i'm quoting a little from episode three. but it's etched into my cranium. what an idiot. and so, that's it for the day, unless i'm forgetting something which something else would trigger later onwards anyway.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;today: our last day of catechism. on the bus to church, i made a friend, rachael's actually, joy. she said i had a nice accent, like british and didn't expect it to be coming out of my mouth. she actually thought i was jolene before, so that has fueled me to loose weight. that, and the picture of me on the school web site. the guys played soccer and captain's ball (with the girls) and i think timothy was helping us out during the latter game. odd. not that we need it but... still, odd. anyway, i was talking with alex (i got her number later), claire, sophie, cassandra and jillian, mostly, while the others played captain's ball. jill said her 'type' was, i think, like the guy shawn. whoo. when priscilla passed me the ball, yes i got it, but when i had to pass it to one of the guy's, i chose dominic. hit him in the back, shoulders. i mean, c'mon, i was aiming for his head! frick! but sophie said it was a good attempt, 'paralyzing' him, probably. the guys yelled foul, but i didn't care, and i didn't see his face. shock, more like. i don't know. we were at the court near the playground and one of the small boys, like 10-years-old, with a bamboo pole was singing 'ma-ma-mia'. ha ha. we ate pringles and fish balls. it was fun. but i don't know about camp... if i'm going, that is. i don't know HOW, but i think jolene managed to 'persuade' - using THAT term lightly - jean to go. four guys - carl, shawn, ryan, trevor-, four girls - claire, jean, jolene, priscilla. i still don't know but he, catechist Richard, kept my space open. thank you. and jolene said that i should be thankful she wouldn't use any of the photos she took of me for, and i quote, "blackmail"! i mean, c'mon, what is With her?! anyway, i went straight home and so did jean and rachael. amazingly, on the bus, i managed to cut my right ring finger... a little one but it could be opened a little. yuck. i think, it was by my pinkie nail. crud. ouch. anyway, now i'm home, reading the first book of the series 1-800-WHERE-R-YOU (almost finished!), and watching episode three. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i looooooooooove Sasuke! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;pronounced as "sas-ke". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;don't know why...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but who cares? :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i need him!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-3161091498138531827?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/3161091498138531827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=3161091498138531827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/3161091498138531827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/3161091498138531827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/10/late.html' title='late...'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SPJBYo6O9uI/AAAAAAAAAZA/ge_fEUNzVws/s72-c/During+english.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-7170718849259743653</id><published>2008-09-27T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:59:00.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Formula 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i just watched it at 10 PM.&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;it was so furious! whoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i reeeeally hope no one gets hurt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i'm praying that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-7170718849259743653?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/7170718849259743653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=7170718849259743653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7170718849259743653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7170718849259743653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/09/formula-1.html' title='Formula 1'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-3838141773267909671</id><published>2008-09-27T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:57:00.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's mine, mine, mine!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i just wrote down some points for another story around 10-11 something PM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i told Jean that just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i think i might finish this one.. if i can find the right... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;D &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;oops, better not say too much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-3838141773267909671?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/3838141773267909671/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-8384718235286391606</id><published>2008-09-26T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T09:18:50.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so close!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; close!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;till &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;we had an almost, free-period day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mrs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;teo&lt;/span&gt; didn't come, no math; history and lit were filled with going through points that we - mostly, meaning them :&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; - knew already; for science, we just had to write down comments for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt; - no comments (but i wrote REAL ones for him); in IT, some groups still hadn't done their podcast project (and, apparently, it counted for 20 marks in ENGLISH), mine had to stand since we didn't even know the name we put on the list, turned out, we were Coloured Athletes and we could sit back down (that was &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; we "stated our case"), we did our own stuff, so fun; then came you-know-what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;thankfully, i was able to skip most of the lesson as for most of the time we had to clear out our class for the exams on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; (i helped out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;franziska&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;zarifah's&lt;/span&gt; tables - no shows), and had to go around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt;, dumping stuff in the recycling bin and going again to the General Office to put away &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;jessica's&lt;/span&gt; stuff. who knows when she wants it back?! but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;peh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;shi&lt;/span&gt; gave us a little bit of problems, saying to rearrange the whole seating arrangement &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt; did (he said it himself that he was "k-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;po&lt;/span&gt;"). when i came back, we finally got work. horrible. even if it was just copying and she gave us the answers.. all right, maybe i shouldn't be complaining, but still... no troubles for me, just hand cramps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;after school, we had to stay back to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;mrs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;stevensons&lt;/span&gt; for the pushcart project we have to do (not graded) after the exams. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; on the cooking team. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;! i can't wait! but obviously i have to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;hence the title "so close!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-8384718235286391606?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/8384718235286391606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=8384718235286391606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNh5qTlfUcI/AAAAAAAAAYI/rxu4rFNm1Y0/s1600-h/Photo0291[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249079133419295170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNh5qTlfUcI/AAAAAAAAAYI/rxu4rFNm1Y0/s320/Photo0291%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNh5qmRMzYI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/0ycMvg_vEjc/s1600-h/Photo0292[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249079138434469250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNh5qmRMzYI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/0ycMvg_vEjc/s320/Photo0292%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNh5qodCH5I/AAAAAAAAAYY/4kd-HPvHGtI/s1600-h/Photo0293[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249079139020971922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNh5qodCH5I/AAAAAAAAAYY/4kd-HPvHGtI/s320/Photo0293%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNh5dch15KI/AAAAAAAAAXo/x6XBpKrcmKY/s1600-h/Photo0287[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249078912481617058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNh5dch15KI/AAAAAAAAAXo/x6XBpKrcmKY/s320/Photo0287%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNh5doXkTuI/AAAAAAAAAXw/-bASKNI0z0Y/s1600-h/Photo0289[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249078915659747042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNh5doXkTuI/AAAAAAAAAXw/-bASKNI0z0Y/s320/Photo0289%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNh5eIVZZWI/AAAAAAAAAX4/hvv7IiTvvL8/s1600-h/Photo0288[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249078924240577890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNh5eIVZZWI/AAAAAAAAAX4/hvv7IiTvvL8/s320/Photo0288%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;awwwwww. it was our last lesson today for D&amp;amp;T.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;mr ng gave us our 'exam' and apparently, we're faster than our other batch. ha! (&amp;amp; something else, as well - complimenting us :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;we took about half to 45 minutes while they took "2 hours" or something close to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;we had to write down the techniques and designs for a case scenario. &lt;em&gt;susan had loads of jewelry but had them all thrown into her drawer, she couldn't find the things she needed quick enough.&lt;/em&gt; he said something about a jewelry box but i did mine on a statue/figure with hooks and hangers on it, it's in stores already and i thought it'd be a good idea. i drew it out on the paper for letitia to look at. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;after our test, we went down to the workshop. we made the flower holder (the flower is mine, put in when i got home) and some did the keychains again but we didn't have the rings. i almost lost my fingers when i had to round and buff the wing i made. too tiny. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249078903827451202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNh5c8ShzUI/AAAAAAAAAXg/QJ4j1cOVngQ/s320/Photo0286%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-8869874816111402723?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/8869874816111402723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=8869874816111402723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8869874816111402723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8869874816111402723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-time.html' title='last time'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNh5qTlfUcI/AAAAAAAAAYI/rxu4rFNm1Y0/s72-c/Photo0291%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-8682213072511503791</id><published>2008-09-20T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:58:05.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my week off &amp; a new friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNYnUfYXjsI/AAAAAAAAAXA/pVuFO9gPejk/s1600-h/Photo0278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248425648721465026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNYnUfYXjsI/AAAAAAAAAXA/pVuFO9gPejk/s320/Photo0278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNYnUpCd5fI/AAAAAAAAAXI/_gWgLMI0sCM/s1600-h/Photo0279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248425651313960434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNYnUpCd5fI/AAAAAAAAAXI/_gWgLMI0sCM/s320/Photo0279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNYnUgYbdPI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/qRiULSeGK5M/s1600-h/Photo0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248425648990156018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNYnUgYbdPI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/qRiULSeGK5M/s320/Photo0280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNYnUsUWR7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/HwULb5zu0pw/s1600-h/Photo0281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248425652194265010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNYnUsUWR7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/HwULb5zu0pw/s320/Photo0281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;awesome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;my best friend Jean got a blog, finally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i think she created it yesterday but i just checked my Es today, so yeah :&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;and i went with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rachael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and our moms to parkway today. of course, i went to Borders. daddy gave me allowance and since there was this discount of we bought three books, i got the ones i want! well, mostly. i got my Artemis Fowl and the Time Paradox (so far, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; at my seventh chapter) - which is why it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;strike&lt;/span&gt; out from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wish list&lt;/span&gt;, Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief &amp;amp; Camp Confidential - Over &amp;amp; Out (there were two others i wanted - Jenna's Dilemma &amp;amp; A Fair To Remember - but the latter one was torn a little at the corner and i couldn't find the earlier)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;there is also one place &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;farhana&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rachael&lt;/span&gt; and i want to go after the exams. apparently, yes, it's worth wasting time there. i can't say why now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; watching the video of The Time Paradox. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; uploading it anyway. didn't manage to do it the last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b9f3692b52f174c0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db9f3692b52f174c0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331319370%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D5F4B9428DA880D0CF1ED1440665264BFB747EF.85CE817DEA534700DBA94CB079EF7E08F57B5A10%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db9f3692b52f174c0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz63RzEHhWppVH6OOrb0e6PkSc2Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db9f3692b52f174c0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331319370%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D5F4B9428DA880D0CF1ED1440665264BFB747EF.85CE817DEA534700DBA94CB079EF7E08F57B5A10%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db9f3692b52f174c0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz63RzEHhWppVH6OOrb0e6PkSc2Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;there's also a game: Artemis Fowl's Inner Circle :) it's so fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been busy this week with everything and the up-coming exams so i haven't been writing in a while.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;so, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; writing it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;next week is our D&amp;amp;T exam and we're making the flower holder. we glued on our pencil holder with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;glue gun&lt;/span&gt;, made a bowl and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;key chain&lt;/span&gt;, which was the last minute thing. check it out :) inclusive: the heat was UNBEARABLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i had my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; oral and interview for the Student Leadership - we found out yesterday :) i was a nominee... hopefully, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; get in. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; praying hard. i really want this. i got ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pilo&lt;/span&gt; for oral, but she mostly paid attention to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;netto&lt;/span&gt; instead of the rest of us. and for the interview, they were asking us about loyalty to the school or to our friends, giving us a case scenario - about your classmates eating in class, you went over to tell them not to, a teacher saw and called all you out- , from that which they asked stuff like "what would you say to the teacher in front of your friends?" "what if they were your closest friends, will your answer still be the same?" "what if you had to tell that to seniors, like if you're sec 1 and they're sec 4?" "will you be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; if they disowned you?" stuff like that and they also said to rank Studies (1-2), Student Leadership (1-2), Family (1st) and Friends (2-3).&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/4622794026991863641-8682213072511503791?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b9f3692b52f174c0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/8682213072511503791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=8682213072511503791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8682213072511503791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8682213072511503791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-week-off-new-friend.html' title='my week off &amp; a new friend'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SNYnUfYXjsI/AAAAAAAAAXA/pVuFO9gPejk/s72-c/Photo0278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-853053091089691978</id><published>2008-09-14T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:29:00.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fruit piece</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SM0QpYh4-HI/AAAAAAAAAW4/0vjYjKKEv74/s1600-h/Photo0277%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245867444101773426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SM0QpYh4-HI/AAAAAAAAAW4/0vjYjKKEv74/s320/Photo0277%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;mmm. yum. my maid prepared this for me. nice, huh? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-853053091089691978?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/853053091089691978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=853053091089691978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/853053091089691978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/853053091089691978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/09/fruit-piece.html' title='fruit piece'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SM0QpYh4-HI/AAAAAAAAAW4/0vjYjKKEv74/s72-c/Photo0277%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-5440450847842312032</id><published>2008-09-12T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:20:00.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>twilight puzzles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMpeutPuUbI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Q00l1zWfsf8/s1600-h/Photo0275%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245108872538902962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMpeutPuUbI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Q00l1zWfsf8/s320/Photo0275%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMpeuse81tI/AAAAAAAAAWw/hmMCOPkD3h0/s1600-h/Photo0276%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245108872334333650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMpeuse81tI/AAAAAAAAAWw/hmMCOPkD3h0/s320/Photo0276%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i finally tried them again after a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;what fun :)&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/4622794026991863641-5440450847842312032?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/5440450847842312032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=5440450847842312032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5440450847842312032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5440450847842312032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/09/twilight-puzzles.html' title='twilight puzzles'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMpeutPuUbI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Q00l1zWfsf8/s72-c/Photo0275%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-4681366302328293111</id><published>2008-09-12T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T15:32:01.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>found</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoaswvfwxI/AAAAAAAAAWg/37x9JQo5tVY/s1600-h/DSC01874%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245034072327045906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoaswvfwxI/AAAAAAAAAWg/37x9JQo5tVY/s320/DSC01874%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;well. i found this picture. can't remember where that went in here. but i remember where we were. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tampines&lt;/span&gt; Mall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;which is also where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; meeting everyone tomorrow for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;floorball&lt;/span&gt;. we're gonna see match. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna get the 8 Days. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-4681366302328293111?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/4681366302328293111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=4681366302328293111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/4681366302328293111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/4681366302328293111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/09/found.html' title='found'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoaswvfwxI/AAAAAAAAAWg/37x9JQo5tVY/s72-c/DSC01874%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-247380350921861906</id><published>2008-09-11T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T05:23:27.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Days &amp; 15 km</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm gonna get the magazine from Claire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;There's an article on it of the Twilight movie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm gonna scan it :) *sing-song voice*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said it's to be on Dec 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*pout*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh, and we went to the gym today for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;floorball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. we had to pay $2.50. a mess to find our way there. and we had to WALK, with our heavy load. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. *shudders* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kenshang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or something, in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bedok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. it was so cool. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been to one before, with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rachael&lt;/span&gt;. i love the treadmill. what fun. i think i did 7.1 km, in 32 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;min&lt;/span&gt;, my speed was 6. and i lost 155 calories. now that, i remember. for this, i had to cycle. ridiculous. i haven't cycled in ages. around 8+ km in 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;min&lt;/span&gt; and burned off 42 calories. not bad, i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;guess what? now i remember something. i finally submitted my Self Nomination form for the Student Council. man. praying! hopefully, i get in. I'll know what God thinks if I get in. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt;. *shuffles feet* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so nervous..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-247380350921861906?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/247380350921861906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=247380350921861906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/247380350921861906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/247380350921861906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/09/8-days-15-km.html' title='8 Days &amp; 15 km'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-7438480774446087738</id><published>2008-09-10T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:55:39.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoOdIWesNI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/juXsrWvnJeU/s1600-h/Photo0274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245020609647128786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoOdIWesNI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/juXsrWvnJeU/s320/Photo0274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoOXWPTVlI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UZTcE8KPC7U/s1600-h/Photo0269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245020510295905874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoOXWPTVlI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/UZTcE8KPC7U/s320/Photo0269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;M&amp;amp;Ms!!!!! mummy got different ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoOXRgMjEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/v-dv5y6O1Gk/s1600-h/Photo0271.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245020509024586818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoOXRgMjEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/v-dv5y6O1Gk/s320/Photo0271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoOXs6PasI/AAAAAAAAAQg/B0x1wWYSWrs/s1600-h/Photo0270.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245020516381584066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoOXs6PasI/AAAAAAAAAQg/B0x1wWYSWrs/s320/Photo0270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; besides the weird bulk (which i don't mind),&lt;br /&gt;they have pictures!!! something about Indiana Jones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoOXmjmFUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/GEcZzTeKrNY/s1600-h/Photo0272.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245020514675987778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoOXmjmFUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/GEcZzTeKrNY/s320/Photo0272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoOX0ygSoI/AAAAAAAAAQw/y9937zqO3Js/s1600-h/Photo0273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245020518496619138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoOX0ygSoI/AAAAAAAAAQw/y9937zqO3Js/s320/Photo0273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-7438480774446087738?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/7438480774446087738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=7438480774446087738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7438480774446087738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7438480774446087738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/09/mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm-m-mummy-got.html' title=''/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoOdIWesNI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/juXsrWvnJeU/s72-c/Photo0274.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-5929309414018414996</id><published>2008-09-09T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:21:10.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>esplanade &amp; cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoUMujtjnI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-OVZ2JBXxGw/s1600-h/Photo0258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245026924915166834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoUMujtjnI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-OVZ2JBXxGw/s320/Photo0258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoUMq05oSI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Iq9mWqBtriY/s1600-h/Photo0259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245026923913519394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoUMq05oSI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Iq9mWqBtriY/s320/Photo0259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoUITVMY_I/AAAAAAAAAWA/mMpRXDNxv1I/s1600-h/Photo0266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245026848887038962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNxMvZLDI/AAAAAAAAAPA/A1OnDpDyEmI/s320/Photo0221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNxHK4RCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/nF49GWQQd2c/s1600-h/Photo0222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244034690997306402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNxHK4RCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/nF49GWQQd2c/s320/Photo0222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNxVnbXfI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ikwtf7WiNiM/s1600-h/Photo0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNxVR9XEI/AAAAAAAAAPY/il6wM8fjEzU/s1600-h/Photo0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244034694785096770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNxVR9XEI/AAAAAAAAAPY/il6wM8fjEzU/s320/Photo0224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNxsbCIpI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hNHuJ_tOLoQ/s1600-h/Photo0225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244034700997173906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNxsbCIpI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hNHuJ_tOLoQ/s320/Photo0225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNU1BLvnI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sxeYl_fe1DI/s1600-h/Photo0216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244034205088464498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNU1BLvnI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sxeYl_fe1DI/s320/Photo0216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNVN6y22I/AAAAAAAAAOg/f6uRwisd7Qk/s1600-h/Photo0217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244034211772554082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNVN6y22I/AAAAAAAAAOg/f6uRwisd7Qk/s320/Photo0217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNVY4P9tI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bdg2uT1WPsw/s1600-h/Photo0219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244034214714668754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNVY4P9tI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bdg2uT1WPsw/s320/Photo0219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNVZJCudI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Ol9uto1UYxA/s1600-h/Photo0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244034214785104338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNVZJCudI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Ol9uto1UYxA/s320/Photo0218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNVsEOA9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/vG0PDbYBVeE/s1600-h/Photo0220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244034219865146322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaNVsEOA9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/vG0PDbYBVeE/s320/Photo0220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Esplanade:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;one word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;whoa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;in several? well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1/2, 1/5 &amp;amp; 1/6 had to go to the Esplanade to watch "Off Centre" by The Necessary Stage (i think that's the name, though). We took the bus there. I sat with Rachael, Claire &amp;amp; Letitia were behind us, Kathleen &amp;amp; Charlotte across the aisle and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sammi&lt;/span&gt; behind them. Besides &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sammi&lt;/span&gt;, the six of us played Truth Or Dare and something like '5 things we don't know about each other'. v. fun. unfortunately, there had to be a slight glitch when we got to the Esplanade. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Charlotte&lt;/span&gt;, possibly - since we couldn't find it in her bag, left her phone on the bus. I don't know if she got it back. And, of course, I took pictures of the place. Hadn't been there in a while. Like I said, whoa. Apparently, it takes about three months to clean one dome. And the salary is off the chain! around the ten-hundreds. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yeesh&lt;/span&gt;. goody for them. and they have to work year round. Rachael wanted to work there. definitely plenty of money. not sure if it's so easy, though. The tour was a little long lasting, but enjoyable. When we made it to the theatre, it wasn't as breath-taking as the 'arena'. Did i mention there was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Peranakan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;restuarant&lt;/span&gt; there? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt;. I took notes in the play and tried to draw out the setting. However, before the play started we had to make way. And my whole row kept switching places. There were three girls from a different school, and another bigger one - coed. nice. I believe they were upper sec. Their vocab was.. higher than my classmates. :D and I had to explain what one of them said to Claire and Letitia. It was funny that I could understand them and the play. But it was terrific. afterwards, when we had to depart, i called my dad but when i heard my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;step'mum&lt;/span&gt;''s voice. i freaked. and I thanked God when i could go home with the rest since the bus hadn't come until i hung up. man. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;euw&lt;/span&gt;. of course, there was a traffic jam. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;. I thanked Him, again. figured He had something to do with it. and that's about all i can remember. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;must've&lt;/span&gt; soaked most of it off. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; hungry. snack time. mum's calling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mmmmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cupcakes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;auntie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Evonne&lt;/span&gt; made some cupcakes for me. thank you. i took a picture of two green icing-coated bears and one of the cupcakes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-5929309414018414996?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/5929309414018414996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=5929309414018414996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5929309414018414996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5929309414018414996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/09/esplanade-cupcakes.html' title='esplanade &amp; cupcakes'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMoUMujtjnI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-OVZ2JBXxGw/s72-c/Photo0258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-1481613767927239884</id><published>2008-09-08T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T07:41:19.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lit Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaJwO93haI/AAAAAAAAAOI/yRIp-PnnHh0/s1600-h/Photo0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244030277863835042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaJwO93haI/AAAAAAAAAOI/yRIp-PnnHh0/s320/Photo0213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaJwD0dOUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/8rOkRhzl-DE/s1600-h/Photo0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244030274871572802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaJwD0dOUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/8rOkRhzl-DE/s320/Photo0214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; it was up a long time ago but i just took a picture of it today. the Literature Showcase. mine and rachael's was the only one from 1/2. 17/20, baby! whoo! unfortunately, the "b" from "elizabeth" dropped out somewhere. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-1481613767927239884?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/1481613767927239884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=1481613767927239884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1481613767927239884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1481613767927239884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-was-up-long-time-ago-but-i-just-took.html' title='Lit Show'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaJwO93haI/AAAAAAAAAOI/yRIp-PnnHh0/s72-c/Photo0213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-3715527504341388006</id><published>2008-09-05T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T07:34:04.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rain &amp; sweat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaGyzjRL9I/AAAAAAAAANo/KUuksQ1_J-c/s1600-h/Photo0209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244027023509237714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaGyzjRL9I/AAAAAAAAANo/KUuksQ1_J-c/s320/Photo0209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaGzIQKhfI/AAAAAAAAANw/X4YcnVqsam8/s1600-h/Photo0210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244027029066253810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaGzIQKhfI/AAAAAAAAANw/X4YcnVqsam8/s320/Photo0210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaGzX-SMHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/iSXgZC7nhQY/s1600-h/Photo0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244027033286226034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaGzX-SMHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/iSXgZC7nhQY/s320/Photo0211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaGzaliSSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rZBegYKUj38/s1600-h/Photo0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244027033987729698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaGzaliSSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rZBegYKUj38/s320/Photo0212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;make it to school at 8:30 &amp;amp; enter school at 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;we had floorball at the tournament building, see, near kallang leisure park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;we ran two rounds around the inside of the building since it was raining. i got pictures from another day that was clouding over. awesome, really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;cheryl, fatin (1/1) and matilda didn't make it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;mr fati brought down some sticks that was a black stick with yellow patterns. it smelt of rusted metal. euw. and it reminded me of pikachu. hmm. he taught me another move; like a harder strike at the ball. my wrists flicked during the whole training, and got kinda painful. man, i'm gonna be sore tomorrow. he let us play with coloured balls. i chose a green one but it kept getting lost and yun hui had my gold one which got lost in the lot, as well. messy. anyway, what's done is done. i gotta soak in the bath. &lt;em&gt;ciao&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-3715527504341388006?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/3715527504341388006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=3715527504341388006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/3715527504341388006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/3715527504341388006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/09/rain-sweat.html' title='rain &amp; sweat'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SMaGyzjRL9I/AAAAAAAAANo/KUuksQ1_J-c/s72-c/Photo0209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-776762235581547198</id><published>2008-08-29T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T18:45:01.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brain cancer?</title><content type='html'>i found one web site that said using handphones on the left ear is safer and don't make/answer a call when the battery bar is at it's lowest because the radiation is v. high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;go fig. farhana called - i think she and kim got me my wing key chain- and i had to use rachael's handphone which was almost flat and on the right ear. no wonder i got that splitting headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-776762235581547198?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/776762235581547198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=776762235581547198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/776762235581547198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/776762235581547198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/08/brain-cancer.html' title='brain cancer?'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-6783306682563125059</id><published>2008-08-29T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T18:05:00.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;all right. i just checked. Twilight movie on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Nov 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;they moved it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;dec 12.. dec 24.. &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;three weeks earlier&lt;/span&gt;... nov 12...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;they love changing this stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Countdown: 84&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"shake, shake, shake, shake, shake it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our ACES Day dance today.&lt;br /&gt;what fun.&lt;br /&gt;i think everyone - sec 1s &amp;amp; 2s - was mostly confident of the chorus.&lt;br /&gt;sec 3 student leaders showed us the dance.&lt;br /&gt;it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i missed seeing evelyn, angel and manju because my friend and i had to meet our moms at the carpark. frick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i did see mrs chew, though. she hasn't changed much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;unfortunately, i couldn't see Mrs Liew - continuing her studies - and Mrs Ng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-6783306682563125059?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/6783306682563125059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=6783306682563125059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/6783306682563125059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/6783306682563125059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-right.html' title=''/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-7123429634245192277</id><published>2008-08-28T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T03:38:53.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SLfPvcPkfsI/AAAAAAAAANY/4aDIzwAOcPk/s1600-h/Photo0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239885105411161794" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SLfPpdIt6aI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Gwc6uzUeDQI/s320/Photo0204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;regine, rachael and i wanted to go to Tampines Mall. emma was meeting us there. but regine had to go home and put her books down. no way was she carrying the box the whole way. so, while she went upstairs, rachael and i played in the playground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need the loo, so i'll make this shorter than short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;we split. i went with regine to look for flowers. let her see the wing i want. red roses with white wrapping. $1.80. 8 of 'em. $14 something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-7123429634245192277?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/7123429634245192277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=7123429634245192277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7123429634245192277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7123429634245192277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/08/regine-rachael-and-i-wanted-to-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SLfPvcPkfsI/AAAAAAAAANY/4aDIzwAOcPk/s72-c/Photo0205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-8289223570200811880</id><published>2008-08-27T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T03:24:08.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alone at last</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SLfON3A1sBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/MoWGi1vjfP0/s1600-h/Photo0171%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239883428969951250" style="FLOAT: right; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SLZ73UqD9kI/AAAAAAAAAJg/38hHd9csaIY/s320/Photo0175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SLZ73t8j1fI/AAAAAAAAAJo/4gjRQ2qT9Ew/s1600-h/Photo0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239511413648774642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SLZ73t8j1fI/AAAAAAAAAJo/4gjRQ2qT9Ew/s320/Photo0176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-8289223570200811880?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/8289223570200811880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=8289223570200811880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8289223570200811880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8289223570200811880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/08/alone-at-last.html' title='alone at last'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SLfON3A1sBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/MoWGi1vjfP0/s72-c/Photo0171%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-5420118830976231458</id><published>2008-08-25T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T18:50:00.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my wing / my heart / my mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SLKM3SZqgdI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SqsTkza0JvQ/s1600-h/Photo0169%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238404198045483474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SLKM3SZqgdI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SqsTkza0JvQ/s320/Photo0169%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SLKM3a83JhI/AAAAAAAAAI4/WBFKpNCqxeI/s1600-h/Photo0170%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238404200340596242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SLKM3a83JhI/AAAAAAAAAI4/WBFKpNCqxeI/s320/Photo0170%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SLKM3tuvW7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/leO1JzzlvLA/s1600-h/silver%2520wing%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238404205381639090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SLKM3tuvW7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/leO1JzzlvLA/s320/silver%2520wing%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is so nice!!!! i was drinking root beer and just slumped forward to relax and when i came up i saw a heart from the liquid i drank on my bedspread. so.. neat? ha ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i found this wing in a store. i forget the name, though. it's part of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;key chain&lt;/span&gt;. at Century Square. maybe someone could get me this for a belated birthday present? it's beautiful, no? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;we had D&amp;amp;T today. what fun using a machine to scare the snot out of a person. and the stories.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jeezum&lt;/span&gt;. not repeating it, though. you'll have to ask Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ng&lt;/span&gt;. but mine turned into a mess when i decided to add a silver glittered wing to the top-base of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;photo frame&lt;/span&gt;. everything showing turned gruesome. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sliding&lt;/span&gt; down. i had to wipe off my fruit vine later because of the horrible contrast. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;. the rest became like that. which means the wing's gone, too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;frick&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;flippin&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;frick&lt;/span&gt;. well. at least i have that. something okay, i guess. maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; frame an old picture of me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;rachael&lt;/span&gt; in it. &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/4622794026991863641-5420118830976231458?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/5420118830976231458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=5420118830976231458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5420118830976231458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5420118830976231458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-wing-my-heart-my-mess.html' title='my wing / my heart / my mess'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SLKM3SZqgdI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SqsTkza0JvQ/s72-c/Photo0169%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-2386808395496626294</id><published>2008-08-21T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T03:39:11.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i thought all i had was pains and nausea. but, apparently, it was much more. who knew?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i went to the clinic and the doctor wan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;ted to test something out. she kept pressing certain areas of my waist and middle - like the sides and below - and wasn't so sure if i was in pain. she said she suspected i had appendicitis. thankfully, my mum was with me because the doctor said i should immediately go to the hospital for a check. that scared me, though. i tried to make a joke out of it; that maybe an appendicitis was the reason i got all those stomach pains. hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;well, we took the taxi to Changi hospital. my stomach churned. i went to the A&amp;amp;E - Accidents &amp;amp; Emergencies. took my blood pressure and had to wait a while before i saw the doctor. when i went, he had to do a standard and check to see if i got it. to be certain, though, he had me take a blood and pee test. euw. the needle was long. and &lt;em&gt;pointy&lt;/em&gt;. i didn't like it. he had to wrap a rubber glove around my upper arm to show any veins. i didn't see any and told him so. he said he couldn't see any either. but he assured the pain would be like an ant bite - never really cared much for those, too - and asked me not to beat him up. needless to say, i didn't yell but i pinched my leg, hard. my mum was trying to comfort me, asking me to spell out stuff or otherwise pinch her. she realized later why the latter idea was bad - for her. after it was over, i had to take the pee test. and i definitely had to go. well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;you do not want to know the full details of what happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;trust me. i had to wait about an hour till the tests were completed. during the time, i told evelyn, regine, rachael, letitia and jean about my suspected appendicitis. they were.. concerned, of course. they had better be. and i read, obviously. well. some of their prayers must've worked because when i was called back, the doctor said what i had was HIGHLY UNLIKELY and i didn't need to be warded into the hospital. however, he did give a three-day MC to allow me rest. thank you! but i just can't wait to find out what the others will say about this. luckily, i get five days rest because of the weekend. happy days :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;'scuse me now. toooooooooooooooooooileeeeeeeeeeeeet. looooooooooooooooooooooooooo. baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaathroooooooooooooooooooooooooooom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-2386808395496626294?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/2386808395496626294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=2386808395496626294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/2386808395496626294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/2386808395496626294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wanna.html' title='i wanna ......'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-6846228122447687492</id><published>2008-08-19T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:31:00.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKrI-BfPnDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GMWqSQ3igyA/s1600-h/Photo0168%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236218484648549426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKrI-BfPnDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GMWqSQ3igyA/s320/Photo0168%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the MnM/MnN muffins were a mess! the oil bubbled out so much while baking i had to drain it &lt;em&gt;three times&lt;/em&gt;! anyway, here's the look. tastes better than it looks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i found my astrology reading. it's v. accurate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this isn't fair.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got so much work that i couldn't enjoy my birthday. ridiculous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had to tell my dad to reschedule our dinner just because of my math work. how stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i upsetted both my parents. not a good feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoped something great would happen today. not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i actually had to remind people it was my birthday. gosh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wishes from:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheryl s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;claire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yin ru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;letitia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;regine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zarifah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;franziska&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rachael - messaged HaPPy bIrTHdaY to me; lost count of how many. going for 13?? "maybe :)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;michelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;priscilla (1/7)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;denise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kathleen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;netto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;birthday song (rach and cheryl sang - mostly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;charlotte - "Happy Birthday, Holy Jade!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yuki - sort of sang to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sophia (and a message)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;priscilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;farhana &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;karina } 1/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mildred &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amanda (1/8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;matilda (1/6)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pei ling (1/3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dadddy and mummy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stepmum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;presents:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uncle, aunt and cousins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rachael&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mummy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, mum likes the cookies. i wonder why she won't try my muffins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have to throw up.. dinner did me in... and i'm getting bad headache.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAppY BiRTHDAy To mE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8:31 P.M.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-6846228122447687492?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/6846228122447687492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=6846228122447687492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/6846228122447687492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/6846228122447687492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-today.html' title='why today?'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKrI-BfPnDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GMWqSQ3igyA/s72-c/Photo0168%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-677105214484919144</id><published>2008-08-18T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T07:22:36.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>loosing with chocolate chips</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKq0eCVYljI/AAAAAAAAAIY/cAQNz1fZKGk/s1600-h/Photo0166%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236195944887260722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKq0eCVYljI/AAAAAAAAAIY/cAQNz1fZKGk/s320/Photo0166%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; we had our competition today against Bedok Town B. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;matilda and toni followed and cheered us on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKq0eXO30fI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Qf0JgwkvhnY/s1600-h/Photo0167%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236195950497092082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKq0eXO30fI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Qf0JgwkvhnY/s320/Photo0167%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; I substitued michelle and shi ya played forward right, replacing fatin (1/8). i played centre and, thankfully, i could run this time, just needed to score. i hit one of the player's legs and somehow made another giggle - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the referee asked us to keep our legs together while we faced-off. we did, but i wiggled and groaned and she laughed-&lt;/span&gt; hmm. i think the same girl went down twice, once she tripped on the ball, second marga crashed into her. ouch. anyway, we lost. no telling of scores, but i'm not certain of this one, any-hoo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;the pictures were of my chocolate chip cookies that we made during Home Ec. mmm. tasted good. lots of little chips. just hope it'll be like that tomorrow during our exam. i think we're making muffins... not too sure. anyway, gotta let mum try 'em. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BIRTHDAY TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;clues&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://two.flash-gear.com/npuz/puz.php?c=v&amp;amp;id=2307308&amp;amp;k=2760997"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://two.flash-gear.com/npuz/puz.php?c=v&amp;amp;id=2307308&amp;amp;k=2760997&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://two.flash-gear.com/npuz/puz.php?c=v&amp;amp;id=2307321&amp;amp;k=59457049"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://two.flash-gear.com/npuz/puz.php?c=v&amp;amp;id=2307321&amp;amp;k=59457049&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i made picture puzzles! guess who :) ` i put them in the blog if you want to try it from there - Revelation of the truth `&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-5153438558932989881?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/5153438558932989881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=5153438558932989881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5153438558932989881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5153438558932989881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/08/keep-guessing.html' title='keep guessing'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-168155564346974800</id><published>2008-08-12T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:01:02.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight button</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NO FAIR!!! NO FAIR!!!!!! NO FAIR!!!!!!!!!!&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;Claire, you show-off!!!!!&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;Her sister works at Borders and they were each given a black button with the words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"I got&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;bitten&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;by Breaking Dawn"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and she brought it today to show off! 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-2150367596776446422</id><published>2008-08-08T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T02:34:23.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAC Olympics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sports Day for SAC girls!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;we took 15 and i rode to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Temasek&lt;/span&gt; Polytechnic with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;farhana&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;amanda&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rachael&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rachael&lt;/span&gt; was our mascot and had to dress up as China's flag. sort of. she wore their 5 yellow stars - 1 big one &amp;amp; 4 smaller ones around at the side. another star was on her left cheek. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure who bought one of the Olympic pandas. that was part of her look, too. she also had the China flag with her. all part of the get-up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;we sang the National &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Anthem&lt;/span&gt;, took Pledge and sang our school song. i wondered what the Olympic song sounded like. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; find out later anyway. the Opening Ceremony in Beijing is tonight at 8:08:08 (8 hours, 8 minutes into it, 8 seconds into that). cute, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;we sat, well, stood through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;MOE's&lt;/span&gt; speech read out by miss martens. if you haven't heard it, all you need to know that it was long. as in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;loooong&lt;/span&gt;. then we started the games. push-ball (with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;reeeally&lt;/span&gt; big ball - beach ball? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;siddiq&lt;/span&gt; was bouncing it); human &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Foosball&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Telematch&lt;/span&gt; - carrying a ping-pong ball with a spoon, what, no eggs?, the relays - 4x100m, 50m, 100m, 8x50m; and, of course, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Gladiatress&lt;/span&gt;!! which was, apparently this: bounce-y float, on it were two stools (the blue one was steadier), two huge '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;cotton&lt;/span&gt; sticks' (one was full of water which made it heavier). objective: not to hit the head but to knock the opponent off the stool using the sticks. we had helmets, too. duh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;we were against 1/7 first and i got disqualified for hitting one of their heads, which means, point to them. oops on my part. but didn't matter anyway. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;naomi&lt;/span&gt; and yin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ru&lt;/span&gt; got the other two. i laughed a little, too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;yi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;zhen&lt;/span&gt; managed to knock the other girl down with one hit! i encouraged my friends from 1/8 - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lynette&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;sonia&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;lin&lt;/span&gt;. and, no duh, we battled against them. and we won! i went against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;lin&lt;/span&gt; but she hardly hit me. which was a surprise. next, 1/4. i went against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;abigail&lt;/span&gt;... which didn't work out so well. we tied and another pair went into another round. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; i hit her, i said sorry; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; she hit me, she said sorry. and amazingly i stayed on, even with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;shakey&lt;/span&gt; stool and extremely heavy stick. good balance, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; say. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; me. and guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;1/2 WON &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;GLADIATRESS&lt;/span&gt; (against the sec 1s)!!!!!!!!!!!! i went to collect the medals!!!!!!! so cool!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;then we had Champions VS. Teachers. SO NOT FAIR! some like ms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;zarina&lt;/span&gt; (she got knocked off!), ms martens (knocked off yin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;ru&lt;/span&gt;), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;siddiq&lt;/span&gt; (knocked off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt;), all v. strong. mean, man! we got trampled! and they gloated later. "Champion 1/2 against the teachers. and, of course, the teachers won!" *pout*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i felt so nervous.. i didn't know what i was supposed to be doing for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Gladiatress&lt;/span&gt;. i read yesterday it was something to do with jousting (well.. it was close. i guess. but safer than what they had back then in Roman times)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;my arms hurt A LOT! which probably happened for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i need to soak soon. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been out to the Borders sale. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;ouchie&lt;/span&gt;. my feet are killing me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;in shortness and all, my class won out of all the sec 1s and we got the shiny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;trophy&lt;/span&gt;!!!! GO 1/2!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;in every event, we either got 1st, 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; or 3rd!!!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;WHOO&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-2150367596776446422?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/2150367596776446422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=2150367596776446422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/2150367596776446422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/2150367596776446422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/08/sac-olympics-then-some.html' title='SAC Olympics'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-7012717787491745559</id><published>2008-08-07T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T06:14:54.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>0, 7-7, 12 .[[Twi+light]] 140</title><content type='html'>0 days&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; left of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CAs&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Thank goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;12 more days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;till my birthday..&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:verdana;"&gt;140 MORE days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;till Twilight movie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;7-7 score against St. Margaret's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;we should have beaten them! it was supposed to be 8-7! What happened?! even we don't know! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cloe&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;matilda&lt;/span&gt;, everyone is saying that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fatin&lt;/span&gt; (1/8) scored one more goal but &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; said nothing! does &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; even trust us? man.. the referee was different today. younger, faster definitely. not bad looking, really. and he's kinda funny, too, i guess. anyway, when it was the last period (we have 3, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt; you didn't know), us with 6, their forward, Gloria, even said we're supposed to have tied with them. But actually we were supposed to have already beaten them with 8 and win the whole game. &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; said not to act sour and all, we still won 2-1 or something like that. but &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; was kinda sour. i felt vibes. oh, and miss martens, miss wan (i think) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mrs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;joseph&lt;/span&gt; came to watch our game. huh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i rode with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt; to the stadium and with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt; back. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt; said she might get the calendar for me! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; do! and i lent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt; my golden ball. take care of it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;speaking of balls, one of them cracked under &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;fatin&lt;/span&gt; (1/1, goalkeeper) during the game. funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;everyone got soaked after the game. it was raining, and it just started (what a coincidence) up again. while the bus drove back to school, two 17s passed us! my gosh. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;amira&lt;/span&gt; said it was bad luck. i had to share my umbrella with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;pei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ying&lt;/span&gt;. i got wet, still. also because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt; was pulling the umbrella away from me, playfully she thinks. ha. my socks were wet and i think some water was still in my sports shoes when i came home. i have to wear my old ones tomorrow.. mostly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; bag, shoes, clothes and hair was all soaked. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;sonia&lt;/span&gt; ran. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;sonia&lt;/span&gt; and i went back to school to find the rest but none of them were seen, so we went back to the bus stop. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;matilda&lt;/span&gt; came later. then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;lin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;amira&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;lin&lt;/span&gt; went back to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;fatin&lt;/span&gt; (1/8) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;cheryl&lt;/span&gt;, and ran back without her umbrella (guess where it was). then again, went back into school to find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;marga&lt;/span&gt;. man, she was drenched. and cold. v. v. cold. she kept shivering and jumping. poor baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Karina, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna kill you!!!!" she has Breaking Dawn!!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;jolene&lt;/span&gt; had told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;rachael&lt;/span&gt; and i that they got married (Edward and Bella)! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; killed her instead! which i will, soon. so, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;karina&lt;/span&gt; will get slack. maybe. MAN! WHY KRISTEN! I HATE HER! SHE LOOKS OLD AND SOUNDS LIKE A TOAD! WHY DOES SHE GET TO KISS ROBERT! OF ALL PEOPLE! i despise anyone who would kiss Robert or Edward anyway :)&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/4622794026991863641-7012717787491745559?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/7012717787491745559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=7012717787491745559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7012717787491745559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7012717787491745559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/08/0-7-7-12-140.html' title='0, 7-7, 12 .[[Twi+light]] 140'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-996972663248805233</id><published>2008-08-07T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:47:48.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>experiments with looooong waiting minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZoWxNrPyI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QAjPboC9PBQ/s1600-h/Photo0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234986357241888546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZoWxNrPyI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QAjPboC9PBQ/s320/Photo0159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZoFINgOuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ULJ9ntP7glU/s1600-h/Photo0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234986054177536738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZoFINgOuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ULJ9ntP7glU/s320/Photo0156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZoFGxxCEI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EWY4WnpwFCE/s1600-h/Photo0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234986053792761922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZoFGxxCEI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EWY4WnpwFCE/s320/Photo0157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZoFYff-2I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2XHZ_loTiQA/s1600-h/Photo0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234986058547985250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZoFYff-2I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2XHZ_loTiQA/s320/Photo0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love science experiments! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lab partner is Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honestly, she isn't THAT bad. we have this hate/hate relationship :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were learning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Evapo&lt;/span&gt;ration, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Filtration&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chromatography&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun to light the burner. even though the gas stank a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the water took &lt;strong&gt;for ever&lt;/strong&gt; to drip into the beaker and let the sand remain as residue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i liked doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chromatography&lt;/span&gt; the best. look at my dazzling array of colours - only from green, of course :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-996972663248805233?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/996972663248805233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=996972663248805233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/996972663248805233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/996972663248805233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/08/experiments-with-looooong-waiting.html' title='experiments with looooong waiting minutes'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZoWxNrPyI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QAjPboC9PBQ/s72-c/Photo0159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-4555407574330593044</id><published>2008-08-06T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T06:15:36.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 .,.`([t+9454448}[\|/],,,. 13 //\\ 141</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; more day of Common Tests... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;English and History&lt;/span&gt; √&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Math and Chinese&lt;/span&gt; √&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Geography&lt;/span&gt; √&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lit. and Science left...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;141&lt;/strong&gt; days till the Twilight movie is released!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i can&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; wait that long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt; said that on the day, Borders probably would have the 2009 Twilight calendar! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;oh, i want that for my birthday, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i started a countdown on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;messanger&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;№&lt;/strong&gt; of days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;till birthday&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;► &lt;strong&gt;13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;№ of days till movie ► &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;141&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;is it me, or is that a long time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-4555407574330593044?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/4555407574330593044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=4555407574330593044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/4555407574330593044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/4555407574330593044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/08/1-13-141.html' title='1 .,.`([t+9454448}[\|/],,,. 13 //\\ 141'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-7099866891230867342</id><published>2008-08-02T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T06:03:48.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight &amp; "Happy Birthday to you.."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;`` at my cousin's house ``&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:times new roman;"&gt;oh yeah!! i got the Twilight saga! well, only Twilight, New Moon and Eclipse. maybe i can sweet talk my way into getting Breaking Dawn.. *slow smile* my birthday is coming in 17 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what do i want?&lt;br /&gt;1) mum (and/or dad) is getting me a typewriter&lt;br /&gt;2) Farhana might be getting me Artemis Fowl and the Time Paradox (may be sharing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the movie for Twilight is coming up on 25th December; on Christmas! maybe I'll go see it with the rest of them the next day..? i can't wait to watch it; like a countdown of more than 4 months before the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mind me, I'm gonna watch the trailers.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.twilightthemovie.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY Carissa (my little cousin)!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-7099866891230867342?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/7099866891230867342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=7099866891230867342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7099866891230867342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7099866891230867342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/08/twilight-happy-birthday-to-you.html' title='Twilight &amp; &quot;Happy Birthday to you..&quot;'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-5153298602682563282</id><published>2008-07-30T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:39:00.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we tied!!!! and in an unrelation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;just a short one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;we TIED!!!!!! 7 odd!!!!!!!!!! against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bedok&lt;/span&gt; Town A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;One West Supernova withdrew (chickens!!) from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;saturday's&lt;/span&gt; match, well, at least we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wednesday's&lt;/span&gt; to look forward to. St Margaret's, eat our dust!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and in an unrelated news:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i don't know why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mrs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt; was comparing others' answers with mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;actually, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; gone home earlier if she didn't use mine for a reference for answers (at least, i think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;maybe mine was all right? who knows. but it did a bit on my ego (in a, if you will, good way). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-5153298602682563282?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/5153298602682563282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=5153298602682563282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5153298602682563282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5153298602682563282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-tied-and-in-unrelation.html' title='we tied!!!! and in an unrelation'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-3246740484599113548</id><published>2008-07-26T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T05:34:15.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i played!!! then passed out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WAHOO&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! i played for F&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;atin&lt;/span&gt; and it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;exhilarating&lt;/span&gt;! and painful, duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;we had our match against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;VJC&lt;/span&gt;, and lost... but it was the best scores so far!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;3-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;actually, it was supposed to be 3-3 but the blind bat of a referee didn't see the other two shots. dingbat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;anyway, my lungs were on fire that day and i had to ask my dad to pick me up. too much pain in my lower &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lumbar&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;an hour later, i was still breathing hard. and i think they used my golden ball again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;AND it got flattened by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; foot!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;but the ref. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;readjusted&lt;/span&gt; it, thankfully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i don't like their coaches either. they talked too much. oh, did i say talk? i meant shout, holler, bellow; whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;one of them was saying "who's blocking number 9!!! someone mark her!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;did i mention i got whacked in the face but a shoulder? dang, one of their girls ran straight into me. probably bruised my cheek and nose. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;yeesh&lt;/span&gt;. aggressive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Claire&lt;/span&gt; played for me twice because i was too tired. apparently, i didn't play that badly. but my legs said otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i stole the ball from them a lot! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so happy! one of them kept saying "shit". ha! serves her right (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;plausibly&lt;/span&gt; the one who whammed me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;anyway, eventful and not that bad considering we were against a Junior College. ah, well. better cool off. i gotta pass out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-3246740484599113548?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/3246740484599113548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=3246740484599113548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/3246740484599113548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/3246740484599113548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-played-then-passed-out.html' title='i played!!! then passed out'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-8443586166948036177</id><published>2008-07-23T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T07:58:42.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i found a golden ball and we used it during the match!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;we fought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bedok&lt;/span&gt; South today.. man, all of them are so rough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; kinda happy, my ball got the goalkeeper on the head (actually, on her helmet and she said "ow".. ha, what a joke) and one in the nose (she got a massive nosebleed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i feel so diabolical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;somehow, it loves the outside.. it flew out the door most of the time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;anyway, we lost this one, as well.. not good for our spirits. again, you will never know them. but, when i was checking the scores for the previous games (they actually put it up before *humph*), St &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Margaret's&lt;/span&gt; did a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;baaaaad&lt;/span&gt; job, too. two matches : two zeros. the ref. said they couldn't hit the ball! ha! (i have a sort of 'rival' in SM, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; v. happy they stink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i did the scores for BS. obviously, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in a bad mood. the captain is #7 and vice is #3 (but she didn't even score one goal!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;problemo&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fatin&lt;/span&gt; (1/8) can't go for our match this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; against Victoria &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt; because she's going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;malaysia&lt;/span&gt;. we are so... *smiles big*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i was happy when we reached school. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;siddiq&lt;/span&gt; gave us our jerseys! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; #9!! yeah! they look SO good! the size is XS.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;jeezum&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; starting to get a cough now. better drink some fluids. ta-ta!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-8443586166948036177?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/8443586166948036177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=8443586166948036177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8443586166948036177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8443586166948036177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-found-golden-ball-and-we-used-it.html' title=''/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-7276808275060174247</id><published>2008-07-21T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:55:00.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow-eeizz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;oh, wow... today is the weirdest day of my life. i actually got praise from my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; teacher - no less - saying stuff like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"well done", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"keep it up" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"be like this the next lesson" (all in one sentence!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;maybe i was asking too many questions.. i never got such a shock in my life! i can't wait to tell my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; tuition teacher.. i wonder if she'll be as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shell-shocked&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-7276808275060174247?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/7276808275060174247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=7276808275060174247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7276808275060174247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7276808275060174247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow-eeizz.html' title='wow-eeizz'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-7389456804360554573</id><published>2008-07-19T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T07:50:39.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>before, during and after, floorball competition 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as usual, i'm not the most organized girl on the planet. matilda said she was waiting for me for about 30 minutes (i arrived at white sands at 12:14 p.m.). then we took the train to bedok. we walked for a while till we reached the KFC. we weren't that late, after all. most of them were there, though. marga said fatin was at pasir ris. jeez. claire and samantha arrived later. then  yun hui and carolyn. and, finally, yun lin. cheryl was meeting us at kallang; sonia probably wasn't coming; and we weren't too sure about cloe then. marga did a head-count outside of the KFC, then we went to the MRT station to get to kallang. why not a bus? i don't know. it &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; nearer. we asked about fatin outside and amira asked again when we were riding the escalator up to the concourse (marga actually forgot). what teammates we have.. but the thing is, when we got (sqvished, more like) onto the train, fatin (1/8) was there already. she said she had come out of that same train, saw us, and got back in. lucky her. we got out of the train to take bus 12 to the competition place. and again, we had our head-count. but the bus didn't come for a looong time, so we decided to walk to another bus stop (which we learnt there was one a distance away after amira and marga went to check at the station, at least, i think). we saw some guys playing floorball.. one was smaller and they were teasing shi ya about him, i don't know why. a few of them had our sticks and i kept seeing some with green ones! my gosh! that is SO unfair! anyway, we walked and walked and walked till we got to the bus stop. then we took bus 11. why? who knows. we split up on the ride, sitting here and there. i sat with yun hui; behind shi ya and yun lin; who were behind fatin and marga. michelle and pei ying we somewhat infront; matilda sat alone; claire, too, playing with her Nintendo, i think; and across the aisle sat carolyn and fatin (1/1). we got off at a bus stop near the kallang mall (what was its name?) and went in to have KFC. carolyn actually took out some honeystars to munch on while we walked there. jeezum. cheryl was there, as well. at first, we were looking around, trying to find it. they said it was downstairs, so i walked with yun lin halfway through an arche, when marga told us to backup. apparently, she saw a 'cute' guy. yeah, right. he had one of those longhair, Paul Twohill looks. gross. some of them said to go upstairs to the foodcourt or something, but then were smart enough to finally check the directory. so, in short we walked through the arche, back again, then back in, and back out and &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; up the escalator. my gosh. then they finally ate. they, yes, i mean &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt;. yun hui and i sat together at a table while the rest had a long row. i didn't mind, actually. i liked her company. we talked for a while, needn't you mind what. matilda got 'free' food, don't ask me how, and i ate some cheese fries and a popcorn chicken. mmm. we got up to leave after. we found the place easy enough, but had to walk one looooonger round around it to get to the entrance. what a walk. we played against Bedok Town B today. had some small time practicing before the match. yun lin and claire found some balls from the gutter. yuck. but usable. one of them was gold (claire's)! what idiot would loose it? well, his/her lost is our gain. the one yun lin found was the fastball - the one with all the 'dimples'. it rained a little, and the team players were 'missing'. the rest of us went looking for them, all around the building's perimeter. but, we found them sitting on the stairs, at such an obvious location. dang. just turning our heads outside and we could've spotted them! mr siddiq told me to keep the balls in my bag, after they did their drill before the match. i had to write the scores for Bedok Town! EUW! and you will never know them. halfway in the game, matilda had to go and "get some fresh air". she just probably wants the mosquitoes to suck on me, instead *growl* they love fair skin. anyway, i took a video of the first and second periods.. my phone went dead on me so i couldn't take the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2ead310769428d3c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2ead310769428d3c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331319370%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CCBA00813CD9020028E4A5D8EE6D7A15A6DDB5B.488EBA134F43CFCCDE6A1B78E636C787967D2552%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2ead310769428d3c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DADfnlk6Bl-ouV5L3AxzsldXaUOo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2ead310769428d3c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331319370%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CCBA00813CD9020028E4A5D8EE6D7A15A6DDB5B.488EBA134F43CFCCDE6A1B78E636C787967D2552%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2ead310769428d3c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DADfnlk6Bl-ouV5L3AxzsldXaUOo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9a4491c1add94703" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9a4491c1add94703%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331319370%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D165A01443EE4D03F80A5B7855E5E505373DCFBAF.18D4695DB1B2E1955BA6B557DA0358047597740C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9a4491c1add94703%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9yOYGo3FZmCaT0zs-Ps5YhZeFTE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9a4491c1add94703%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331319370%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D165A01443EE4D03F80A5B7855E5E505373DCFBAF.18D4695DB1B2E1955BA6B557DA0358047597740C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9a4491c1add94703%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9yOYGo3FZmCaT0zs-Ps5YhZeFTE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;matilda was messing with the scores for the second period. again. my goodness. itchy fingers. actually, they were doing well, really. i hated the goalkeeper and coach! i could've walked up to the GK and smacked her in the neck (a vulnerable place under all that armour) &amp;amp; whacked the coach at the back of her big ego-inflated head! "c'mon, shoot! shoot! shoot! shoot! &lt;em&gt;alama&lt;/em&gt;!" i really wanted to &lt;em&gt;shoot&lt;/em&gt; her! amira had asked me to call her mum ("just press 3") after the first period and i did, telling her she can pick amira up in 30 minutes. i was looking after her purse (phone inside) and camera. also babysat marga's phone, "incase anyone calls, tell them i'm in the match" or something like that was her instructions. 1 from her brother, 1 from daddy and 3 messages from her friend. that's one busy girl. and the ringtone for the messages didn't help my mood. yes, you guessed it, we lost. never you know how much! we all swore to secrecy later. stupid number 12! darn captain! yun lin and i planned on taking bus 12 to the MRT station, but then marga's mum and brother showed up. my gosh! i got a shock! i thought we were in trouble or something. but she was offering us a ride.. i said i was following yun lin. she said i was putting pressure on her. ha! in the end, we went with some of them. actually, i had to pull her arm a little. &lt;em&gt;chicken&lt;/em&gt;. so, yun lin, michelle and i were sqvished in the back; marga, with fatin (1/1) behind her, carolyn, yun hui and pei ying (who i think was sitting on yun hui), were in the middle; and the brother and mother in front. in that order. painful left to right. marga said she wanted to schedule another training for monday, no matter what mr siddiq or mr fati says. well, we'll see if there is one, but yun lin and i want to go, still. we got dropped off at the road near the station, but marga asked if i wanted to take a ride with her. since i was going back to pasir ris, it would be near. i would've, honestly, but i didn't dare impose on her family. so i just thanked her. i took the bus with michelle and pei ying; yun lin, yun hui and carolyn walked since they lived pretty near; and fatin stayed with us till her 225 bus came. mr lee was in the bus with us, too! i knew i was good with faces! michelle actually had the nerve to yell "mr lee!" in the bus, but he saw us anyway. i reached the white sands interchange at 7:50 something p.m. i was SO busted! mum had been waiting since 7! oopsie! anyway, i bought my retractable earphones for my phone (since two broke 'cause each one had a problem with the left earpiece) and borrowed some books from the library. my stomach is still sore and i probably have to go for wednesday's match, y'know, if mrs ng still has that medical appointment... better ask her on tuesday. gotta go do my work now.. what does ronaldo have to do with history, anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-7389456804360554573?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2ead310769428d3c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9a4491c1add94703&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/7389456804360554573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=7389456804360554573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7389456804360554573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7389456804360554573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/before-during-and-after-floorball.html' title='before, during and after, floorball competition 2'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-281072154837531598</id><published>2008-07-18T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:58:12.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>art in airport</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZr7VMTqwI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jMLugj2UAU4/s1600-h/Photo0146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234990283909999362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZr7VMTqwI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jMLugj2UAU4/s320/Photo0146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZr7xXu2TI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4SC4rneuvLY/s1600-h/Photo0147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234990291474110770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZr7xXu2TI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4SC4rneuvLY/s320/Photo0147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZr74y9X3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/D2GW7bBvQfE/s1600-h/Photo0148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234990293467357042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZr74y9X3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/D2GW7bBvQfE/s320/Photo0148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZr7_uSNzI/AAAAAAAAAII/qUpYvvmnmxk/s1600-h/Photo0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234990295326799666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZr7_uSNzI/AAAAAAAAAII/qUpYvvmnmxk/s320/Photo0149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZr8HhbAHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/gc27tb2kAWk/s1600-h/Photo0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234990297420333170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZr8HhbAHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/gc27tb2kAWk/s320/Photo0150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was at the airport with mummy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then had a sudden urge to look around and i fell in love with the architecture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even the tree looked worthy to be in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;museum&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;v. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sveet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice, innit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-281072154837531598?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/281072154837531598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=281072154837531598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/281072154837531598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/281072154837531598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/art-in-airport.html' title='art in airport'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZr7VMTqwI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jMLugj2UAU4/s72-c/Photo0146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-1764922165231851209</id><published>2008-07-17T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:47:58.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, the pain!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my class lost to 1-4 (they lost to 1-8)for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;floorball&lt;/span&gt; tournament in school... &lt;/span&gt;mummy!!!!!! the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;floorballers&lt;/span&gt; left for the competition against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SGS&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Serangoon&lt;/span&gt; Garden Sec) while i had my math tutorial. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;siddiq&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mrs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt; said i could choose for which i wanted to go to, but my mum said if i didn't go for tutorial she'd pull me out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;floorball&lt;/span&gt;. man! and unfortunately, we lost, too. 2-13&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't playing for either, of course :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;during drama, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;quah&lt;/span&gt; made us relax. for those who didn't bring their shorts, they had to do it near the wall. first position: we lay down, feet and legs apart, arms by our side, head rest on the floor (the next time, the ones with rubber bands had to remove them) and closing our eyes. second: we had to stay at the same position, eyes open, breathing out "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ooooh&lt;/span&gt;" or "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;aaaaahhh&lt;/span&gt;" to a spot on the ceiling. third: turn over, legs together, arm that was facing the ceiling, its hand placed in front of our faces, our heads never leaving the floor. fourth: use the hand in front of us to push ourselves into a sitting position. he went around with a walking stick, whacking anyone who didn't do it right. breathe in 1, 2, 3 &amp;amp; breathe out till 5; then breathe in again &amp;amp; breathe out till 8. then we practiced our scripts, i was with carol since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;amy&lt;/span&gt; was my original partner but she went to 1-5. my script name is Overnight. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; tell later on what props we are going to use and what setting it's in. for now, keep guessing.. &lt;/span&gt;unbelievable!!!! now because of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;florence&lt;/span&gt;, she has to sit 'next' to me in class and my whole 'quiet' group has to do a skit on persistence next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt; because she wouldn't go today!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; serious about the pain... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;siddiq&lt;/span&gt; trained us nuts today! he sat us down to talk to us about our/their game yesterday. there was this creepy little bug bouncing around on the floor, like going near &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;lin's&lt;/span&gt; bottom but she moved away. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt; and i had to switch sitting positions every now and then. later, he made us do sprinting. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ouchie&lt;/span&gt;! the length of the basketball court: to the center and back, to the end and back again. &lt;em&gt;under a time limit.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;three times. &lt;/strong&gt;i had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;lin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;matilda&lt;/span&gt; (she had hip-pains) in my group. i ran against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;fatin&lt;/span&gt; (1-8), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;fatin&lt;/span&gt; (1-1) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;samantha&lt;/span&gt;. it was so painful and i hardly had time to breathe. then, we got a two-minute breathing break. back to sprinting. half of us (two) had to go to the other end and do from there. so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;matilda&lt;/span&gt; and i went. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt; went first, then me, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;lin&lt;/span&gt; and then lastly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;matilda&lt;/span&gt;. against: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;cheryl&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;sonia&lt;/span&gt;. my gosh! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;fatin&lt;/span&gt; (1-1), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;cloe&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;carolyn&lt;/span&gt; had to do a few more runs. thankfully, i pushed myself on my last round. after our water break, we had to do a 'leisure' exercise. ha! it is no where near! exercise: he blew his whistle and we jogged on the spot at the first cone, then we did 30 push-ups there; jogged there when we were done and then over to the other cone, 30 crunches; jogged to another cone, 20 scissor-kicks (hands supporting our bottoms and putting our legs at a 5-degree angle, we had to bring them up and down, with straight legs) (the second time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;carolyn&lt;/span&gt; wouldn't try); jog to the benches, palms on bench/arms supporting weight, legs straight, bottom is just above the ground, 20 down and up; no more jogging, this time we had to do a type of stretch, one leg bent in front, another down at the back but we had to go &lt;em&gt;low, low, low, low, low, low &lt;/em&gt;(sorry, couldn't help myself; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; listening to Low now) and bend/walk forwards to yet another cone, and jog on the spot; back to the start. see my point about pain? and we had to do it &lt;em&gt;twice&lt;/em&gt;!! i was in agony! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;fatin&lt;/span&gt; (1-1 and our goalkeeper) was practicing dives and crosses. cool. she's getting better. when we kept the stuff, i promised &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt; support her the most since it was her second time doing goalie. then he shortened it to 3 stations (i was with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;lin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;cheryl&lt;/span&gt; (noticed: red 1-2, blue 1-8, red 1-2, blue 1-8)): 1st - legs pump up to hit our hands; 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; - 'running' up and down on the benches; 3rd - tuck-jumps (thanks a lot, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;marga&lt;/span&gt;!); 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; - we relax. he'd blow a whistle for every turn. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;siddiq&lt;/span&gt; told me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;matilda&lt;/span&gt; that we &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to attend the competition this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;, watching, taking the scores and everything. there goes catechism... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;floorballers&lt;/span&gt; meeting at 12:30 p.m., &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;Bedok&lt;/span&gt; Interchange. i think we're eating somewhere (McDonald's? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;?). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going for the library sale in the morning, changing to my attire there and taking the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt; back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;Pasir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;Ris&lt;/span&gt; to wait on the platform for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;matilda&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;pei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;ying&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt;. time isn't scheduled for them yet.. go figure. we had our match, too. i played with michelle, fatin (1-8) and cloe. it was either sonia or fatin that hit cloe's ball waaay out. again. and it got crushed by a truck's wheel. it got bounced by cars and motorcycles first, though. you should see it now. it looks like the slowly depleting Earth, honestly. and now, i need a to soak. man, i'm gonna be sore tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-1764922165231851209?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/1764922165231851209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=1764922165231851209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1764922165231851209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1764922165231851209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-pain.html' title='oh, the pain!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-8690667697494936032</id><published>2008-07-15T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T15:44:05.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"...I will be still and know you are God..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;my heart is weeping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in my study, singing Still by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hillsong&lt;/span&gt; (we sung it for our hymn today) and my grandfather is in the next room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;my maid came in and told me they could hear me. she said to my grandfather it was me who was singing, and he cried *sad smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;i am beyond happy :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide me now&lt;br /&gt;Under your wings&lt;br /&gt;Cover me&lt;br /&gt;within your mighty hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the oceans rise and thunders roar&lt;br /&gt;I will soar with you above the storm&lt;br /&gt;Father you are king over the flood&lt;br /&gt;I will be still and know you are God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find rest my soul&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;Know his power&lt;br /&gt;In quietness and trust&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-8690667697494936032?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/8690667697494936032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=8690667697494936032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8690667697494936032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8690667697494936032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-will-be-still-and-know-you-are-god.html' title='&quot;...I will be still and know you are God...&quot;'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-7902567993944876553</id><published>2008-07-12T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T12:09:01.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ow! Hot! Ow! @$%$!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my darling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;floorballers&lt;/span&gt; better start wearing sunscreen.. *sing-song voice*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a lot of them are turning tanner; browner; even blacker...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what's so difficult about wearing it? i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh, yes, that means i finally went for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;floorball&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we had our warm-ups, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fatin&lt;/span&gt; was asking me why i had my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;knee guard&lt;/span&gt; on and if i put on sunscreen *shakes head and smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the doctor said i had to wear something to protect my knee, just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt; i scrape it and it becomes infected. don't plan on letting it happen, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we had to play at the tennis courts, AGAIN, because of those annoying senior &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;basketballers&lt;/span&gt;!!! but, thankfully, they were getting scoldings from their coach when they were training later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i think i finally know what the slap-shot &lt;em&gt;looks&lt;/em&gt; like.. i just need to know how to &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;siddiq&lt;/span&gt; gave us (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ying&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sonia&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hui&lt;/span&gt; (she has a two-week MC because of her throat, i think, etc.) the consent form for the competition. we're.. they.. well... he said &lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt; could play if i was okay over the next few games. one of the Top 10, or something like that. but i can't do it now because of my stupid injury!!! but for now, we're watching.. whoopee... *monotonous tone*&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;the clouds &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;seldom&lt;/span&gt; covered the sun, but we still got scorched.. hence, the title...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-7902567993944876553?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/7902567993944876553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=7902567993944876553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7902567993944876553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7902567993944876553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/ow-hot-ow.html' title='Ow! Hot! Ow! @$%$!'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-1165121664049840858</id><published>2008-07-11T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T21:13:49.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i can't really remember everything from today, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna go with whatever facts i can think of right now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, let's see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;we have to reach the school by 7:15 a.m. for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;floorball&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;there's another creative writing competition that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;samantha&lt;/span&gt; showed us today, i jotted down the instructions for it, so yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna enter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;i went to the library earlier with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;rachael&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt;, needing to print out our write-up for the lit. GA. when i saw the books they brought from White Sands library, i was feeling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; UP!!!! i borrowed: two The Mediator books and MAXIMUM RIDE The Final Warning (even though i already have the whole series, i haven't read that one and now i don't have to open the one i bought). miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;suma&lt;/span&gt; said we needed to borrow at least one and brought us later on. and i got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt; to borrow for me, Ten Days To Zero. the only reason i didn't use my card, was that it reached its limit - 7 books (from the holidays) and i only can borrow 4 if i return all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;florence said i was a little crazy to read so many books. ha! she doesn't know the half of it! you should see the whole stack of library books i have in my room!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Jacqueline V. asked me to return the book she borrowed from the library (i did say we had to borrow at least one), and it's called &lt;strong&gt;Fast Lane - Blood Bond&lt;/strong&gt; by Spike T. Adams, there were a few of those Fast Lane books there. completely easy to read - picture, short set of words (mostly dialog); and she &lt;em&gt;skipped&lt;/em&gt; some... for pity sake! *sigh* the illustration on the front shows a guy with a hood and two people snogging (don't ask how i know that term) - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;euw&lt;/span&gt;! when i flipped inside, guess who the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;illustrator&lt;/span&gt; was/is? Jade. NOT ME!!!!! cross my heart, i DIDN'T draw it!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;because we had our talk for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;SAF&lt;/span&gt; (Sports And Fitness, or something like that) activity we're gonna do every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; after assembly (means we don't have to report to the impossibly annoying 'straight' line and the fact that we have to sit let's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;netto&lt;/span&gt; get out of it), i couldn't conference with miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;nur&lt;/span&gt; like she had asked. darn it!!! she said maybe i could schedule it in the afternoon (only 15 minutes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;then, when school was over, &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; was at the bus stop, asking where i was and then &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; was tugging on my sleeve *growl*, but i ignored &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;. i saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;amanda&lt;/span&gt; coming and walked over to her, asking to walk to the next bus stop. near the gates, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;gillien&lt;/span&gt; stopped me and returned my mathematical set (she needed it for the math test they had today and i lent her it on the bus to school). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;amanda&lt;/span&gt; and i were nearing the bus stop, but the other 17 bus already left *humph* so, i asked if we could take the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Bedok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt; back instead, and we crossed *cough, cough* the road. she wanted to buy bubble tea, and since we were already there.. but, in the end, she didn't get it. we arrived back at the bus stop to see a 17 reaching the other bus stop across the street (where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;tammy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;kimberly&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;emma&lt;/span&gt; were). in short, we ran after it; behind a police car that just passed us; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;amanda&lt;/span&gt; almost getting hit by an on-coming car but we made it anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;so there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-1165121664049840858?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/1165121664049840858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=1165121664049840858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1165121664049840858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1165121664049840858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-day.html' title='my day...'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-551088108360007233</id><published>2008-07-11T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:53:52.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picturesque sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZqkXskjlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/AHgfsIaIK2M/s1600-h/Photo0145%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234988789933575762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZqkXskjlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/AHgfsIaIK2M/s320/Photo0145%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; sweet, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i took it when i was coming home from tuition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i love the colour difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it's like its being cut-off by the over-head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;a multi-coloured sky.&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/4622794026991863641-551088108360007233?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/551088108360007233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=551088108360007233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/551088108360007233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/551088108360007233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/picturesque-sunset.html' title='Picturesque sunset'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SKZqkXskjlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/AHgfsIaIK2M/s72-c/Photo0145%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-2899457282642635475</id><published>2008-07-10T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T04:57:02.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i. am. going. to. die.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;reasons why i will die:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;#1 i have to run on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mondays&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fridays&lt;/span&gt;, in the morning, after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;assembly for a reason i cannot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;put down right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;#2 we're supposed to sign up for an activity during Sports Day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(our country is China)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;i chose to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gladiatress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gladiatrix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;definition of gladiator:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. (in ancient Rome) a person, often a slave or captive, who was armed with a sword or other weapon and compelled to fight to the death in a public arena against another person or a wild animal, for the entertainment of the spectators.&lt;br /&gt;2. a person who engages in a fight or controversy.&lt;br /&gt;3. a prizefighter.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what i told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Regine&lt;/span&gt; was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"people back then used to fight to the death (with weapons) to either please the king or just for the crowds' entertainment"&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:times new roman;"&gt;i normally am never far off on definitions.. boy, oh boy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(smaller statement: didn't go for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;floorball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today, only the ones in the up-coming competition. never did get my hopes up that high. i hadn't attended for a least a month, give or take a few weeks (it's more like give, actually) *sigh* naughty, naughty me. but i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; getting my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;floorball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jersey&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Saturday. oh, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sonia&lt;/span&gt; got #13!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fati&lt;/span&gt; chose it for her. what a coincidence...&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-2899457282642635475?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/2899457282642635475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=2899457282642635475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/2899457282642635475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/2899457282642635475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-going-to-die.html' title='i. am. going. to. die.'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-186428201427600951</id><published>2008-07-09T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T22:29:00.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;in the morning, during math, mrs ng was going over rate again. then she said about my contirbution: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;km/h -&gt; m/s = __ x 1000/3600 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;m/s -&gt; km/h = __ x 3600/1000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;("just flip it around")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;before the tutorial, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rachael&lt;/span&gt; saw the paper we were supposed to be marking today (we - mostly - were supposed to complete it during the time between last wednesday and today) and said she couldn't do it, asked if i could and, no duh!, i said yes. "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wah&lt;/span&gt;, you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;smart ass&lt;/span&gt;, man" oh, come on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;during tutorial, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;franziska&lt;/span&gt; (she joined us; her dad said if there was any math tutorial, "snap at the chance" or something like that) asked carol another question, but then carol said "ask the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;smart aleck&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;" and again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;for pity sake, do they have to say that? boosting my ego doesn't help, babes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-186428201427600951?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/186428201427600951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=186428201427600951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/186428201427600951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/186428201427600951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-me.html' title='why me?'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-8935128381416739901</id><published>2008-07-08T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T06:19:48.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stress-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kate&lt;/span&gt; was back with us for dance today. teeny-weeny problem: i smelt smoke when i stepped up to her to have her take my attendance. does she smoke? this can NEVER be repeated. EVER. anyway, she said the dance we were learning was a test to see if we would still stay in Advanced (i think). man. another one? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jeezum&lt;/span&gt;. right, well, i can master it and hopefully &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; remember it. i still haven't got time to draw it out yet. been too busy. speaking of which, better make this quick. i got history to do. she also asked us if we would like to perform. last year, the teachers either chose the whole class or the best dancers to perform and represent the class. no one said "no". so, we all wanted to perform, even me *smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;we had our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; - part A - GA today. it was fairly easy. confident i will do well. blah blah blah. you know, the usual. there was this word that stumped me a little: "pivotal"; meaning (of "pivot"): &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) central pin or point on which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sth&lt;/span&gt; turns. 2) (&lt;em&gt;fig&lt;/em&gt;) central or most important person or thing.&lt;/span&gt; needn't check anymore. option 2 got me. i had to choose a phrase for it and wrote something like "changes her life forever" *shrugs* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; just have to see then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;anyway, i gotta do a conference thing with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;prathya&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;evelyn&lt;/span&gt; soon at 8. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ttfn&lt;/span&gt; (ta ta for now)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-8935128381416739901?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/8935128381416739901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=8935128381416739901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8935128381416739901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8935128381416739901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/miss-kate-was-back-with-us-for-dance.html' title='stress-ness'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-1770232862050222360</id><published>2008-07-06T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T15:00:00.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Here I Am † `` Planetshakers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Burning like a fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to live for You&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;Need Your touch right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fill me with Your power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Power to live for You my God&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;I will not be moved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will stand for You&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;I will go where You send me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;esus take me now I am Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am Yours&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;Lay my life on the altar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everything I give to You alone&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;Here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here I am&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;Here I am send me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I absolutely &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; this song!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-1770232862050222360?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/1770232862050222360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=1770232862050222360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1770232862050222360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/1770232862050222360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/here-i-am-planetshakers.html' title='† Here I Am † `` Planetshakers'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-4326447232471142271</id><published>2008-07-05T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T10:00:54.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;one word to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;describe&lt;/span&gt; those gel-like shoes: annoying. they - well, mostly my right - were slipping at the back from my feet. it was &lt;em&gt;ridiculous&lt;/em&gt;. i was walking across the road with my mum when she asked if she wanted to swap. i gave her an incredulous look. since we weren't far away from home, she called the maid down to switch the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gels&lt;/span&gt; with my brown beaded slippers. thank heavens! (in case you didn't know, i was headed for church)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;before catechism started, i hung out along the corridors with my friends - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sophie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cheryl&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jolene&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;jillian&lt;/span&gt; and her friend &amp;amp; sister. when we entered the classroom, i told the girls to sit in the front instead since i didn't want to bother &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;manouvering&lt;/span&gt; around the boys. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;euw&lt;/span&gt;. jean (she arrived later) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jolene&lt;/span&gt; were upset, to say the least; and the latter was even more. catechist &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;richard&lt;/span&gt; then asked us who wanted to lead the Rosary today and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;jill&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; i volunteered. j&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;olene&lt;/span&gt; and jean were kicking my chair, 'cheering' me on *rolls eyes* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;okay, badness level rising. uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Richard&lt;/span&gt; said we were going for a camp (finally!) on 25-26t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; august (sat &amp;amp; sun) with the whole of con 1 (that was the good news) in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boys' Town&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! the boys said something about a boys' home, well, they weren't far off. it is supposed to be where all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;delinquents&lt;/span&gt; (or worse) go or get sent (that was bad news #1). then, while the girls and i were asking about the details (the one i just gave), the guys made so much noise that i finally heard our catechist yell! "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BOYS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!" and he slammed his fist onto the wooden counter/desk. what a scare (bad news #2). maybe that's why we were camping out there.. to teach them a lesson. but why the &lt;em&gt;girls&lt;/em&gt;?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;while we went down the stairs, man! &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; was getting on my nerves (she hit me in the back &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; hard i thought my shoulder blade would crack and only because i hit her LIGHTLY)! jean's (after &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; got into a car (probably because it was raining; and as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; said, i LOVE the rain) and we managed to ditch her - God was hearing my swearing/pleading) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Jillian's&lt;/span&gt; (she told me in class) too. and i can't shake &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;! she's like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;barnacle&lt;/span&gt; sticking to a boat's bottom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;i was walking with jean later to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;tampines&lt;/span&gt; mall and suddenly she tripped a little and her slipper broke off (the sole got detached to the thong - &lt;em&gt;of the &lt;strong&gt;slipper&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/em&gt;). she used her rubber band and tried tying the front part of the sole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;in between&lt;/span&gt; her toes. didn't really work that well and we stopped at another circular bench. then she tied it along the center and around the top part of the slipper (anyone know what that's called?). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;at the mall - with my mum - she called her older brother, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Brian&lt;/span&gt;, and asked if he could bring her some shoes (i was shopping for a knee guard and a water bottle). he had asked her where she was and then he said he didn't want to travel so far - lazy pig! i always had this thing (good or bad?) with her brother ever since i met him once (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not admitting this &lt;em&gt;exactly&lt;/em&gt; but he is good-looking (although he had acne when i saw him), nice(?) and funny). he's in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;SJAB&lt;/span&gt;, i believe. it's supposed to be strict on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;principals&lt;/span&gt; and obviously he needs to be trained more *purses lips*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-4326447232471142271?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/4326447232471142271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=4326447232471142271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/4326447232471142271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/4326447232471142271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-word-to-describe-those-gel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-7183523862357770948</id><published>2008-07-03T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T09:58:33.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 hands = 2 hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;put your hands together (palm facing you) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and bend your fingers slightly inwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;you can see a heart if you look close enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;now i have two, with one i can actually look at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;sweet things come in small packages *smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-7183523862357770948?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/7183523862357770948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=7183523862357770948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7183523862357770948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7183523862357770948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-hands-2-hearts.html' title='2 hands = 2 hearts'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-4359990643766583981</id><published>2008-07-02T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T03:26:02.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLELUJAH!!!!!!!!!!!!! &amp; not</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IT LIVES!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OUR LIGHTS AND FANS FINALLY WORKED!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and we were totally wasting! which i totally objected!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;some of them decided to turn up the wall (3 - highest) and ceiling (5 - i think, highest) fans. argh! wasting more electricity! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i mean &lt;em&gt;come on&lt;/em&gt;, it wasn't necessary for it to be on THAT high, was it?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(i also had a teeny-weeny fear of the fans being on that fast.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;it includes my finger and a rotator)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, and Meleah i'm &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; gonna get you!!!! thanks to her stupid "hymn book to bottom" contact (HARD, okay, maybe not so hard), and she's &lt;strong&gt;SO DEAD&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-4359990643766583981?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/4359990643766583981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=4359990643766583981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/4359990643766583981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/4359990643766583981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/hallelujah-not.html' title='HALLELUJAH!!!!!!!!!!!!! &amp; not'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-8582700847172745060</id><published>2008-07-01T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T03:24:03.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OM(F)G!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OSSIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bees-head&lt;/span&gt; took a video of most of the advanced babes during dance!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;freaking evil...! only reason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; saying that is because she took a video of me. or at least, i hope, tried. only. when we had to come up with some of the moves to another dance (we got another teacher this time), she and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;niy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; were saying that i should think of something. as if! (i have confidence issues *shrugs*) she was telling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;netto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to move so she could take a video of me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! gross, much! jacqueline v. and some others said i could dance well. they shouldn't've. really. my ego got a teeny bit inflated *smiles* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&amp;amp; meleah and rachael were acting dance-crazy. so it was enjoyable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yin Ru was today's "model student"!! *chuckles* what a laugh.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mrs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt; said she had to fix up her hair and fold down her skirt. then she was IT. ha! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;unfortunately, if she calls out any student that isn't what yin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ru&lt;/span&gt; was like today, we have to copy down 4 to 5 pages of algebra from our 1 Math textbook. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;geez&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TWO BLACKOUTS IN A ROW!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if we go for a third, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;biting &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;body&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M SELECTED FOR MATH TUTORIAL (Wednesday, 2:30 - 3:30 p.m. &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; all alone when i go home.. *pouting*) !!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUT!!!!...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;it's ONLY because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; one of the &lt;strong&gt;Top 7&lt;/strong&gt; in class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;WHOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;i initially thought it was for the weakest and got one of the biggest heart attacks, ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thanks for the congrats, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Evelyn&lt;/span&gt;! &amp;amp; the rest of you&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;now for past news:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mrs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt; (form &amp;amp; math) said my class, 1.2, were the best eye-rollers in the East Zone. it's, like, a label for life. including when miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;loke&lt;/span&gt; (ex-history) called us monkeys. the "eye-rolling monkeys of 1.2" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-8582700847172745060?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/8582700847172745060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=8582700847172745060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8582700847172745060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8582700847172745060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/07/omfg.html' title='OM(F)G!'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-7206262907258409375</id><published>2008-06-30T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T00:46:05.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>burned black, blackout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SGiKPK78t_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/qPeAYpj_vUc/s1600-h/Photo0143%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217572161547188210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SGiKPK78t_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/qPeAYpj_vUc/s320/Photo0143%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;burned black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;okay, my second attempt at cooking has gone, slightly, messy. otherwise, it should be edible. emphasis on &lt;em&gt;should be&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i hope. well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;since neither &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;netto&lt;/span&gt; nor i brought a container, i had to use the plastic bag i used for the towels (which i never used; we used &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;her's&lt;/span&gt;) to contain the sandwiches. we made tuna (turned-up) and egg (triangle slices) ones. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt;. really healthy. and we had a little extra condiments, so we mixed them up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;when we (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;franziska&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;letitia&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt;) were walking pass the classes, we saw miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;zarina&lt;/span&gt;. she hadn't eaten her recess, so she was hungry. my food was sort of taunting her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;oopsie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;blackout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ridiculous. only some classes got the blackout, like us and 1.7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;maybe they don't like us, or, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;karmic repercusions&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;the movable fan was the only one that worked. and it was &lt;em&gt;in the front&lt;/em&gt;! which means i couldn't get it until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; when i moved up front. *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;exasperation&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;it was sweltering. man, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; never appreciated the wind so much that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; getting now. thank the Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-7206262907258409375?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/7206262907258409375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=7206262907258409375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7206262907258409375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7206262907258409375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/06/burned-black-blackout.html' title='burned black, blackout'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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://bp2.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SGiKPK78t_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/qPeAYpj_vUc/s72-c/Photo0143%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-593014638757238059</id><published>2008-06-27T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T19:39:00.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i write</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;no surprises. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i signed up for an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; writing competition, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The Pen Awards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;we're supposed to write an essay about the environment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;what fun i can go to miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suma&lt;/span&gt; for 'help' (FYI: it's mostly sarcasm :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i don't take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;criticism&lt;/span&gt; well, though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;anyway, i posted to ask if anyone else entered. i wanna know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-593014638757238059?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/593014638757238059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=593014638757238059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/593014638757238059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/593014638757238059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-write.html' title='i write'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-7723217492568522322</id><published>2008-06-24T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:29:00.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 yawns in a whole class</title><content type='html'>*YAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWNNNNNNN*&lt;br /&gt;it's like i'm going for a record or something,&lt;br /&gt;but Chinese class is boring me more than EVER!&lt;br /&gt;our new teacher, Pao Lao Shi, is reeeeeaaaaaalllyyyy boring,&lt;br /&gt;and he was from Temasek Sec. huh. wonder why the transfer&lt;br /&gt;i can't really understand him now. i have to sit in front with claire and merissa (no complaints).&lt;br /&gt;my brain froze from that lesson onwards so i can't really remember much from today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;no wait. i remember something:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ms Suma!!! (Suma-Sumo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;She scares the heck out of some of us and i'm one of her reps. (along with samantha and nell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;she's gonna be our Lit and Eng teacher for the rest of the term (hopefully), if not the semester (eeew)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;and she assigned us Lit homework.. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and now i'm sitting next to tharani at the back. the whole arrangement is called an island:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;zarifah _&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;charlotte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;florence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;me --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;what a headache. and jessica's table is vacant at the back. i hate this. however, mrs ng did say if we make a lot of noise we could go to jessica's seat. honestly i wouldn't mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;thankfully, it's raining now. i can enjoy the coolness &amp;amp; listen to the rain in my balcony and finish up the killer homework. sweeeeeet :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-7723217492568522322?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/7723217492568522322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=7723217492568522322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7723217492568522322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/7723217492568522322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/06/8-yawns-in-whole-class.html' title='8 yawns in a whole class'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-782578385539519513</id><published>2008-06-23T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T05:38:39.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>owwwwwwwwwwwww</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I FAINTED!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;should i be pleased? it's the first time in my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;we were at assembly singing the national &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anthem&lt;/span&gt;, which i couldn't do, so i hummed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;then during the school song i had a bad feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i thought it was a stomach ache but then my head felt heavy and my legs upwards were feeling numb. then i just collapsed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;next thing i knew, i was being shaken awake by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;franziska&lt;/span&gt; (an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;aspiring&lt;/span&gt; nurse and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SJAB&lt;/span&gt; girl) and caked in cold sweat. my scarred knee got scratched again. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;eeeeew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;daddy came over after school to take a look at my knee. he washed it, applied some iodine and then placed the gauze. yow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;speaking of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SJAB&lt;/span&gt;, it's their/his day tomorrow! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;weeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"have fun, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;evelyn&lt;/span&gt; :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;we also have a cafe in school. i ate the chocolate ice cream. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mmmm&lt;/span&gt;. $1 only. expensive, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and Ms Eunice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ong&lt;/span&gt; (friend named Eunice Wong) is our new sweet-innocent-looking evil-little History teacher gave us homework on our first day! no fair! *pouting*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-782578385539519513?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/782578385539519513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=782578385539519513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/782578385539519513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/782578385539519513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/06/owwwwwwwwwwwww.html' title='owwwwwwwwwwwww'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-5787740534252938286</id><published>2008-06-20T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:46:25.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall of Kisses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wallofkisses.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.wallofkisses.co.uk/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;this is sweet. at the top of the Arc de Triomphe, er, wall, i put a bunch of kisses. but i won't say for who. (all in black Xs or roses with small pink hearts at the sides)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-5787740534252938286?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/5787740534252938286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=5787740534252938286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5787740534252938286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/5787740534252938286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/06/wall-of-kisses.html' title='Wall of Kisses'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-48080256899737137</id><published>2008-06-19T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T20:28:00.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>too much of anything</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;scream, yell, holler, shout, etc. etc. (all in the car)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;that's what happened between my Step and father. they have such tempers. Step said that my mother raised me well and wondered how she could "kick me out" *huff* what. ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;v. eventful, &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;now i know i left my story, The Shadow Whisperer, somewhere... *pinching bridge of nose*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;maybe my daddy put it in one of those big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;containers&lt;/span&gt;.. *sigh* of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Godma&lt;/span&gt; said it was "v. good"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;he said it was "impressive but i can't understand" he's never a reader... oh well. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; home and at my own laptop. hello, sweet room! &amp;amp; my beautiful books!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;anyway, now i really gotta shower and i wanna eat my egg sushi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;mm-ma! *muacks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-48080256899737137?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/48080256899737137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=48080256899737137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/48080256899737137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/48080256899737137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/06/too-much-of-anything.html' title='too much of anything'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-8164652703413817454</id><published>2008-06-19T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T11:35:37.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prima dona diva</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i made my mum masively mad. emphasis on masively. i entered her caller ID name as 'elohssa' (just flip it) long time ago and she just found out yesterday when she checked my phone &lt;em&gt;without&lt;/em&gt; permission! yeah, i know, i can be reeeeal mean. she said she was mad, but, now she knows how i feel when she's unreasonable, like when i tell her she was wrong and she yells at me. i don't get that. &lt;em&gt;moi&lt;/em&gt; dad really acted like one yesterday. he consolled me for everything, saying things that seem totally wise beyond his years (you won't know how old he is, though). i told this to Jean and Priscilla and they tried to consoll me, too. thanks again, babes! then the bad things started to happen. i went to dinner with my dad, step'mum' and stepbro at a coffee shop (which i SO don't do) and, well, hearing Its laughing never lifted my moods. anyway, i stayed with him that night. kind of restless, really. then i went for breakfast. how is Nasi Lemak breakfast? easy. it's not. no one finished anything. go fig. right now, i'm writing from my daddy's laptop in his office. and &lt;em&gt;Estupido&lt;/em&gt; to me, i forgot my charger and my phone is flat. *sigh* no tunes to listen to. *fish!* :) gonna surf the web a little now. take things in moderation &amp;amp; all that ;) hope this type of thing doesn't happen to you. bubbye. God bless :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-8164652703413817454?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/8164652703413817454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=8164652703413817454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8164652703413817454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8164652703413817454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/06/prima-dona-diva.html' title='prima dona diva'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-3866677677281792098</id><published>2008-06-16T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:22:35.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a yell pierced the air</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i was at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pasir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ris&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt; station and there was a loud yell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;when i looked over, there were two teenage boys wrestling with each other. i couldn't get a close-up view, but then i saw one of them running away with a shoe. so, i figured that that was what they were doing. the guy also threw the other's shoe and it flew past turnstiles. it was hysterical! (and, no, it wasn't a robbery :) &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;relax, baby P *muacks*&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-3866677677281792098?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/3866677677281792098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=3866677677281792098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/3866677677281792098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/3866677677281792098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/06/yell-pierced-air.html' title='a yell pierced the air'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-8560082517515656870</id><published>2008-06-13T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T03:27:00.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am way too paranoid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i was walking to tuition, i saw a bunch of, would you call it, "ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bengs&lt;/span&gt;" and, no duh, i wouldn't hang around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;but when i was walking back, there were about three policemen talking to a bunch of teenagers, male and female. wondering why? ask 'em yourself. no way did i stick around long enough to eavesdrop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;the whole way back i was looking over my shoulder, and every little sound made me jump slightly. it was creepy. especially since the sky was darkening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; reading "Boyfriends, Brothers &amp;amp; Other Criminal Minds" by April &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lurie&lt;/span&gt;, which might be the reason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so paranoid. since it has the Mafia and all that in it, too. the storyline is around the year 1977, so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;thankfully, i had my rosary with me, so, i didn't suffer any injuries, internal bleeding, bruises, etc. etc. blah blah blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-8560082517515656870?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/8560082517515656870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=8560082517515656870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8560082517515656870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8560082517515656870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-way-too-paranoid.html' title='i am way too paranoid'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-8793024195625754868</id><published>2008-06-11T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T05:27:24.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kung Fu Panda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SFJfb2lh4RI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kOIIdkCa9Fc/s1600-h/Photo0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211332650935116050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SFJfb2lh4RI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kOIIdkCa9Fc/s320/Photo0136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SFJfcJ4BEQI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rydvTJUiHk0/s1600-h/%27Pinky%27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211332656112931074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SFJfcJ4BEQI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rydvTJUiHk0/s320/%27Pinky%27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SFJd4z4DHmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NqqcxA9tRgE/s1600-h/Photo0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211330949400436322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SFJd4z4DHmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NqqcxA9tRgE/s320/Photo0135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SFJd5PwQfhI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ndT4ruP-wY0/s1600-h/Photo0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211330956883951122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SFJd5PwQfhI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ndT4ruP-wY0/s320/Photo0134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SFJd5aLF9kI/AAAAAAAAAGA/unzCU0HXBis/s1600-h/Photo0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211330959680861762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SFJd5aLF9kI/AAAAAAAAAGA/unzCU0HXBis/s320/Photo0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SFJd5paO24I/AAAAAAAAAGI/mTJ3aUHltuY/s1600-h/Photo0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211330963770891138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SFJd5paO24I/AAAAAAAAAGI/mTJ3aUHltuY/s320/Photo0132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SFJd5yvCc0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ZgK-x9osveo/s1600-h/Photo0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211330966274077506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SFJd5yvCc0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ZgK-x9osveo/s320/Photo0131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;diff. change of pace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i went to watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Panda with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rachael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;matilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;amira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had already watched it, mat said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hui's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; parents were too strict and '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pinky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' never picked up her phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i walked with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;rach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to the white sands station, looking for mat and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. then we were missing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so we scoured the whole area for her and turned out, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;rach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; found her. of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;perhaps &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;rach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was a little left out, since the rest of us have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;floorball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in common. but hey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i asked if they wanted to take the bus or walk. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said we should walk and mat went down the wrong side of the station and we made an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;unnecassary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; trip one-way round the whole of the area. mat wanted to walk through the grass, but it was cordoned off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;one side was fenced up. man, we wondered if '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;pinky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' could shoot the ball over it. she managed to shoot a high one and it entered the net during a match! ha! so, we joked around the whole time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;weee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(FYI: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;rach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ekorb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; her phone, again. it is now her fourth. *sigh* know why? we don't. a theory: she broke an angel statue before, maybe she was jinxed. yow!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;we were walking pass Downtown East and saw a pink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;carebear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and mat thought it was '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;pinky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;', so i took a picture. again, we went to E!Hub for the movie. when we got to the counter, we looked at the time and we (mostly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; mat) kept jumbling up their words. the guy's name was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;casper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (i joked later to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;rach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about him being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;eniger's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;casper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *smiles*) i mean, he was cute, sure. i thought that the computer we were looking at was a touch-screen or something, and i yelled at mat to stop touching it. instead, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;casper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thought i was talking to him and he kept pressing stuff. man! we wanted to choose the 3:10 timing, but the seats were in twos, so we went for the 4:10 (thanks to me) and then couldn't choose between the seats. he wanted to choose for us.. guess he was getting miffed. oops. (mat had told me "'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;pinky&lt;/span&gt;' doesn't hit you, she hugs you." as if, she splashed me back before, with rainwater we played on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;we headed for the arcade next. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; forgot the time and nearly scared me half to death, since the time was near 3:10. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;jeezum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. mat and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; played air hockey (mat cheated by using her hands.. hand), something about bashing the drums and basketball, while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;rach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was doing some dance game using her hands. i wanted to play air hockey but i was scared &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt; do it with mat; she'd kill me. (v. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;agressive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today) we got v. little tickets (like 14), so we got a sour strip and devoured it in less than a minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;later on we ate. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; munched a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;hotdog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mat ate a grilled fish burger(a change) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;rach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; chose my fish &amp;amp; chips. *miffed* then we ordered snacks. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;mmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. salty and sweet popcorn &amp;amp; grape and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;zapple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sodas. *licking lips* the salty stuff was mostly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;claire's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; idea. i didn't really mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;anyway, the movie rocked with all its "awesomeness" (quoting Po) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-8793024195625754868?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/8793024195625754868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=8793024195625754868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8793024195625754868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/8793024195625754868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/06/kung-fu-panda.html' title='Kung Fu Panda'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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://bp0.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SFJfb2lh4RI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kOIIdkCa9Fc/s72-c/Photo0136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-3057642790021374777</id><published>2008-06-10T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T08:28:35.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dried ICE cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SE_tLbOC3mI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aAbJiKCtjeI/s1600-h/Photo0126%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210644074431962722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SE_tLbOC3mI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aAbJiKCtjeI/s320/Photo0126%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SE_tLya1DII/AAAAAAAAAFY/Y4AivqL5qZc/s1600-h/Photo0127%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210644080659598466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SE_tLya1DII/AAAAAAAAAFY/Y4AivqL5qZc/s320/Photo0127%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SE_tL3mhosI/AAAAAAAAAFg/aHpP7jx9SZg/s1600-h/Photo0128%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210644082050835138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SE_tL3mhosI/AAAAAAAAAFg/aHpP7jx9SZg/s320/Photo0128%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SE_tMLV3u7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/J2FZESgO3Ms/s1600-h/Photo0129%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210644087349689266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SE_tMLV3u7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/J2FZESgO3Ms/s320/Photo0129%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;... ... ...... .. ........................ ......... .... ...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's all i can say after i ate it;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;maman&lt;/span&gt; bought me a tub of that sticky-chewy chocolate ice cream from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Swensen's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then later, i played with the dried ice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, who knew you could get cooling smoke just from blowing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and caution: no touchy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e5c1e62a49a4d7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D00e5c1e62a49a4d7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331319370%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49D797C8E3EA07CADC8E486F6654CFD8D57D2CE1.816AC5D2371A4C7A651027B453DF8BBAEB52BFD4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De5c1e62a49a4d7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEKIZXU1rm81uGP2P4b7qo_ISGbg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D00e5c1e62a49a4d7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331319370%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49D797C8E3EA07CADC8E486F6654CFD8D57D2CE1.816AC5D2371A4C7A651027B453DF8BBAEB52BFD4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De5c1e62a49a4d7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEKIZXU1rm81uGP2P4b7qo_ISGbg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-3057642790021374777?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e5c1e62a49a4d7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/3057642790021374777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=3057642790021374777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/3057642790021374777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/3057642790021374777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/06/dried-ice-cream.html' title='dried ICE cream'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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://bp0.blogger.com/_4nTmc3qEjzg/SE_tLbOC3mI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aAbJiKCtjeI/s72-c/Photo0126%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4622794026991863641.post-6749419201125289496</id><published>2008-06-07T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T05:30:32.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Artemis Fowl and the Time Paradox</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Eoin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Colfer&lt;/span&gt; is The Best Author EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i was just searching around and decided to check his web site:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eoincolfer.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://www.eoincolfer.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;the video for the Time Paradox is there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(you have to scroll down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Artemis' mother has contracted a deadly, incurable fairy disease (that humans are not supposed to get) -- and the only cure lies in the brain fluid of a Silky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sifaka&lt;/span&gt; Lemur. Unfortunately, Artemis himself was responsible for making the lemurs extinct five years ago. Now he must enlist the aid of his fairy friends to travel back in time and save the lemur. Not only that, but he must face his deadliest foe yet: his younger (and nastier) self..! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4622794026991863641-6749419201125289496?l=honourandadore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/feeds/6749419201125289496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4622794026991863641&amp;postID=6749419201125289496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/6749419201125289496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4622794026991863641/posts/default/6749419201125289496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honourandadore.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-paradox.html' title='Artemis Fowl and the Time Paradox'/><author><name>God's gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18348192623387354807</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-4622794026991863641.post-3499701693463890720</id><published>2008-06-03T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T08:47:16.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I FINALLY COOKED!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i went to a restaurant with my dad and stepmother (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;EUW&lt;/span&gt;!), and apparently we had to cook our own food... i had beef. (it's not Friday, so yeah) since i had no experience, and with the fact that i didn't spew stomach bile, i call it a success :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my dad then brought me to help out with his students' exam (carry stuff and whatnot). they were like 19 or 20. dad taught them CPR and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;casualty&lt;/span&gt; rescue and all that in class but he still went over them. i got it on video!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8d5985141ec5049f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8d5985141ec5049f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331319370%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D34A82DA23C571A508CA468DEB96002D45A7FBAF6.6EF57610B5050AB0F0881E096B11DA2F81BD695D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8d5985141ec5049f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRPZftkLGh_B-ctLerxdc3LtgHwA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8d5985141ec5049f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331319370%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D34A82DA23C571A508CA468DEB96002D45A7FBAF6.6EF57610B5050AB0F0881E096B11DA2F81BD695D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8d5985141ec5049f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRPZftkLGh_B-ctLerxdc3LtgHwA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they split into 10 a team. i watched one team with dad. it was really funny. the guy pointed at me and said "You call 995 and get back to me." i got so shocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object
