<?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-7710434387979353369</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:41:12.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swirly, Whirly, Twirly</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710434387979353369.post-3665991042949345845</id><published>2009-10-18T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T05:57:31.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEEE CRACKERS!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello!!! how ;long has it ben since i last updated?? anyway, i promise i will update more often once EOY's are off my back and my life becomes more interesting than: "Oh NO!! so much HW!!! Ahhh!!! no time to finish!! why don't i have better time managent.." etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would not have updated today if not for the promise i made to Uma XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yup, it was diwali yesterday!! Yay!! i was doing rangoli for most of the morning. Doing rangoli is so fun. though you do get a "awesome" backache from bending down so much. Yup, so i improvised on my chalk-using techniques and found a way to mix the chalk colours like water colours so that when everything dried up, it would look like its been painted instead of being coloured on by colourful chalk. (Rangoli is this thing where you kinda use chalk to draw designs on the ground. Then, you colour it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in the evening we had a get-together and burst all the awesoe fircrackers and sparklers!!  I once opened a whole pack of crackers and lighted all 10 of them and once. It is a wonder my hand didn't get burned yesterday. After the fire-crackers we went to have dinner and me, Uma, prats went to the benches near the playground to eat. Of course we were gossiping :) Prats was telling us  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahem-&lt;/span&gt; stories. Then we made plans to watch All The Best at midnight in the theatre at Shaw towers. The movie was damn cool! SO FUNNY!!!! it was like one problem over another problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Uma came over to our house for sleepover and we had another gossiping session then i was super sleepy so i fell asleep. the nxt morning, we woke up and Prats was still asleep.  So, i went to drop Uma home. She came in her PINK PAJAMAS. and i came with my random dress and REALLY MESSY hair. I should have worn my pink fluffy pajamas as well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp thats about it. AND I AM STILL RANDOMLY SUPER HAPPY FOR NO REASON!!&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-3665991042949345845?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3665991042949345845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/10/wheee-crackers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3665991042949345845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3665991042949345845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/10/wheee-crackers.html' title='WHEEE CRACKERS!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-4450498297610187270</id><published>2009-09-29T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T06:14:49.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I feel so insanely happy all of a sudden??</title><content type='html'>Read the title, it is true.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kinda in a high right now, you know?? Like i am jumping up and down everywhere, and doing crazy stuff, acting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;, laughing at the tiniest stuff until i start coughing, and, and, and... in other words feeling insanely happy. Feeling happy, i know it is good.... but insanely happy is a whole different thing. But if you had to choose between insanely happy and insanely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;, i would choose insanely happy. Wouldn't you??? Wouldn't you???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough about insanely happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to 'normal' stuff that have happened. I have gone to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Changi&lt;/span&gt; beach, West Coast Park, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; in the weekend. I really wanted to go for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;garba&lt;/span&gt; (this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;indian&lt;/span&gt; function to celebrate a festival where people dance and eat and etc etc) but we didn't. Ah wells, maybe next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what happened today... nothing much actually.... During physics today, I had an information overload and then just suddenly gave up on trying to understand what Ms Li was saying and just pretended to nod when the teacher was looking and copy what Angela was doing for the questions we had to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think having information overload is kinda cool. It is like using a computer that is lagging and then suddenly it just hangs. Like everything just goes blank. Cool, but not good. I dread to think what consequences i will have to encounter after my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;disastrous&lt;/span&gt; physics lesson which was going at a break neck speed that was too fast for my brain to comprehend(isn't my vocab just simply AWESOME??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;loooooong&lt;/span&gt; break, we were blasting songs from my phone... i have 175 tracks, but only 25 are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; songs... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. Ooh, and my phone is amazingly loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, for dance we have to choreograph our own dance to an instrumental song of our own selection, and I am actually not that good a dancer and not that creative at coming up with dance steps, which in other words means that a dance assignment like that is FREAKING hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;But I, the "diligent, hardworking" girl is going o pull through this ordeal and live to tell the tale. Nah., just kidding. Even though it is hard, choreographing a dance is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning to use the instrumental of White Houses by Vanessa Carlton. Its a nice song. Speaking about good songs, Walking On Air by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kerli&lt;/span&gt; is nice too (the song just sounds a little creepy). And i think i am getting addicted to music. I am not saying it is a bad thing... but I am a little worried. What if i end up spending too much time on songs that my time management gets worse??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking about addictions, something i am dangerously close to being addicted to is YOUTUBE VIDEOS. Especially entertainment videos by certain users for example &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;nigahiga&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;kevjumba&lt;/span&gt;. They are very funny.... But it is a nice way to spend free time apart from reading books that you have already read more than a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kazillion&lt;/span&gt; times before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and mooncakes are really niceeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-4450498297610187270?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4450498297610187270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-do-i-feel-so-insanely-happy-all-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4450498297610187270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4450498297610187270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-do-i-feel-so-insanely-happy-all-of.html' title='Why do I feel so insanely happy all of a sudden??'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-1560225457741692847</id><published>2009-09-14T04:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T06:12:00.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the PLEDGE</title><content type='html'>ok, its nice to blog... so many stuff to talk about...i will start with the friday before the hols started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/9 friday&lt;br /&gt;Went to Aloud2 with Uma in MGS... as usual i came late... haha sorry.. MGS is FREAKING BIG, and cool.... before the show started, we bought brownies and curry puffs... yummy!! then, the show started, the people were super-pro and sang quite well. And dressed well too. it was fun... the people were awesome also. this show got me addicted to You Belong With Me. it was nice talking with Uma and everything that night... chatting about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you know what&lt;/span&gt;. (well, i guess you don't )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/9&lt;br /&gt;not sure what i did... i must have slacked, i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/9&lt;br /&gt;WENT TO BATAM!!! Super fun! we went shopping there after going to this temple. It was raining super-heavily and all so i was super drenched and i was wearing jeans so that made it alll the more worse(c-c-coldd-d)... we had to buy myself another dress to wear and from that we went on this whole shopping extravaganza.. things are really cheap and good there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/9&lt;br /&gt;another random day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8/9&lt;br /&gt;I BOUGHT MY NEW PHONE!!!! its really cool. A W508.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/9/9&lt;br /&gt;its a triple digit day... its actually a really special day you know? the last of single-but-triple digit days... the next of these kind will be 10/10/10.... and we have only few more of these days to enjoy, so lets treasure them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my grandma left Singapore. I felt kind of bad. Because this time i kind of wasn't nice to her. I used to feel all irritated when she told me off about anything, thinking that it was just her old-fashioned thinking, you know? but now when i look back, i realize that it was actually my fault. Ah... this time, when i go back to India, i am going to spend more time with both my grannies and ask them to tell me stories and all, like how they used to when i was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/9/9&lt;br /&gt;slacked again did nothing much until i went to the park with Uma. I like going to the park with Uma, it is fun!! especially this time. Cuz we were going on this wierd but fun thingy in the senior citizens corner, going up and down, you know those excercise station they give to apparently stretch your legs? and we were singing coughshoutingoutcough random songs. XD. I think ppl were staring wierdly at us, but for once, i didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/9/9&lt;br /&gt;Oh shitz! I suddenly remembered i had Hindi exam the next day... so i was studying like mad... not really, i just worked harder than i ever expected i would. so, the whole day was passed doing hindi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/9/9&lt;br /&gt;Hindi exam!! woke up and funnily didn't feel stressed at all even though i was going to sit for an important EXAM, one that was going to be 100% counted in my GPA calculation. That was a good thing, i never work well under severe stress. The exam went well overall... and i hope i can get an A..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the exam, we came home and then along with Uma had lunch. then we danced to crazy songs! really crazzy dances. But nice all the same. We should honestly make a music video out of all our dances. we are planning to do smthg like that after the EOY's. We are also going to make PARODIES!! random ideas keep coming out of our minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening we went to a story-telling international showcase. it was super-cool. listening to stories is really fun. I think the best was the one with the ventriloquist. haha, it was so funny. especially the jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. just some random stuff. Go listen to One time by justin bieber, it is a nice song. and the video is kind of nice too. i mean, u look at the video and tell me if there is anyway he can be fifteen?? no, he looks like he is thirteen or smthg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, there is another important even coming up! My B'day is coming up in less than TWO months!! yay! less than TWO months!! So for the thoughtful people, no i don't want anything for my birthday, ok... really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't worry. i am not thinking "I am just saying that to be nice... but i really hope someone would get me the full series of the startrek CD's," or anything like that. Actually, for your information, I DONT LIKE startrek. i don't even understand it. The only thing i rmbr about the movie is the guy with the pointy ears. So please, DONT buy me a startrek CD or anything else either, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, don't buy me anything for my birthday, at least nothing that is too expensive. When people give me something really expensive, i feel really guilty because i am stingy person and i never spend so much money on anyone, so it makes me really guilty. If you honestly have to buy me something, one pair of earrings is fine. Because i am banned from buying anymore earrings. i have wayyy to many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, why am i going on about my birthday and gifts when it is like two months away and even my sister's birthday isn't over yet? I am so egoistical, right?  So, Bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-1560225457741692847?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1560225457741692847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/09/pledge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/1560225457741692847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/1560225457741692847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/09/pledge.html' title='the PLEDGE'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-2416904430511751336</id><published>2009-08-30T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:57:47.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Immmmmm Baaackkkkkk!!</title><content type='html'>happy teacher's day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher's day today. made cookies with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Uma&lt;/span&gt;. and also had that stomp dance thingy. I was a shaker. being shaker is not simple okay! you must really concentrate to keep the rhythm. if you go off beat, it is hard to get back in beat.&lt;br /&gt;I think the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;perf&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, right?? the sticks were really cool. and i finally learned how to do that kick and catch thingy with the stick... fun..very fun.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and in that 504 class umbrella dance, there was this guy who did this really WRONG step. everybody cheered at that part.&lt;br /&gt;and can you believe our v.p. owns a mini cooper!! What is a mini cooper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;? it sounds like an expensive car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class outing later!! now i am at home. hope it will be fun. and that it doesn't rain. as far as cycling in the rain is concerned, i think it is fun, but i would like to cycle in the sun first. i haven't cycled for almost an year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; gonna go peps before leaving for outing. exams today, so visiting hours for ex pupils is 2 to 4. i will go quickly wish everybody then go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bedok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; was our family friends' anniversary. we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ecp&lt;/span&gt; for dinner in this really cool restaurant where we had this barbecue thingy right &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; the table itself.&lt;br /&gt;after that, went golf range. at first with my bad estimation, i thought that hitting 75m would be easy, then i realised i could only hit like 10 metres. it gave me a high inferiority complex, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;!! there were this pro people all around me, hitting with loud thwacks and hitting 200m like it was nothing for them. only with my last golf ball i hit 50m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we went to buy ice cream, and went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;changi&lt;/span&gt;, somewhere near the airport, to watch flights take off and land. That, was really cool. watching flights take off gives you this adrenaline rush sort of thing. but there were fire ants at the take off place, so we went to watch flights touch down instead. The flights were so close to ground. and their lights are super strong. i suggest if you guys want to go to just some random place, go there. it is fun and peaceful at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye! gonna watch my mum's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;perf&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-2416904430511751336?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2416904430511751336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/08/immmmmm-baaackkkkkk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2416904430511751336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2416904430511751336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/08/immmmmm-baaackkkkkk.html' title='Immmmmm Baaackkkkkk!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-6431625784145345406</id><published>2009-08-16T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T01:52:59.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revived</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, sorry, i am guilty of attempted murder of this blog. But hey, i will try keep it alive, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just become so lazy it is unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway... an update of what has been happening in my boring life so far&lt;br /&gt;1) i have become less &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I now own the WHOLE twilight series. Yeah!!! finished reading breaking dawn. Oh and my dad is reading the twilight series. Can you believe it?!?!? He says he wants to see what is so great about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Singapore national day (9/8) Happy national day everybody!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) India Independence day (15/8) Yeah! happy Independence day everybody!! We celebrate our freedom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Niki's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;b'day&lt;/span&gt;!! (15/8) happy fourteenth!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) My phone is more or less spoilt. the screen has flipped and the touch buttons have stopped working. I am now using my granny's oh-so-cute 2005 phone. Gonna get a new phone. any nice, simple less than $50 with contract phone out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) there was a big fire in the neighbourhood yesterday. just a few blocks away from my house. I think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; were no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;casualties&lt;/span&gt;, luckily. there was so much haze around the place. we could even smell the smoke &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it. I wanna get SE T707 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; it is easy to use and well, colourful &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; Oh and i went on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;flyer&lt;/span&gt; with my granny yesterday. took loads of photos of the scenery. I think they over-price the tickets. $30 is just a bit too much. After that rushed to a fare-well party of my sister's friend. met some people whom i totally lost contact with there. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. now i have some interesting ideas on what i can do after graduation... for work, i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mooncakes&lt;/span&gt;. they are very tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SAMC&lt;/span&gt; next week. looking forward to being judge runner again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so thats it. We are alrdy planning our india trip. No weddings to attend yet:( I hope there will be some wedding. weddings are fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-6431625784145345406?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6431625784145345406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/08/revived.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6431625784145345406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6431625784145345406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/08/revived.html' title='Revived'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-3777144359241953745</id><published>2009-07-29T02:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T02:30:19.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Holiday today!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm slacking...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 12 today. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English we have to do a 'not exactly a book report' thingy, and we have to read three books!!! I finally have a legitimate reason to read books!! I borrowed Prisoner of Tehran. I am planning to use My sister's keeper and the curious case of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Benjamin&lt;/span&gt; button as the other two books though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was Hindi centre's day(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HCD&lt;/span&gt;). It was held in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;UCC&lt;/span&gt;, same as our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SYF&lt;/span&gt; venue. Like a crazy girl i was like: 'see there's where we were waiting for our turn', '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! this is exactly the place we were sitting' and 'we were waiting for the judges to come and when they came they actually smiled at us you know!!' etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HCD&lt;/span&gt; was kinda fun. I (fortunately) missed the boring first half with the speeches and all cos i was sitting in the dressing room waiting for others to come along with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Uma&lt;/span&gt; doing random things. I think our performance went well, it was a unique performance, with human puppets. =) Though i kinda messed up at the last part struggling to come out of the curtain. My face was stuck inside the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hole and just wouldn't come out&lt;/span&gt;. Will show a pic when i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ours was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;perf&lt;/span&gt; just before the interval, after the interval we watched the rest of the show. I screamed and cheered and sang (totally off tune) along with the songs and laughed and clapped and well, you know... the usual stuff. The children's world drama thingy was so cute. I really enjoyed being back with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;desi&lt;/span&gt; crowd for a while. Some people found it kind of boring, what with all the speeches in the first half. Can't wait for next years one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go swinging now. there is nothing more peaceful than swinging. just flying and soaring and doing nothing but just thinking. It is a great way to reflect on your day. Gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-3777144359241953745?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3777144359241953745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/07/holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3777144359241953745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3777144359241953745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/07/holiday.html' title='Holiday!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-8834563946156578828</id><published>2009-07-18T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T10:21:04.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviving my blog after one week</title><content type='html'>sorry, haven't posted in a while. I don't know what is happening with me. Sometimes i feel happy and all, and sometimes i feel down right moody. i just keep telling people off, or sometimes appear blank and well... stupid. You know, i just realised how many times i keep saying that i think something is wrong with me. Oh no! does this mean i will never be normal again?? Not that i was ever normal... but at least i was more normal than i am right?? Or am i more normal than i was and therefore think i am becoming less normal when it is actually that i was abnormal then and am more normal now which seems so abnormal to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, fine just ignore that first paragraph, ok? i just had the urge to crap and i did so. Seriously, sometimes these days, all i feel like doing is pouring out loads off nonsense to some poor innocent victim till i feel better. seriously, talking makes me feel better. Not the talking like: oh, i have this problem  and really need to get it out of my chest. i mean talking crap and going on and on about even the slightest thing tthat happened that I noticed. I think i just need to hire someone to hear me out. In interest of that person's sanity, it will be better if he/she is deaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, here i go chattering off again... ok, ok, i will stop kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guess what i am doing awake at 12.41 in the night? Well, i am supposed to be doing homework, which i am evidently not.... It not my fault!! The files are not downloading!!! So, i decided to look at some blogs seing as to how i havent visited even one in so long. then, i got the urge to blog myself... so tada! here i am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i am going to try my hardest not to get involoved in any of the celebrity stuff and all. I CANNOT afford to be obsessed like coughangelacoughandreeacoughaudreycough coz my time management and self restraint simply sucks! I spent almost a whole three days doing nothing but researching celebrities, watching videos, reading interviews etc, etc... now i am suffering like crap. So guys, next time you're researching/watching/reading anything, remember, i am not there ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i havent told you the actual reason why i am trying to stay awake so late in the night. It is coz i am trying to cure myself of the self diagnosed ESD (excessive sleep disorder) i sleep so early, wake up so late.... sleeping too much... it is unhealthy. You usually hear people saying you should sleep more, it is unhealthy. But my case is the opposite. I mean, the moment 9 o clock comes, my brain goes into hibernating mode. And i only wake up around 10-12 the next moring. It is always like that no matter if i have already slept in the aternoon or anything. Though i don't mind sleeping a lot. It is only that it makes my already bad time management worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come up with a new, wise quote.... It goes like this: Being stupid is bliss. Seriously, you have no idea how nice it feels when you are stupid. It is like, suddenly your brain become clear, a warm feeling spreads through your mind and you are free of all thoughts.... you feel supremely blissful. Seriously, you guys should try being stupid once in a while and let the smart people do all the work. It is fun. i should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't my post just so random? Here's another quote: nah, just kidding....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and an important question to anybody who is reading my blog and from PEPS. Are you guys interested in a primary School reunion? Please let me know if you are. I am thinking of organizing one. I have a few ideas as to what we can do. Like we could go bowling, lazer quest, ice skating, Sentosa, arcade, and then have food somewhere... any other ideas? You could tell me. It will be hard to get a common date though... so let me know if u want a reunion okay? Its been 1 and a half years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, im gonna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Gud nite!&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-8834563946156578828?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8834563946156578828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/07/reviving-my-blog-after-one-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/8834563946156578828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/8834563946156578828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/07/reviving-my-blog-after-one-week.html' title='Reviving my blog after one week'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-7499002340120605552</id><published>2009-07-10T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:30:42.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eclipse!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis found Eclipse in her school library! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!! i had really wanted to read it, very badly. And, i finished reading it in 5 and a half hours!!! I must say, i find this book much, much, much better than New Moon. New moon is so boring, it is full of her, 'Oh Edward, i cannot live without you' kind of crap. I now root for team Jacob!! He is so much more fun and funnier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Eclipse is quite nice, it is very funny too, especially the part when she punches Jacob for kissing her. Though it does have a lot of mushy - mushy parts and all. Now, i am going to read Breaking dawn. I figured it would be better for me to finish of the whole series and go on with life than sitting around wondering what exactly happens, how and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i have also been listening to a new song, My immortal, by Evanescence. I really love the song! The chorus part especially. Though it is sad that i can't sing along...it is too high for me too sing and i don't want to waste money buying people hearing aids for people after i sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i have decided that it will be quite cool if i can play the tunes of songs on keyboard. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! So, i am going to see if i can find the scores for some songs on the net. FYI, I do not learn how to play keyboard, and my father gave the keyboard away after it sat for two years in our house collecting dust. Now that it is not there, i miss it and i wanna know how to play some tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tunes I wanna learn how to play:&lt;br /&gt;My Immortal&lt;br /&gt;Memories,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kal&lt;/span&gt; Ho Na Ho,&lt;br /&gt;Main Agar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kahoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Taare&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Zameen&lt;/span&gt; Par&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it will be hard, and yes, i also know that not all the songs can be played on piano at my level. (quit learning before i took grade 1 exam) But, still, i can dream, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-7499002340120605552?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7499002340120605552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/07/eclipse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7499002340120605552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7499002340120605552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/07/eclipse.html' title='Eclipse!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-7855177347770832678</id><published>2009-07-06T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:18:21.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie marathon</title><content type='html'>I should seriously be ashamed of myself. I spent the whole of the weekend wasting time and doing nothing in particular!!! Thank goodness for the Youth Day Holiday. Why, O, Why, am i such a lazy pig?? I promise myself i will work harder. I know lazing around doing nothing and not letting your poor brain do any work sounds like a fantastic idea, but i promise i am going to finish homework first. Like my P3 form teacher put it, suffer first, then enjoy later. But, i will make sure i don't get distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must not watch so much of TV again, i will get my dose of serials via the episode guide.&lt;br /&gt;I must finish HW as soon as possible. I must also note down my HW in my diary.&lt;br /&gt;I must not read so many books. It makes mind wandering easier.&lt;br /&gt;I must not spend too much time online, only one hour a day.&lt;br /&gt;I must watch fewer Movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i hope i keep these promises. Anyway, guess how i spent Youth Day? By watching movies!!! I watched three movies in a row. Since adults don't give us youth presents for Youth day, we must give presents to ourselves. I watched two Hindi, and one English movie. Dhoondte reh jaoge, My sassy girl, Jaane Tu Ya Jaane Na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sassy girl is a nice movie. I liked it. It was so funny!!!! A teeny weeny bit predictable though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhoonede reh jaoge is just for time-pass. Not so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaane Tu Ya Jaane Na is the sweetest movie ever!!!!!!! It is my favourite movie!!! I don't care if some people think it is lame, or boring, but i loved it!!!!! The gang is so funnnn!! My third time watching. I must must must get myself a CD for myself. Anytime i feel like watching something, I will watch that. The first half is rather fun, but the second half becomes heavier. And i still love the movie. Jab we met is nice too... but... too old for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok, i will shut up. Happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i making plans for my year end trip to India already. i am getting ready a list of Videos we can make. I just hope these 5 months hurry up quickly... and i also hope these 5 months are good for me..... and i hope my sis hooks up by that time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i gtg now&lt;br /&gt;Bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-7855177347770832678?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7855177347770832678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/07/movie-marathon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7855177347770832678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7855177347770832678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/07/movie-marathon.html' title='Movie marathon'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-3086746584406300881</id><published>2009-07-03T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T03:49:03.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>andddddd..... I'm Back!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, sorry, i did not post in a loooooooooooong while.... well, i was just plain lazy. It is something that happens to me when i have a 4 week holiday. So, anyway, here's what happened do far during and after hols(in no particular order)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boring at first, more interesting at the end&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went on loads of outings in the third week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found out that H1N1 was more serious than i thought.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rushed out my homework in the last three days of the hols, lost my physics homework, redid it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spent a total of over 50 hours to finish chem assignment neatly and nicely to only find out it wasn't being marked zzzzz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found out that Micheal Jackson wasn't as old as i thought(I thought he was during the time of ABBA!!) Poor guy, i hope his soul rests in peace. I never knew he was the one who came up with the moon walk!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went for the second round of math Olympiad.. i seriously think they might have mixed up me and Angela... anyway, at least I think i knew how to solve 2 out of five questions.... I expected that i wouldn't be able to understand any....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to study in NUS!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Didn't go anywhere overseas in the hols. (Just as well.... H1N1)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found a new method to threaten my sister... Yay!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched legally blondes and around 7 other movies (not counting the 5 movies in theater) during the hols&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lost $5 to my sis who unfairly won a bet and kept whining so i gave her $5 just to shut her up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Clarke Quay, waited 40 minutes for an "extravagant parade by talented performers" which lasted only 2 minutes...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Realised that Yahoo chat is kinda fun... especially the doodle thingy! You can play games!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chatted loads of times with my cousin sis....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Yeah, that's about it i think.... oh yeah, how could i forget? My sis and i have set up a laughing club with two members! Our aim is to laugh as much as we can before we sleep, coz laughing is good for health!! (and in turn wake up all groggy and irritated coz we did not get enough sleep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now, Bye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. , my physical goal (it was in ACE!) is to become 5 cm taller and put on 5 kgs by the end of the year!! Haha, it is just a challenge. And i can't believe i am underweight!!!! Noooo!! I mean, a person who eats half a large pizza at one go is hardly considered underweight, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-3086746584406300881?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3086746584406300881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/07/andddddd-im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3086746584406300881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3086746584406300881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/07/andddddd-im-back.html' title='andddddd..... I&apos;m Back!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-8906423780898881354</id><published>2009-06-23T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T02:27:03.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laptop!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yay!!! My laptop has finally been fixed!! I am typing this post right now with my laptop!!! Haha, it is nice to be reunited with it. Anyway, I spent my time updating the songs in my phone. I hardly listen to them at all, I might as well delete them and create some memory space. Now I have around 120 songs only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my sister and I had a mini, vindictive fight on facebook. My sister put this profile pic in which i look really retarded but wouldn't change it, so I got back at her with a horrible pic of her. And the fight continued till we reached a peace deal. Anyway, I think I better be starting with my homework. Chemistry, Physics and hindi left, plus study a bit for the SMO thingy, bye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-8906423780898881354?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8906423780898881354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/laptop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/8906423780898881354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/8906423780898881354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/laptop.html' title='Laptop!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-2100423900321668012</id><published>2009-06-22T04:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T04:33:48.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's day!!</title><content type='html'>Note: Happy Fathers day to all the father's there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;!!!! This cannot be happening!! Why are the holidays ending!!!! Sulk, I want them to be longer... but actually, i am missing school, kinda. I hope the they do not extend the holidays..... they might substitute it during the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt; holidays, and that will be disastrous. But, I guess we have to think about our safety too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those people who were hoping that there would be more cases of H1N1 so the holidays will be extended, I think that is really mean. They are kind of wishing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;somebody&lt;/span&gt; ill health so they can enjoy extra week of holidays... but what if that person is you? I guess, i am sounding funny right now, But i just read a book about a girl who suffered from cystic Fibrosis, so it kinda touched me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another problem... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; started my homework yet!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;!!! Ah, panicking now. Loads of stuff to do and only 5 more days. Ugh, and now i have to prepare for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SMO&lt;/span&gt;, which I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;donno&lt;/span&gt; how to, or I will make a fool of myself. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sheesh&lt;/span&gt;, Chem is really hard... maybe i will start with the physics project tomorrow, i will do as much chem as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I have been listening to this song. It is really nice..... I love it! The name of the song is Dreams on Fire, by A.R. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Rehman&lt;/span&gt;. It is from the movie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Slumdog&lt;/span&gt; Millionaire. Listen to it if you want. I love the song, and the lyrics too. Especially the four verses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my waking dream&lt;br /&gt;You're all that's real to me&lt;br /&gt;You are the magic in the world I see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the prayer I sing&lt;br /&gt;You brought me to my knees&lt;br /&gt;You are the faith that made me believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my ocean waves&lt;br /&gt;You are my thought each day&lt;br /&gt;You are the laughter from childhood games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the spark of dawn&lt;br /&gt;You are where I belong&lt;br /&gt;You are the ache I feel in every song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; it. I think i will now continue with my chem homework... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt;! Wish me luck, guys! I really need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-2100423900321668012?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2100423900321668012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2100423900321668012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2100423900321668012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s day!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-1429037872014338890</id><published>2009-06-17T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:55:09.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse me, did you make a mistake?</title><content type='html'>There must have been a mistake. Please. Who in their right mind would actually select me for the second round of SMO? Only a nutcase. I probably didn't tell them that i only knew how to solve three questions.  Now I will have to go next Saturday and make a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;HUMONGOUS, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;GINORMOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fool of myself grinning stupidly, trying to solve questions that i don't even understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let me forget about this nightmare for a while. Oh yeah, I told you that I would be going for an outing with my pri sch frens, didn't I? It was super duper fun!!!!! Felt like a primary school kid after a long time. First, in the morning, I rushed to catch a screening of Drag Me To Hell with Niki. Half the time I was closing my eyes. The other half I was screaming. After that, went to west coast park!!!! Uma joined us at the bus stop. Spent time playing frisbee, chatting, sitting eating ice-cream, Then, had dinner at Mac. We were telling loads of crazy jokes and laughing madly at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all in all, a summary of my day. Tommorow, I will be going for a study session at Niki's condo. The Reading room! (ah, the memories!) Lets see how much we 'study'. And I finished reading A Thousand Splendid Suns. A fantastic and touching book. I actually cried at the end, the letter part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-1429037872014338890?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1429037872014338890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/excuse-me-did-you-make-mistake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/1429037872014338890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/1429037872014338890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/excuse-me-did-you-make-mistake.html' title='Excuse me, did you make a mistake?'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-917293200848467735</id><published>2009-06-15T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T05:25:46.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hillarious passages from books</title><content type='html'>Ok, i haven't posted in quite a while. Hehe, sorry, i have just been too lazy. Been spending my time reading books. I have read Angels &amp;amp; Demons, Da Vinci Code, Harry Potter the 4th and 5th book (for the millionth time). Speaking about these books, i came across quite funny passages in the books. Let me type them out for you to read. I think you might find them interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da Vinci Code Pg 419, last para, he is talking abt Baphomet&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; the horned god of fertility&lt;/span&gt;, who has the head of a goat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Baphomet also appeared in group photographs when some joker raised two fingers behind a friend's head in the V-symbol of horns; certainly few of the pranksters realized their mocking gesture was in fact advertising their victim's robust sperm count.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something for people two think about the next time they take a photograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next one is quite long, from Harry Potter and the order of the phoenix. But funny all the same. Just cut some parts.&lt;br /&gt;It happens after Harry and Cho kiss and Harry tells Ron and Hermione about it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well?' Ron said finally, looking up at Harry. 'How was it?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry considered for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Wet,' he said truthfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron made a noise that might have indicated disgust or jubiliation, it was hard to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Because she was crying,' Harry continued heavily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh,' said Ron, his smile fading slightly 'Are you that bad at kissing?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Dunno' said Harry, who hadn't considered this, and immediately felt rather worried. 'Maybe I am'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Of course you're not,' said Hermione absently, still scribbling away at her letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How do you know?' said Ron very sharply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Because Cho spends half her time crying these days,' said Hermione vaguely. 'She does at mealtimes, in the loos, all over the place.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You'd think a bit of kissing would cheer her up.' said Ron, grinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ron,' said Hermione in a dignified voice, 'you are the most insensitive wart I have ever had the misfortune to meet.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Whats that supposed to mean?' said Ron indignantly. ' What sort of person cries when someone's kissing them?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yeah,' said Harry, slightly desperate. 'Who does?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hermione looked at the pair of them with an almost pitying expression on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Don't you understand how Cho is feeling at the moment?' she aked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No' said Ron and Harry together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hermione sighed and put down her quill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well, obviously, she's feeling very sad, because of Cedric dying. Then I expect she is feeling confused because she liked Cedric and now she likes Harry, and can't work out who she likes best. Then, she'll be feeling guilty, thinking it is an insult to Cedric's memory to be kissing Harry at all, and she'll be worrying about what everyone else might say about her if she starts going out with Harry. And she probably can't work out what her feelings toward Harry are, anyway, because he was the one who was with Cedric when Cedric died, so that's all very mixed up and painful. Oh, and she's afraid she's going to be thrown out of the ravenclaw quiditch team because she's been flying so badly.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A slightly stunned silence greeted the end of this speech, then Ron said, 'One person can't feel all that at once, they'd explode.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Just because you have the emotional range of a teaspoon doesn't mean we all have,' said Hermione rather nastily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You just had to be nice to her,' said Hermione, looking up at Harry anxiously. 'You were, weren't you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well,' said Harry, an unpleasant heat creeping up his face, 'I sort of - patted her on the back a bit'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hermione looked as though she was trying not to roll her eyes with extreme difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of quote. Phew, finally finished typing it out. i thought it was rather funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to my life. Nothing much going on. Went to Sentosa last Thursday for Cadbury outing. Super Funnnnn!!!! We camwhored a lot. My fave pic is the splash kicking thingy and the ones taken at the staircase in Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been listening to My Immortal. Nice song. Going for picnic tommorow with Niki and Uma!!!! Couldn't go last week. Should be fun, with all our crazy crappingness. I just have to make myself extra hyper to get ready for tommorow. I was unbelievably lethargic today. I am planning to start reading A Thousand Splendid Suns. My sister keeps going on and on about how wonderful the book is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup,thats it. Going to go catch Aapki Antara now. Bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-917293200848467735?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/917293200848467735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/hillarious-passages-from-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/917293200848467735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/917293200848467735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/hillarious-passages-from-books.html' title='hillarious passages from books'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-4190338412176233887</id><published>2009-06-09T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T07:19:30.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aapki Antara</title><content type='html'>Omygosh!!! I watched the first episode of Aapki Antara yesterday. It was nice. The girl is sooo cute!!! Oh, and not to mention, well smart too. The serial looks promising. I hope it turns out to be a nice one. It is about autism, not the typical property-fights, mother/daughter in-law fights and all. I missed today's episode! I wonder what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-4190338412176233887?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4190338412176233887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/aapki-antara.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4190338412176233887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4190338412176233887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/aapki-antara.html' title='Aapki Antara'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-6960394026573697157</id><published>2009-06-09T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T03:17:01.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funnnnnn!!!!</title><content type='html'>The June Holidays are finally becoming fun!!!!!! For some reason, many people (me included) have been complaining that the holidays are boring and they are rotting at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, anyway, whether we enjoy our holidays or not depends on how we fill it up. Holidays are boring if we just sit at home like lethargic bums and expect fun things to come to us. No! We must take the initiative to plan interesting stuff!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i have finished my boring lecture, lets move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, like i was saying... The holidays are finally becoming funnnnn!!!!! Because, i have quite a few outings to look forward to!!!! This is my overview of this week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8th:&lt;/span&gt; went playground!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9th:&lt;/span&gt; Invited some friends over as a gathering to play Wii, mainly they played while I watched all the bangbangs. Uma came over too!!! We had a wonderful baking session!!! We made yummy crossbreeds between cookies and muffins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10th:&lt;/span&gt; Outing with Niki and Uma!!!! Watching Angels and Demons and then lunch and blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11th:&lt;/span&gt; Cadburry outing!!! Going Sentosa Beach, potluck!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12th:&lt;/span&gt; private stuff. Never really thought abt it. Should be fun right, Pratika?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13th:&lt;/span&gt; My grandma is coming!!!! Physics project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, very interesting week right?&lt;br /&gt;Now all of you who are bored look at my interesting week and be jealous!!! Muahahahahahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies,&lt;br /&gt;Byes for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-6960394026573697157?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6960394026573697157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/funnnnnn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6960394026573697157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6960394026573697157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/funnnnnn.html' title='Funnnnnn!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-6433896509400914637</id><published>2009-06-05T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:41:26.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prank Calls</title><content type='html'>I have just realised how boring holidays can be when you have nothing to do or look forward. I don't remember ever being this bored last year in the hols. Prolly coz i had a trip to A' Famosa to look forward to and my cousin was here in Singapore. Well, my grandma is coming on 13th. Things should brighten up after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was reading more fanfic about Twilight. (Don't look at me like that!) And I found this story. It is SUPER FUNNY. Alice and Bella are alone then they decide to make prank calls. It is really interesting. If you want to read it, click &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5088808/1/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. Hillarious, involves stuff like Gayness, Pink volvos, Pregnancy etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do something that is helpful and not boring at the same times. So, i decided to download new songs for the car!!!! My dad has been complaining forever that he is bored of listening to the same hindi songs over and over again. Well, I haven't really watched any new movies, so I don't really know any new songs, so I spent my whole afternoon listening to songs, deciding whether they were nice, then downloading them. But, thanks to the strike, there aren't many new movies released. So, i could download only 41 songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, the instrumental version of some songs sounds quite nice. For example, the instrumental version of &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GCQKepqo-OI"&gt;Soniyo&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zNZQfMP7BD4"&gt;Pehla Nasha&lt;/a&gt;. Super nice. I love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am finally going for an outing with my Primary School friends!!!! Going to watch a movie, then have lunch. Then, do anything we want!!!! Haha, can't wait. It has been forever since we met up. And Niki hasn't even seen me since last year. She kept telling me to cut my hair. And I did!! Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupp, so thats it. Bye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-6433896509400914637?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6433896509400914637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/prank-calls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6433896509400914637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6433896509400914637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/prank-calls.html' title='Prank Calls'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-5330421789185908622</id><published>2009-06-04T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T04:38:16.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epiphany</title><content type='html'>I have finally had a moment of epiphany!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not tell you what it is about coz you guys will probably laugh your heads off.  This epiphany will not cause any major change in me or anything, but, I will surely not be so emo anymore. Did anybody actually notice that i was emo-ing? I think not. Hah, proof that i am a good actress (not! not!). If I start acting, you guys will probably be rolling on the floor laughing. And i will be too. Ask me to do a crying scene, and i sure will, but will crack up after 2 seconds of super-fake crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i decided to do something useful instead of rotting away in front of the computer, searching for (hard to find) interesting twilight fanfic stories. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note: Stories where Edward is NOT a vampire are BORING. Maybe except for a few. Oh, and Jazz, Em and Bells are cute as siblings. And most of the stories are sick. Ugh.&lt;/span&gt; So, to be a bit more useful, I decided to empty &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Box&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Box&lt;/span&gt; is a cardboard box where I &lt;del&gt;put&lt;/del&gt; dump all my files and papers that i don't need. i.e. files from last year, stray pieces of paper that i am too lazy to throw/organize. So, it is a BIG mess when you look inside. So, today, i summed up all my courage and emptied the whole box on my bed. BAD Choice. I guess we will have to sleep in the hall today. That explains everything doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so apart from that nothing much. Wait, how could i forget? MY GRANDMA IS COMING OVER TO SINGAPORE!!!!! WHOOTS!!!! Yayyyy!!! I love my grandma, I think i have the cutestest grandmas in the world. She will be nice company to have at our house. I hope she will not get bored though. Probably not. With somebody like me in the house, she will probably have something to do ALL the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now, and happy b'day to Shriya again. (it is still June 4th). XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-5330421789185908622?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5330421789185908622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/epiphany.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5330421789185908622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5330421789185908622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/epiphany.html' title='Epiphany'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-7090308454750062718</id><published>2009-06-03T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T04:10:55.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shriya's B'day!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Heyyy! It is 1. 31 AM now!!! So, it is officially Shriya's B'day. In S'pore at least. Just sent her an email. A loooooong one too. I wanted to be first to wish her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, HAPPY B'DAY SHRIYA!!!!!! MISSING YOU LOTS, YOU BETTER MISS ME TOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just remembering last year's sleepover we had for her b'day. It was sooo much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to JEC (ice skating!!!), decided to go Sentosa, realised Niki's wallet was lost, filed report at City cabs, Went on the luge, came back to the island, decided to make it into a sleepover, chitchatted all night, slept for a very short while till somebody (can't remember who) woke us up saying she was hungry, decided to make pizza at 2 AM in the night, ate and chatted a little more, went back to sleep, woke up and can't remember what happened after that. Really, was so much fun. I remember our crazy Birthday rituals. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One reason I hate growing up, is that you become more mature, and suddenly you decide that you don't need to have a whole fuss about growing older. Which means no more gifts on your b'day, no more parties, no more sleepovers, no more cake, no more birthday rituals. I love Birthdays, especially in Primary school, it gave us an excuse for just having a lot of fun. Sigh, since i am not sleepy, and am in that mood, i will bore you all stupid with all those memories of the best B' days SNUP(AKA animal junction!!!!) ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Niki's party &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just moved into their new condo, we were all pretty much excited by the fact that there was a swimming pool. And a lot more cool facilities. Obviously we had fun. Played rescue on the 'island', water catching, making fun of that couple practically making out in the pool, talked about STUFF back home, filmed that retarded movie thingy i came up with. Then, we made a whole lot of chaos in the reading room, thinking ppl couldn't hear us from outside. We were wrong of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uma's B'day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to her house. Well, did the usual stuff, came up with a drama where i was the evil wizard about to turn the whole world into poo with a magical poison ball or something like that. Then, had some retarded dancelikecrazyandthereisnotomorrow session, pair dances, dance dramas, daredevil, turning dizzy, then of course our new and revised birthday ritual. Mind you, it was like a real ritual. It is our tradition to have birthday rituals. There was no party without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My B'day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, well, obviously my B'day was going to be included. You didn't think i would miss it, didja? Well, the best party I ever threw was the one after PSLE. Thank goodness i have a late year Birthdate that usually falls right after exams.... when everyone is in a good mood. And I always made a fuss about my B'day. I still would, if I had enough people to invite over, and i was not supposed to be mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was a 2 day 1 night camp at Changi Beach. Cool, right!!! Complete with barbecue and stuff like that. Plus three 6 man tents, Three families, My grandmother, cricket matches, dancing, Changi Beach idol, one toddler, and a whole load of other people. We also booked an 'apartment' in Changi Village blocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to keep it a secret from my friends saying it was just some sleepover, but i couldn't keep the secret. My cake was a pink, barbie, cupcake cake(cake made of 40 cupcakes together). I did my best to make it as childish as i could considering it was my last chance before i actually became a teen. Ah, the fond memories. I still have the decorative doll which was on the cake on my table. the cake was heavenly. Can't write everything that happened. Would be too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see this is a very long post. To save you guys from slumping asleep in front of your comps, i will stop here, for now. (grins evily)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye,&lt;br /&gt;2am pizza. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-7090308454750062718?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7090308454750062718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/shriyas-bday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7090308454750062718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7090308454750062718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/shriyas-bday.html' title='Shriya&apos;s B&apos;day!!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-6369053993613228038</id><published>2009-06-03T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T11:25:07.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random note from fb</title><content type='html'>Layer 1: On the Outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name&lt;/span&gt;: Mallampalli Parinita.&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: Pari (used more often than my real name. Due to the pronunciation difficulty and coz it suited me. XD)&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: 4/11 (Hint, Hint, 6 months to go, look at my wishlist)&lt;br /&gt;School: Nus High&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: black?&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: black?&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty: right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer 2: On the Inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Heritage: indian&lt;br /&gt;Your Fears: not doing well, Disappointing people i care for, including me, the unknown&lt;br /&gt;Your Weaknesses: i used to have a weakness for earrings, at least i thought i did, but it is nothing compared to Aisha. haha. Oh,  Twilight &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;You Goals: Do well and meet mine and everybody else's expectations.&lt;br /&gt;Your Regrets: only very few&lt;br /&gt;Relieve Stress: about anything to make me smile? (believe me, doesn't take much)&lt;br /&gt;Hardest thing ever dealt with: its gotta be literature.&lt;br /&gt;What upsets you: nothing much, really. i think i know a few, but can't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer 3: Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts first waking up: shizz, did I oversleep? cant be late AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;Your bedtime: very early for a teen, at least. 10++&lt;br /&gt;Your most missed memory: PEPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Four: You're Picking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Go PEPSI. You know why.&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: Macs. More veggie stuff&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group dates: donno&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: donno&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Tea or Nestea: donno&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: VANILLA&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee: no caffein for me, i stick with the bone building, milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Five: Do You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do Drugs: nope.&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush: nope&lt;br /&gt;Think you've been in love: only with that guy on TV. (NOT Terrence Lewis. I know he is old)&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married: no idea&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself: Yupp&lt;br /&gt;Think you're a health freak: Never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Six: In the Past Month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol: no. Never&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall: yeah, library + the whole load of movies&lt;br /&gt;Eaten Sushi: nope, it isn't really veg, is it?&lt;br /&gt;Gone skating: no, that reminds me... my skates have been unused for more than..... a year&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair: nope&lt;br /&gt;Done something exciting: of course, not THAT way, mind you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Seven: Have You Ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played a stripping game: NOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;Gotten beaten up: Did I? shrug. dun rmbr&lt;br /&gt;Changed who you were to fit in: yes, i think i did so without realising&lt;br /&gt;Hid something from someone: of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Eight: Getting Old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age your hoping to be married: who plans these things?&lt;br /&gt;Age to start having children: see above.&lt;br /&gt;Want to travel to: never thought about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Nine: Perfect Mate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Eye Color: Donno&lt;br /&gt;Best Hair Color: Donno&lt;br /&gt;Short or Long Hair: Donno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Ten: What were you doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 minute ago: this&lt;br /&gt;1 hour ago: sending Shriya an email. *beams*&lt;br /&gt;1 day ago: Sleeping. It is 1.30 now.&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago: haha, having a sleepover for Shriya's bday. Sentosa, Luge, chit-chating, 2am pizzas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Eleven: Finish the Sentence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love: a lot of stuff?&lt;br /&gt;I feel: sleepy, true&lt;br /&gt;I hate: i am not sure&lt;br /&gt;I hide: some not impt secrets&lt;br /&gt;I miss: India, Pri Sch, SNUP&lt;br /&gt;I need: to go sleep. (after a proper post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-6369053993613228038?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6369053993613228038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-note-from-fb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6369053993613228038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6369053993613228038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-note-from-fb.html' title='random note from fb'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-2768908653975911721</id><published>2009-06-02T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T04:36:42.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Physics project</title><content type='html'>Physics project at Audrey's house again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual, promise to try not to get distracted, then the Mac comes out and then the distraction starts and then a whole lot of Grammy awards, Gossip Girl, Heroes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heights of celebrities.&lt;/span&gt; But this time there was something new, i watched SAW. Well, technically not exactly, since i watched like only 2 minutes of the hair trap then freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was innocently tearing pieces of newspaper when Angie and Audrey asked me to start singing at the top of my voice, so that i would block the sounds of the 'SAW' video. I gladly did so, but i wandered over to the comp just to find out what was a bigger horror than me singing 'Thunder' in my whiniest, lowest, loudest voice. I found out, and i regretted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. And i was so scared about having nightmares that i couldn't sleep. In the end i did, but not peacefully. I woke up, with a relief and thought, lucky, no dreams. But.... it turns out it was only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 a.m. &lt;/span&gt; Yike. then, all of a sudden I felt something tug my hair. Then, i screamed. It was only my sister. If u watched the hair trap part, you will know why i screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in the end i did sleep, without nightmares. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was SMO. Major disaster. I only knew how to solve like three questions. After that, we had to tackle the problem of my locker. I actually had some keys which were exactly the same size and brand of my duplicate of the locker key. I had like 10 of them. But they were all so rusty. So, i brought the 3 shiniest ones. But i had no hope of them actually working. Coz, i thought i lost my duplicate as well. So then i am like, "Kay, lets try the first one" And then, the key goes in and the locker opens. It was epic. It is lame when i just say like this, but it would have been real funny if you were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is it. Came home, researched on Twilight a bit. Fanfic can be ridiculous. There is one where Emmett falls for someone else, Jasper and Edward become gay with each other. Then, the three girls are heartbroken. But then, Alice goes to Volterra for shopping(?!?) where the newest king falls for her and Rosalie and Bella become lesbo with each other. Could it have been more retarded? But it was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-2768908653975911721?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2768908653975911721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/physics-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2768908653975911721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2768908653975911721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/06/physics-project.html' title='Physics project'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-4088576746792297464</id><published>2009-05-31T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T05:59:07.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SALMAN WON!!!!!</title><content type='html'>This is great. Salman won. Well, tell you the truth, I had no idea who was actually going to win. All of them were equally good, in dancing, at least. But I liked Jai and Alisha a teeny bit better. Anyway, it is over. I wish they will have another season of DID or they will have a children version. Anything would be better than having to watch lil' champs. Ok, fine, maybe I am being a bit too mean. It is just I cannot stand the childish judges anymore. Ugh. And singing seems paler in comparision to dancing, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I just realised that off late I have become very opinionated. Now, when did that happen? I can't remember. I have been spending the past few weeks thinking about, erm, life. I donno, life when I was younger, life in pri sch, life when I was different. I am probably thinking too much. It is not good for my health. It is causing me to become very blur and stupid. (Ahem, does that explain anything?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i have realised one thing. We cannot stop growing older. We cannot stop ourselves from changing. No matter how much you preferred the previous 'you', you cannot stop becoming a different person. Sometimes, I think about the previous me as though it was from a different lifetime. That makes me feel very, old. I think I am too young to be thinking like this. I only just finished primary school and I am thinking like this. What will happen when I become 30? Ok, i'd better stop ranting before it becomes a lesson on philosophy and aging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished reading New Moon the third time. The first time I read the book, I didn't think it was so nice. Then again, I read it twice. this time, I realised it was quite a nice book, only you don't realise the 'potential' the first time. The first time I read the book, i supported Jake. I could actually see the fact that Bella was happier with him. But, the second time round, I preferred Edward. Haha, the third time I only read from the part when Edward comes back. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'd better stop ranting. Nothing much to do, so just rant away. But i must spare a thought for others. bye, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just, me, or is this post jumbled up, like my compos?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-4088576746792297464?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4088576746792297464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/salman-won.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4088576746792297464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4088576746792297464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/salman-won.html' title='SALMAN WON!!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-2345825762331011408</id><published>2009-05-29T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:20:48.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>change back to the old skin!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, i have changed back to the old skin. I realised that I found the new skin very irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, everybody please put your hands together for Parinita who has made herself and her family proud by finally clearing her desk and dining table! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[insert cheering here]&lt;/span&gt; I will show you guys a pic of my clean table when i am bothered enough to transfer the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..... today is the finals for DID!!!!!!!!! I am supporting Alisha. i don't care. She is the best. But in guys.... probably Jai. Nope, I am not being biased towards terrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to some tea session thingy on thursday. did i mention i thought the tea tasted like hot water? But it sure smelt awesome! Then, had ice cream puff. Yummy, in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, came back to school then went for ASEP rehearsal while the others tested out the shapes for the physics project. (sorry for not contributing much) Rehearsal was funn. Back with cadbury purples plus lao shi. CCHY chinese dance is indeed reely cool. super-synchro. and they have a dance-tee!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and progress report on friday. All the others went and checked their CAP on espace while I, like an idiot tried not to, so i could keep the "suspense". Phooey. Anyway, did unexpectedly well. Well, lucky for me they didn't count Physics. Really lucky. Oh, and i got my long awaited, undeserved ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a celebration to the start of the hols, we went to my fave restaurant, then dropped my sis at her school for a midnight carnival, then went to play midnight golf and then went bowling. Well, not exactly.... we reached 5 mins late for golf. The machine stops dispensing golf balls at 11.30 and we reached at 11.35. And the bowling place was fully booked for the night. So, it was a fail outing but still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost my locker key. I am googling ways to pick the lock. Don't look at me like that. The solar panel for the physics project is locked in there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, gtg.... bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-2345825762331011408?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2345825762331011408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/change-back-to-old-skin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2345825762331011408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2345825762331011408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/change-back-to-old-skin.html' title='change back to the old skin!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-1515960689654352256</id><published>2009-05-28T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T08:11:30.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quizes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quizzes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do some quizzes stolen from zak's blog. I am too lazy to update anything that has been going on in my currently boringly stress free life. It is a post exam thing you know. The stress does not come and you are so surprised that there was no stress, that you are wondering why and basically are blur as you go along your everyday life. e.g--&gt; My mother actually had to explain what was happening in a Hindi movie. I mean, this is shocking. I know I am hopeless at stuff like star trek and all, but I was always good(at least much better than my mum) in Hindi movies. They are super predictable. I just realised I have alrdy written quite a big para w/o meaning to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS';" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;GIRLS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Andy&lt;br /&gt;2. Jean&lt;br /&gt;3. JQ&lt;br /&gt;4. Angela&lt;br /&gt;5. Audrey&lt;br /&gt;6. Niki&lt;br /&gt;7. Ut&lt;br /&gt;8. Shriya&lt;br /&gt;9. Uma&lt;br /&gt;10. Abhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;BOYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Isaac&lt;br /&gt;12. Kelvin&lt;br /&gt;13. Joshua&lt;br /&gt;14. CG&lt;br /&gt;15. Viva&lt;br /&gt;16. KX&lt;br /&gt;17. Saksham&lt;br /&gt;18. Joel&lt;br /&gt;19. Vishnu&lt;br /&gt;20. Sanjyot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;QUESTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who is your favourite boy out of the group?&lt;br /&gt;... I don't know... I haven't even seen boys 17-20 in like ages. Just suddenly remembered my pri sch frens.... prolly Viva coz he is my cousin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you going out with or crushing on anyone on this list?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who is/are your best friend(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Basically all the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Is anyone related to you?&lt;br /&gt;yup..... my cousins abhi and viva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Are any people on this list going out with each other?&lt;br /&gt;Jean and Isaac (lol XD, no offence meant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If you had to kiss anyone on the list, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;obviously a girl.... but if only boys then obviously my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you had to tell your biggest secret to anyone on this list, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;most prolly Niki. Or maybe even Uma.... but I rarely see her. Not that i see niki either. If my other best frens lived somewere i ould go w/o having to take a flight, i would tell them too. But, i dun think i will tell any school mate no matter how close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who is the funniest person?&lt;br /&gt;the three monkeys? Saksham Joel and Vishnu. I remember Vishnu was the most retarded (Sry, didn't add the 4th monkey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who is the most helpful/kind?&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;PAIRING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Would 1 &amp;amp; 15 make a good couple? (Andy and Viva)&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would 5 &amp;amp; 18 make a good couple? (Audrey and Joel)&lt;br /&gt;NEVER!!! Knowing Audrey....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if 4 &amp;amp; 19 kissed? (Angela and Vishnu)&lt;br /&gt;LOL. My eyes would burn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you think if 20 got 8 pregnant? (Sanjyot and Shriya)&lt;br /&gt;hmm.... I would wonder when they hooked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 16 ever hit on 10? (KX and Abhi)&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean? But anyway, nah, dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If 2 &amp;amp;12 were locked in a closet together, would they do it? (Jean and Kelvin)&lt;br /&gt;Nah. They're underage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Would 6 &amp;amp; 17 ever go out? (Niki and Saksham)&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm... There is a chance, you know? Both are smart, same pri school, both raffles, both Hindi pros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do 7 &amp;amp; 11 like each other? (Ut and Isaac)&lt;br /&gt;If they were ever introduced, i think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Would 3 &amp;amp; 13 make a good couple? (JQ and Joshua)&lt;br /&gt;lol no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you think 8 would ever like 14? (Shriya and CG)&lt;br /&gt;As a friend, she would probably take him the same way as me. We are very similar XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;INDIVIDUALS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Does 17 talk a lot? (Saksham)&lt;br /&gt;Lemme remember... in pri sch, undoubtedly yes, and in sec sch, the only time i saw him...... i dun think he changed much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Does 14 think about sex too much? (CG)&lt;br /&gt;Doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If 11 (or 1 if you're a guy) tried to kiss you, what would you do? (Isaac)&lt;br /&gt;It wud most prolly be a dare. (rolls eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If 20 (or 10 if you're a guy) hit on you, what would you do? (Vishnu)&lt;br /&gt;what is hit on you? Honestly, i dun know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you ever consider 6 your best friend? (Niki)&lt;br /&gt;Is that something you actually need to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What don't you like about 17? (Saksham)&lt;br /&gt;There used to be a lot of things in pri sch as far as I rmember. But back then, being a guy was enough reason for a girl to hate smbdy. *sigh, the childish me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How did you meet 8? (Shriya)&lt;br /&gt;Some things happen so long ago that you forget them. As far as i know, i first knew her thru Ut and Niki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What song reminds you of 5? (Audrey)&lt;br /&gt;Fearless.... donno why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you consider 15 hot? (Viva)&lt;br /&gt;O.O For you guys to know, i never considered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Has 9 ever done something really wrong to you? (Uma)&lt;br /&gt;In a way, but those were the uber-childish pri sch days. And we were well.... crazy people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;HOW MANY PEOPLE ON THE LIST...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you done anything sexual with (kissing or more)?&lt;br /&gt;0 DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you consider your close friends?&lt;br /&gt;4 in the past (i.e. pri sch) and 4 in the present (i.e. sec sch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you think you will never lose touch with&lt;br /&gt;my cousins, i would also love nvr to lose touch with my all my frens. But, some things are inevitable. At least not my animal junction, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you had a crush on?&lt;br /&gt;0, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you hated at one point?&lt;br /&gt;3? But, not anymore. I don't hate anybody... not even only in the list, but anybody i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have Smoked?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Share at least one class with you?&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you talked on the phone with?&lt;br /&gt;almost everybody except maybe some of the guys plus 1 or two gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Have parents that you've met/seen?&lt;br /&gt;12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have a house you've been in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;6 gals plus 1 guy, viva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer- content in the quiz is entirely honest. well, maye only one..but hardly. Content is not meant to hurt or offend anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-1515960689654352256?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1515960689654352256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/quizes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/1515960689654352256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/1515960689654352256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/quizes.html' title='quizes'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-5167823635519621062</id><published>2009-05-22T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:21:09.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B'day Angela!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Happy B'day Angela!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa Birthday wishes to the MEGAGENIUS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I didn't post in a while...&lt;br /&gt;So, now I'mmmmmmm Backkkkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I know I am being lameeee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.... lets backtrack a bit.... let's see... hmm... on wednesday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I would be going to help my mother for the 1.6km run thingum didn't I? Well, I did!!! It was fun. Felt like I was back in Primary School for a while. I totally forgot that uniforms were tucked in... too used to our uniform.... Anyway, do you know what we were supposed to do?  Well, basically, we were supposed to put a rubber band on everybody, after they finished a round. And since I am such a nice girl.... I even cheered them on like crazy... The poor things were sweating like crap and huffing and puffing so much. I also told them that when they went to secondary school they would have to run 2.4 and suffer much worse than they were Muahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Thursday, I began clearing my table!!!!!!!!!!!! Please note the word "BEGAN" I haven't finished yet. All I did was to move ALL the stuff from my table. Now my table is so clean and empty. But the dining table..... is my temporary base camp for all my mess. I have scattered basically all the contents on my table onto the dining table. We have been having lunch and dinner in the hall... for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I went to watch a movie with all the guys. I realized that i was the only gal in the whole group tsk. NATM 2 is nice, but I think I preferred the first one. After that, went to have lunch at plaza singapura. Spent a looooooong time deciding where to eat... finally settled down to eat.... at Kopitiam. Then chionged back home to go for practice... again. Why is it that practice is always scheduled right after a movie outing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, today, was rehearsal... went all the way to Bendemeer. I missed the dance practice that was in school. We were supposed to be preparing for the ASEAN Student exchange programme thingy... but I didn't go... :( After the very,very,very short rehearsal, came back home. WE (me and Uma) had to take Mayur back home. I totally forgot how irritating primary school hindi guys used to be. But, it was refreshing and a partially nice and super irritating change to be with Primary School guys. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Uma made loads of plans about what we were gonna do in the holidays. Planning is really fun. I wish (for the thousandth time) I was back in primary school. I miss the company of the '&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;N&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;'!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, i know who is gonna be out in DID today.... should I say, or should i not? Well, it will be out by today anyway.... So I will leave the suspense. But I can say that the girl will be safe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-5167823635519621062?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5167823635519621062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/did-ending-next-weeekkkkkkk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5167823635519621062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5167823635519621062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/did-ending-next-weeekkkkkkk.html' title='Happy B&apos;day Angela!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-5644597769908229167</id><published>2009-05-20T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T03:18:05.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a helpful girl :D:D:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Such a helpful girl :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i was a very helpful girl... I vacuumed the floor(i think my right ear is partially deaf now), I took out the bedsheets in my room, and i put fresh bedsheets in my pareets room...... and along with that, i finished off another two books.... tsk tsk, at the rate i am going.... I don't think the whole Bukit Batok Library will have enough book for me to read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, &lt;strong&gt;Midnight Twins&lt;/strong&gt; is a nice book.... and so is &lt;strong&gt;Secret Keeper&lt;/strong&gt;.... for some reasons, i find that books about twins are usually very interesting..... take the book &lt;strong&gt;the thirteenth tale&lt;/strong&gt; for example... it was nice..... oh, and i really loved &lt;strong&gt;Secret Keeper&lt;/strong&gt;.... i obve the way she ended the book and the way it left a nice warm feeling in my heart :D:D:D I also read the book &lt;strong&gt;Genisis Alpha&lt;/strong&gt;, nice book also..... I would say interesting..... If i am not lazy, i think i will go to the library tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, and i just remebered.... i need to clear my table..... I know i was supposed to do it 5 days ago, but i just can't bring myself to do it. Before you guys start tututting about my laziness, just look at it first, are you sure you will want to clear this in one day, and you haven't even seen inside the drawers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337847538362831410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gfJHs2EDDY/ShPYDhVPUjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0ulIFWtJu_8/s320/Photos0676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupyup, thats it. Tommorow, I will be helping my mum, who is a Parent Volunteer, at the NAPFA run tommorow. The P5's are running.... i really, really, really miss PEPS life.... when i didn't have to worry about handing in ridiculous assignments on time..... and PEP:S Hindi class. It seriously used to be party time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-5644597769908229167?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5644597769908229167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/such-helpful-girl-ddd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5644597769908229167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5644597769908229167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/such-helpful-girl-ddd.html' title='Such a helpful girl :D:D:D'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_1gfJHs2EDDY/ShPYDhVPUjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0ulIFWtJu_8/s72-c/Photos0676.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710434387979353369.post-6497031017174988337</id><published>2009-05-17T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:22:05.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivo!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vivo&lt;/span&gt; today with my friends. Overslept, practically ran all the way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt;, and found that i wasn't the latest. Phew. Then, went to buy the tickets. We had planned to watch Angels and Demons, but there weren't any good seats. So, we bought tickets to Star Trek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to eat at Subway. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Whipeee&lt;/span&gt;! Then, went back to the cinema hall. Took our seats. There was around 20 minutes of commercials before the movie actually started. So, well.... about the movie? I would say i wasted my money. No, i am not saying the movie was horrible. It is just that..... being as hopeless as i am, i didn't get a single thing about the movie. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it is kind of cool watching sci-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fi&lt;/span&gt; movies. You see all these cool gadgets and all that etc. But, basically for me, my mind was bonkers throughout the whole movie. I had no idea whether those people were on earth or some other planet with a funny name, or even ANYTHING. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sheesh&lt;/span&gt;.... oh oh and i also thought that guy with the pointy ears name was Spark. I spent the whole day thinking it was Spark, and only then, i found out that his name was Spock. Phooey. Me am hopeless, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to the roof of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;vivo&lt;/span&gt; to wade and splash in the tiny pool sort of thingy there. We played a really stupid and lame game. After that, took loads of pictures in that white hole-y structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Chionged&lt;/span&gt; home, and then, left for practice. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! At least on thing for me to look forward to in the boring holidays. Yeah, holidays are boring, but i am not complaining. At least better than mugging our asses off. Will be going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;EyeLink&lt;/span&gt; today to get my contacts, then, will be going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; Regional Library, to read! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Whipee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;List of movies I wanna watch:&lt;br /&gt;1) Night At The Museum 2&lt;br /&gt;2) Ice Age 3 (i wanna go with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pri&lt;/span&gt; sch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;frens&lt;/span&gt;!!)&lt;br /&gt;3) Harry Potter and the half-blood prince!! (i am going with my sister.)&lt;br /&gt;4) A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Hindi&lt;/span&gt; movie? (If a nice one releases, that is)&lt;br /&gt;5) Another movie that will release soon, i hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-6497031017174988337?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6497031017174988337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/vivo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6497031017174988337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6497031017174988337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/vivo.html' title='Vivo!!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-4804817936223850908</id><published>2009-05-16T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T04:17:47.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow water!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rainbow water!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gfJHs2EDDY/Sg6gY_-Zj7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/BAm2J9dNeDA/s1600-h/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gfJHs2EDDY/Sg6gY_-Zj7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/BAm2J9dNeDA/s320/rainbow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336378959831076786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, a beautiful rainbow + water!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching another movie. This is the third one i have watched in the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one was about this thing where a guy is a thief and when his girlfriend is kidnapped, he has to steal some diamonds as a ransom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next one was about this guy, whose grandfather was an inventor. He has a secret invention which he leaves to his grandson. It is a camera that takes pictures of the future. You set it to a future date, and take a pic. Then, the picture will show what will happen to the person, at exactly the same time on that day. So he takes a picture of himself and it shows a blank photo, which means death. So, he tries to change his fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third one was about this guy who has an affair with his Secretary. Then, she becomes pregnant, and he accidentally kills her. She comes back to haunt him. It was super weird. Coz, number 1, in the end, i don't get what happened, and number two, she did not look like a ghost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-4804817936223850908?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4804817936223850908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/rainbow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4804817936223850908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4804817936223850908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/rainbow.html' title='Rainbow water!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_1gfJHs2EDDY/Sg6gY_-Zj7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/BAm2J9dNeDA/s72-c/rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710434387979353369.post-3702484442768644505</id><published>2009-05-15T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:27:09.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mayuresh Wadkar added me as a friend on facebook!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mayuresh Wadkar added me as a friend on facebook!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you reading that gaya? haha, but it is pretty much useless... not that i will ever be able to chat with him or anything. And he has 900+ friends on FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to clean the house. And clear my table too... i promised my parents that i would do so before i went to the library. Just now, i sent an e-mail to my cousins. ... must keep in touch with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, here are my plans for the June hols&lt;br /&gt;1) Watch at least 5 movies in the theatre and 2 in CD.&lt;br /&gt;2) Reread ALL the books of the Harry Potter series.&lt;br /&gt;3)Watch the movie Harry Potter and the prisoner of azkaban. I couldn't find it on youtube. :(&lt;br /&gt;4) Read ALL the books in the Twilight series!!!&lt;br /&gt;5) Read as many book as i cannn!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;6) Try to play Wii more often. It has been severely underused.&lt;br /&gt;7) A lot more, i just can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now i will see if i can clear my table&lt;br /&gt;*looks in the direction of THE TABLE and shudders violently*&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i can clear it within 10 years. It looks absolutely hopeless :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-3702484442768644505?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3702484442768644505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/mayuresh-wadkar-added-me-as-friend-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3702484442768644505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3702484442768644505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/mayuresh-wadkar-added-me-as-friend-on.html' title='Mayuresh Wadkar added me as a friend on facebook!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-3862628287539099099</id><published>2009-05-15T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T04:32:31.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are overrrrrrr!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Exams are overrrrrrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exams are gone. Whoosh, they have been blown away by the gale of time. In its absence, is left a blissful emptiness.... blissful, but empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol what a futile attempt at poetry. All you guys reading this here, remind me NEVER to take literature ok? Or either music or either fine arts, ok? Coz i will just fail. FAIL!!! (For evidence, look at the above poem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... was physics exam today! It was ok-ok, just like my bio and math exam. I might have made a few mistakes here and there coz i didnt understand the question. There was a wierdddd question for physics. They had a whole 20 mark question on how to cook beef + chicken soup and i don't know what. It was totally strange. I had no idea what they were making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a vegetarian, i did not know that chicken cubes could be used to make soup. Or that they even existed. And after making the soup, the lady changes her mind and decides to cook her beef in the soup. whatever happened to microwaves and all that. Isn't that why they exist? To cook stuff? At first i thought she was putting the beef to make into a pie or something. Coz they said that  she floated them on top of the soup. Seriously, i didn't understand at all. All i could think of was why she didn't use a microwave and just save us the trouble of calculating the energy and maximum number of slices and all that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... since i am bored, a summary of my examss! Only 6 exams this sem!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Hindi --&gt; Quite ok, i messed up the paper 1 as usual, but at least i got an A.&lt;br /&gt;2)English --&gt; A total gone case disaster. Paper 1 was ... ugh, indescribably crappy. Paper 2 was a BIT better.&lt;br /&gt;3) Geog --&gt; An even bigger disaster. Don't need o explain further. The word Geography should be enough to describe everything&lt;br /&gt;4)Math --&gt; Easier than expected, (I was expecting smthg super hard) but small mistakes here and there&lt;br /&gt;5) Bio--&gt; It was a 'finish quickly and move-on' paper. I crapped a bit for some qns, but heck, there wasn't enough time.&lt;br /&gt;6) Physics--&gt; Ok- Ok, doable. not extremely hard. Except for the cooking lesson question of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, thats it. came home, finished Reading the harry potter book which i borrowed from the library today, changed the blog skin. XD XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-3862628287539099099?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3862628287539099099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams-are-overrrrrrr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3862628287539099099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3862628287539099099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams-are-overrrrrrr.html' title='Exams are overrrrrrr!!!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-6293514720579544919</id><published>2009-05-12T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T02:13:46.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>password change!</title><content type='html'>Did i tell u guys that my dad changed the password of my Facebook account? That should have been done a long, long time ago. I &lt;del&gt;am&lt;/del&gt; was so addicted to Facebook. I know that there is no point going to Facebook. All you do is just take some stupid quizzes and then, wait for your frens to take them too and then make stupid comments and etc.  But, still i was addicted and could not stay away. It is simply amazing how much time you can waste on Facebook when you have exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have some problem with me. I have a computer thirst, something which i compulsorily must satisfy everyday. Unless i spend some 20 hours on the computer everyday, i cannot sleep. Like, you see, now i am wasting my time on the computer when i shud be revising 4 bio and physics. I have'nt even touched on my Physics. Sheesh. There is somethinmg seriously wrong with me. I get 4 days of holiday and all i do is waste 3and a hal days and cramp math revision into half a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is really something wrong with me. I keep forgetting that there are exams. I think that the holidays are here already. I mean, i haven't even gotten any exam stress yet!! Where is the oh-my-god-exams-are here-already-must recvise-like-xiao pari? I bet you i am gonna do super badly *touches wood* I was more stressed fo my common tests than my exams. Oh and i am most probably gonna have to buy an ice cream. Well, like CG said, i must try to beat him so i can save my money and get a free ice cream too. (No Lah, j/k)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-6293514720579544919?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6293514720579544919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/did-i-tell-u-guys-that-my-dad-changed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6293514720579544919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6293514720579544919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/did-i-tell-u-guys-that-my-dad-changed.html' title='password change!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-1999688726670125756</id><published>2009-05-12T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T01:28:08.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Math exam today</title><content type='html'>Well, it was ok-ok..... not as bad as i thought it would be, nor not as good as i hoped i could do. I was expecting a very hard paper, but it was not as hard...... so, it means that everybody else did well, while i made all those stupid, silly mistakes. I left a TWO MARK question, okay.... and it was on loci. Loci is one of the easiest chapters of them all. But, I really did not know how to do, you know? I must be so stupid. Grrl.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andand, the whole paper was a calculator paper, but i did not use calculator for most of the questions. I am just not used to using the calculator at all. I think that must have slowed me down quite a bit. But, it is ok, i did not really have a time problem. I had 20 minutes left to finish of the two questions which i had left blank. I did not check my paper. (sheepish grin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after the paper, i went to buy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;mango madness&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!! Yumm... I love it! Then, while sipping my drink, i went to sit with the guys. They were talking about a very funny topic, gaming. I know that there is nothing hillarious about gaming, but i never play any computer games so i had absolutely no idea  what they were talking about. All i could see was their stupid actions, flailing their hands about and making those retarded noises like. "Whee", "Bang bang" "boom" "dur dur dur dur dur" (machine guns sound). So, you can imagine how their conversation sounded like to a gaming illiterate like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, now that English exam is over, i will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRY&lt;/span&gt; to stop writing such long posts and elaborating and adding details and trying to be as specific as possible so that readers can imagine a vivid scene in their mind etc. But, as my primary school english teacher says, the learning of the English language never stops. (Did she really say that? I donno, lemme check with my pri sch frens)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-1999688726670125756?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1999688726670125756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/math-exam-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/1999688726670125756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/1999688726670125756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/math-exam-today.html' title='Math exam today'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-4200508993075597304</id><published>2009-05-11T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T07:04:29.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fthings are getting better :)</title><content type='html'>Finally! Some improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my dad called the Learning Interactive place and they said that there was a calculator available. Phew. So, today, i went with my mum to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt; and then, bought my new calculator!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! Finally, I have a calculator which i do not need to waste 5 minutes waging a war with just to make it switch on. (I think i will pay back the money spent on a new calculator with my own pocket money. After all, it was due to my stupid mistake that it got spoilt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;'t it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, from there, i went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt; Library for another study session with CG and Kelvin. They were there anyway since the morning, and since i was there also, i decided to join them. I could clear my doubts with them anyway. Luckily, today was a super-productive day. Well... maybe not exactly super-productive.. but at least i did &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; work, didn't I? It was more like an eating session too. We were just eating and buying and eating stuff from the vending machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andand&lt;/span&gt;, why is that every time i go for study session, something embarrassing always happens? First, last Thursday, it was the McDonald's stuff. It was lunch time and we were hungry, so we wrote out a whole long list of our orders and sent Kelvin to get the stuff from Mac. Then, while we are studying, all of a sudden, Kelvin comes into the study lounge and then dumps these packets full of McDonald's food onto the table, The smell was so strong. Especially the french fries. Everybody started laughing like crazy at us. Poor Jean, she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; embarrassed! We went to eat in the courtyard instead. A picnic in the library!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, today, while we three of us were coming back in the train.... we thought that we felt somebody staring at us. I was wondering who that idiot (sorry!) was. Then, we looked up, and then, when we recognised who it was, we screamed. And Kelvin screamed really loudly. Imagine screaming in at evening 8, when people are snoozing off in the train. It was only Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Fadhir&lt;/span&gt;! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;donno&lt;/span&gt; why we screamed. Probably &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Fadhir&lt;/span&gt; kept so quite and was staring right at us creepily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we talked for a while and then Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Fadhir&lt;/span&gt; began testing us our bio. It was nice to see him again. He is a really good teacher. I wish he could come back and teach again. Oh, and 202, he says he misses us a lot too. He was wondering whether we were going to have a class outing or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; in the June hols so that he could meet up with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and you know what? Having a perfect life is really boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; note, Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-4200508993075597304?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4200508993075597304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/fthings-are-getting-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4200508993075597304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4200508993075597304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/fthings-are-getting-better.html' title='fthings are getting better :)'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-3161296917701259432</id><published>2009-05-09T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T01:59:51.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FREAKING HELL!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am damn pissed, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days everything is going all wrong. Just sooo wrong. First it is my laptop breaking. Then, it is my doing super-duper-uber badly in the exams. Then, i cannot concentrate on anything i am doing. Then, my calculator decides to snuff it just 4 days before my math exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, i know that my calculator sick for a long time. I forgot to take out the batteries during the december hols, so it leaked and spoiled the 'ON' key. The damn key just doesn't work. But, at least it used to switch on when i jabbed at it with my green pen for about 5 minutes. So, when i went for the study session in bugis library, i went to the place in Bras Basah to get it fixed. And then, the guy at the shop told me that my calculator was terminally ill and that i had to get a new one. I could trade in my old calculator for a new one at $130. But, there was no stock. He said he would call me when there was stock. I thought it was ok, since my calculator at least still works. But now, it doesn't work at all!!!!!!!! Stupid thing. Maybe i should just borrow a calculator from some teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ng is not picking up her phone and i don't have the number of the place in Bras Basah. Ohhh Freak, I am soooooooooo Dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-3161296917701259432?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3161296917701259432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/freaking-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3161296917701259432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3161296917701259432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/freaking-hell.html' title='FREAKING HELL!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-5132448662057661553</id><published>2009-05-08T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:03:28.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Examssss!!!!!!!   :(</title><content type='html'>Today was the Eng and geog exams. so sad. I don't think i did well. Well, i did not really work hard did i? I mean, it is not like i did not study at all, it is just that I slacked a lot through this sem, and then, studied only last minute. I think i trust last minute revisions too much. I really should change my style of studying. And time management too. I don't think slacking all the time and cramming everything into the last minute works. Nope, it really doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, the English summary wasn't that bad. Maybe i don't know. But, i think they gave us too much time. They did 50 min for compre + 50 min for summary. I did my compre in 40 mins, then spent 40 min on summary. had 20 mins for checking. This was the FIRST time i had so much free time during an exam. My narrative is so @#$%&amp;amp;^! . I wrote a whole lot of rubbish that was not even related to the topic, Then, i did not have time to finish my essay properly. So, i guess you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hr 50 min break after Eng paper. Ate lunch, then, went to library to revise. I couldn't concentrate much. so sad. I think i learnt the most in the last half an hour. That was when i actually started to understand the topics. Did this crazy drawing with JQ. She was drawing another sketch of me, Finished only the nose. Then, she added in these two very funny eyes, then, i added the hair. then, she added the mouth, and then, i added a hairband. Then, i added the ears and she added the earrings, then, the teeth and then, the braces and then a neck, and then a tank top and then a whole lot of very funny things. The picture looked really nice. If we were Picasso it would have sold for millions. I think the description of the drawing would go something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"This drawing is an abstract drawing made by the two great artist's of Singapore, Tan Jun Qi and Mallampalli Parinita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; This drawing depicts the creation of mankind. It portrays the process in which man is created formed and thought up of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Looking at the painting, the observer is forced to think whether the portrait is that of man or woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; This causes the observer to look more keenly at the drawing and then they will realize the significance of every detail in the picture."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; to my exams.&lt;br /&gt;Geog Started. I think the problem was that i did not understand what the question was asking for. I knew the answers to most, only, i did not know what they were asking. After the exam, we discussed the paper amongst ourselves and i realized that i got a WHOLE question wrong. And i also did not add in many points in my answers. Sigh, everything just went so badly today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the geog paper, we were given back our personal response for the book review. I basically messed it up totally. I got 19/30. and this piece of homework holds such a high percentage in our CA. Can you see my wish list over there? On the LHS? you know it says at least a CAP of 4.5. I don't think i can get that well. Seriously. I just slacked too much this sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S Oh and i told you guys that Terrence Lewis looks horrible in photos didn't I? Go see him in the show. Hehe XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-5132448662057661553?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5132448662057661553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/examssss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5132448662057661553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5132448662057661553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/examssss.html' title='Examssss!!!!!!!   :('/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-8085563683829827397</id><published>2009-05-06T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T03:58:07.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I dropped my laptop and cracked half the screen :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Whee! I love my parents (and my sister too, don't worry, i did not forget you.) I know I can be a bit of an idiot when I get into one of those moods, but hey always put up with me and helped me with whatever problems I had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hehe, I don't think everybody will sacrifice soo much and even risk embarrassing himself just to make his little daughter feel better, right? And they will also not work soo much and soo hard just to provide for us and make sure we have an enjoyable and luxurious life.  Accompany us wherever we wanted to go, whatever stupid things we wanted to do. At the same time, be just the right mix of funny and strict so that we will not grow up to spoilt brats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Andand, not everybody will sacrifice their career for her children and family, right? Not give up the wonderful and even more luxurious life she could have had, just so that she could be there for us? And instill us with the proper values so that we will not grow up to be spoilt brats too. And wake up early in the morning till all the way late night just helping us with our work and make sure we are comfortable and face no problem as we go about our lives? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Sometimes, we cannot see all that our parents do for us. Sometimes, people only see their parents as a hindrance in their lives and think that life would be better of without them. They don't see all the 'behind the curtain' work their parents have done for them. They don't realize the fact that all the things that their parents have done is just soo as to make your life better. They only hear the scoldings, see the frowns, but they don't see the problems their parents face and the hurt they feel when we answer back at them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Tommorow, I am going for a study session with Jean, Kelvin and Chen ge in Bugis library. I hope it will be productve. I must study as much as i can. I will be revising my geog today. Hopefully, while i am there, i can get my calculator fixed. If there are any parts that i don't understand i wll clear them tomo. I don't know why, but the exam stress still hasn't hit me yet. And hotel626 is fun... i wanna play... but only when i am in a group. Now i am gonna start studying Bye. Oh and....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;ALL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;YOUR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;EXAMS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;JY! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-8085563683829827397?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8085563683829827397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dropped-my-laptop-and-cracked-half.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/8085563683829827397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/8085563683829827397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dropped-my-laptop-and-cracked-half.html' title='I dropped my laptop and cracked half the screen :('/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-7697373534315398010</id><published>2009-05-04T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T05:27:15.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Picture</title><content type='html'>There was once a painter who painted a picture of his life. The scene was a beautiful scene and everything was wonderful The picture was fantastic, perfect. Then, things began to change in the writer's life. Once, he bacame so angry that he went and made a mark on the picture.  It was the painter's way of expressing his hatred, anger and angst. The mark changed everything.From afar, the picture still looked nice. But, when you came nearer, and you saw the picture clearly, you could see the blemish in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;Once, when somebody saw the blemished picture, the person tried to make it better and cover up the mark. The picture looked better and the mark was concealed. However, hidden under all the coats of paint, the blemish still remained. And the mark could ot be removed. The picture could never go back to the way it once used to be.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the perfect picture was not so perfect anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-7697373534315398010?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7697373534315398010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfect-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7697373534315398010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7697373534315398010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfect-picture.html' title='The Perfect Picture'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-1381147101632259513</id><published>2009-05-02T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:42:43.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am going to study, I know I will</title><content type='html'>I will study.... I have to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-1381147101632259513?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1381147101632259513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-going-to-study-i-know-i-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/1381147101632259513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/1381147101632259513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-going-to-study-i-know-i-will.html' title='I am going to study, I know I will'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-4627909081218761800</id><published>2009-05-01T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:22:56.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slackerrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am feeling very, very, very guilty right now. Yesterday, i wasted the WHOLE day. By whole day, i mean the whole day, from 8am to 9 pm, doing nothing. then, at 9 pm, i got guilty and decided to start doing my art sketchbook! So, from 9 till 2am in the morning, i did my sketchbook, and i did not even finish it! Aaaargh! Words can't describe how guilty i am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;MUST &lt;/strong&gt;study, I &lt;strong&gt;MUST&lt;/strong&gt; revise today. I &lt;strong&gt;cannot&lt;/strong&gt; be lazy. I have to do some penance for my sins. That is why, i am going to not waste time today, and not have breakfast until i finish my art sketchbook. Then, i will finish my other homwork. And will alo revise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is it. Since i need to show off my new found 'I-know-how-to-upload-photos-on-blogger' skills, i will upload a random photo. For some reason, i like this photo. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gfJHs2EDDY/Sfu8K8VoPKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_n6eEVJtYQ8/s1600-h/DSCN1730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331061480104672418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gfJHs2EDDY/Sfu8K8VoPKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_n6eEVJtYQ8/s320/DSCN1730.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&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;That is me, my sis and my cousin sister in a beach. Bye bye!&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/7710434387979353369-4627909081218761800?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4627909081218761800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/slackerrrrrr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4627909081218761800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4627909081218761800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/05/slackerrrrrr.html' title='Slackerrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_1gfJHs2EDDY/Sfu8K8VoPKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_n6eEVJtYQ8/s72-c/DSCN1730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710434387979353369.post-2008185876191832051</id><published>2009-04-30T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:19:43.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still bored</title><content type='html'>3rd post of the day!!!!!!!! Yay!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just now, just after i clicked publish post for my previous post, My mum called me and asked me to watch this scene in the serial. It was seriously very stupid. It is a Hindi serial and It is a very weepy kind, one where the main characters are always crying their eyes out. If everybody cried this much, then, there would never be a drought in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters: The kidnapper(villain), The three children(the victims), The Mother(the hero)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scene: In a temple which is located in a cave, The mother is lying on the floor unconscious and the children are praying to the idol, who has a spear in her hand. The villain is standing somewhere on a ledge in the cave, a gun in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The villain says: Pray as much as you want kids! But no one, including your mother(points to unconscious mother on the floor) or even god (points to statue) can save you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, his foot slips on the edge of the legde, and he accidently fires the gun. The bullet hits the rope with which the children are tied, and then, they are free. Then, as he continues falling, the gun is knocked out of his hand, flies all the way to the statue and knocks the spear which the idol is holding. When, he falls to the ground, the spear falls on him and kills him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! Stupid, right? I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-2008185876191832051?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2008185876191832051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-still-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2008185876191832051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2008185876191832051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-still-bored.html' title='I&apos;m still bored'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-6746961842414959595</id><published>2009-04-30T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:54:16.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agenda</title><content type='html'>The following are the things i have to do over the weekend. In order of completion. (I mean the order in which i have to complete it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These are the things due on Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Geog peer review. Lol, it is the easiest... a 2 minute job only&lt;br /&gt;2)Finish the Fine Arts Sketch book&lt;br /&gt;3)Math revision WS&lt;br /&gt;4)Class WS For Physics&lt;br /&gt;5)Pack my thermometer into my bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These are the revision stuff:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Revise Physics notes from The chapter Waves onwards&lt;br /&gt;2)Revise Bio lecture 3. I don't get a single thing about all these cycles and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;3)Revise Geog. I think i have to revise from the part on chemical weathering onwards.&lt;br /&gt;4)Revise Math: The only subject that i understand. I must finish of all the examples in the notes&lt;br /&gt;5)Revise Chemistry. All the things about the haber and contact processes and all. But there is no exam for chem so it is not so vital to revise yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These are the fun stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) I seriously need to find something worthwhile to do on the net. I was so bored that i went and created a neopets account for the heck of it. If i am even more bored... i may go and create a runescape account too. Oh, what is happening to me!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2) Go out somewhere on Sunday.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-6746961842414959595?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6746961842414959595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/agenda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6746961842414959595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6746961842414959595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/agenda.html' title='Agenda'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-8955869041076572071</id><published>2009-04-30T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T19:34:37.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Bored</title><content type='html'>Since I am bored, and i have finally found out how to upload videos, I will upload the video i was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: This video is very umm.... crappy. You will most probably not understand a single thing. You will only hear a lot of noise and see us laughing. Like I said, it is in Hindi. If you, Oh Brave adventurer, still want to take the risk, you may, i will not be responsible for anything that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleahh, Blogger is taking too long to upload the freakin video. So, i have cancelled it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now that i have cancelled uploading my first ever video, i will go make maggi and eat it(obviously)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mum is making maggi for me. So now, i will list out what i will do in the june hols.(i happen to be forgetting that the exams come first.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) Read all the books in the twilight series!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) Find something worthwhile to do as a hobby. I have realised that i have no such hobby that can effectively keep me interested when i am seriously bored. Apart from reading, of course.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) Meet up with primary school frens&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) Go for a movie my choice with whatever company i prefer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5) Class outing! Hopefully!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6) Send emails to all my relatives and keep in touch with them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7) Physics Solar Car Project&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8) Try to cut down on my Maggi Intake&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9) Go to the park more often to excercise&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10) Look through the notes i recieved in sem 1. And read my Textbook for once. And try to do some background reading for the modules i will be taking in sem 2. (I know i hope too much)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11) Go to Pulau Ubin!! No holiday is ever complete without going to Pulau Ubin!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup, that is it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-8955869041076572071?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8955869041076572071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/8955869041076572071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/8955869041076572071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-bored.html' title='I&apos;m Bored'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-4504600086125113428</id><published>2009-04-29T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:18:38.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>addictions</title><content type='html'>My addictions:&lt;br /&gt;1) Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;2) Twilight&lt;br /&gt;3) Maggi&lt;br /&gt;4) The word 'crap'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am addicted to maggi. The moment i wake up, when my mum asks me what i want for breakfast, i say maggi. when i come back from school, the first thing i want is maggi. I don't care about the fact that you have to spend around 10 minutes to cook it, but it is really too nice for me not to want to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to eat around an average of 5 packets of maggi per week. But i realised that the more maggi i eat the more unhealthy i will be, coz maggi contains a lot of MSG. (i know they sell maggi without MSG, but i don't like that one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why, I banned myself from maggi for 10 days!!! I have finally completed the 10 days of not eating maggi! I will celebrate by eating maggi for breakfast tomo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, tomo is labour day holiday! I think i must start bucking up, the exams are here. Oh, and happy B'day aisyah! You are turning 15 this year right? Only one more year till you are 16!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, today was Cross-country run day! We were supposed to run 3.5km. (Note that i said 'supposed') Well, what happened was that it rained! Yessss!!! The competitive boys and girls had just started the race when we were all told to assemble in the car park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Jun Qi were very bored, so were wasting time by just going to all random places and walking around all over the place in the rain. Lol! It was so fun!. Then, just before dismissal, we were supposed to sit together in two rows. we were playing with my squirt bottle and squirting water all over the place. Kelvin accidently made isaac wet his pants(he squirted water at an objectionable place) and Jun Qi squirted also accidently squirted a whole lot of water on me. Basically, it was a very wet day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home, and was still bored so i just searched random videos on youtube. I have realised that there is very little to do on the internet. Especially if you don't like playing computer games, don't have msn and don't have any homework to make you feel guilty. Was searching for videos on harry potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think robert pattinson looks better in harry potter than in twilight. Watching parts of the movie made me want to read the books again! Any book from the series is alright. i just want to read j.k rowling again! I know many people think that she is lame, but i don't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am going to play Wii. I am hungry, but my mum has not come home yet. will wait for her then will have lunch. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-4504600086125113428?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4504600086125113428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/addictions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4504600086125113428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4504600086125113428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/addictions.html' title='addictions'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-995085259282774216</id><published>2009-04-28T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T05:09:51.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I miss them so much?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was talking with my cousins(on the phone obviously, international call). It was nice to hear the voices of my grand mother, small mother, small father, big father, big mother, cousin brother and cousin sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, we were just talking and talking and never got bored of it. The phone line was not very clear, so we had to keep repeating whatever we were saying. Once, i said "how is life?" and they heard "you bought a new knife?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much actually, i really don't know why i am in a' i am missing you guys' mood right now? Most of the time when i have nothing else to do, i keep thinking about them. I really should get over my obsession of "i am missing them"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New developments: My cousin sis has holidays now, after the hols, she will be entering 6th grade. My cousin brother has gotten selected into the junior team for the Hyderabad regional cricket team!  Wow, great news right? So many people want to get in and very few actually do. He will be playing in the zonal games and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is it. Finally, a short post for once. Will have to urgently start on my math assignment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-995085259282774216?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/995085259282774216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-do-i-miss-them-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/995085259282774216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/995085259282774216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-do-i-miss-them-so-much.html' title='Why do I miss them so much?'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-7208274152914655462</id><published>2009-04-27T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T03:28:29.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tra La La La La La</title><content type='html'>Just came back from school. Today was geog test. Will surely fail. I know it, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see it in the horizon, I smell it in the wind, I feel it in my veins, I know i will fail.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, it rhymes. I was spending the whole time since i came home yesterday from our family outing, today in the bus, before and during assembly, throughout other lessons, during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hindi&lt;/span&gt;, during break, to study for the geog test. But alas! As fate would have had it, all that was tested, was the ones that i could not remember properly!!!!!!!!! So sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was also the Eng book review presentation for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord Of The F***s&lt;/span&gt;, (don't worry, it only stands for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flies&lt;/span&gt;.) I think ours went pretty well, we had a lot of info. Though our presentation was too long and some parts were kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;repetitive&lt;/span&gt;, i still think we did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched DID yesterday. I missed Saturday's episode &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; me and my sis were looking at the photos, remember? Anyway, it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Remo's&lt;/span&gt; turn to choreograph this week. It was quite nice. I liked the one where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jai&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sidhesh&lt;/span&gt; performed. It was funny and creative. Dancing and doing tricks with a chair. Though best performance awarded went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sunita&lt;/span&gt; and Prince, i did not really like their performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I told you I would be going on a family outing didn't I? We had a great time. It was a refreshing break from all my school, computer and everything else. We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bollywood&lt;/span&gt; Veggies, a farm. It was so beautiful and serene. After having lunch there, we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sungi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Boloh&lt;/span&gt; Wetland Reserve. We were joined by our family friends then. Everything there was just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; nice and beautiful. We even saw this gigantic Malaysian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Monitor&lt;/span&gt; Lizard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just can't get this video we took in India out of my head. It is called rescuing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Pratika&lt;/span&gt;. It is in Hindi, but i have so thoughtfully translated it for you. When i find out how to, i will post the video up here. (Go on, laugh at my computer illiteracy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Pratika&lt;/span&gt; going down a slope of a mountain, crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Pratika&lt;/span&gt;: I am now going to commit suicide.&lt;br /&gt;Me(director): Louder! Too soft, cannot hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Pratika&lt;/span&gt; (louder): I am going to commit suicide! (looks around funnily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; people are staring.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Pratika&lt;/span&gt;(screams!): Somebody help me! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; she is scared and realised she does not want to die)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Abhi&lt;/span&gt; and Me(running down the slope): No! Don't! We are there for you! Don't do this to us.&lt;br /&gt;(we save her and then double up laughing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; it is just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; funny.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i know it is lame, you don't need to tell me. But, you should just look at the video. It would help a lot if you understood &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Hindi&lt;/span&gt; and if you were there while the video was being shot. Then, you would understand what was so funny about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-7208274152914655462?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7208274152914655462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/tra-la-la-la-la-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7208274152914655462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7208274152914655462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/tra-la-la-la-la-la.html' title='Tra La La La La La'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-3990071542980457526</id><published>2009-04-25T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T18:56:55.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1.11 a.m.</title><content type='html'>nope, you saw it right.... it is 1.11 a.m. right now, well... no, it is 1.12 a.m., but that is not the point. the point is, what am i doing staying up so late on a saturday night, well no, so early on a sunday morning? the answer is, looking at pictures. yup, I have been spending the past two hours looking at pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine this scene. 11.30 p.m., i am very sleepy, yawning, just finished my bio presentation and am about to go to sleep. (sleepily and wearily gets up from her seat, slowly walks like an old ammah to her bedroom which is the adjacent room and only like 5 steps away, taking each step as though it is draining every one of her remaining energies and all the 10 timeouts that i ate and digested is being converted to kinetic energy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, my sis says, "hey, Pari! look at this picture!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly turn and run back to the study room like Ussain Bolt, see the picture, and start laughing my head off. It is one of the pictures we had taken in India and i have this really stupid facial expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, pari, the suddenly not so tired anymore girl says, " hey show me the other pictures we took in the wedding."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how both of us ended up spending 1 and a half hour looking at all the pictures we took. Just before we went to India in the dec hols, my sister got a new digital camera as her birthday gift. Since then, she was inseperable from it. Anywhere we went, she would always take it there and start clicking away. she took nearly a thousand pictures(no kidding) in India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, she took it to India(obviously), and was clicking it there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene: Me, eating food and looking very unglam.&lt;br /&gt;Then, my sis comes up all the way to my face, and takes a very unglam pic of me.(this was the first pic that we were laughing at) Anyway, when she took all those photoes, it was kind of irritating. But actually, it was a good thing. Now, we can see all those photoes we took and ...umm.. well... reminscise about the time we spent there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brace yourself for another paragraph about me missing India and me wanting to go back there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caution, read at your own risk, the autharities (me) will not take any blame for boredem.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really miss India! I want to go back there! We had so much fun there! Why are tickets to India so expensive! If they were like $2 or something, then i could go there every weekend. I think many peole find visiting relatives boring and all, but i don't. That was the main part of my India trip that made it so fun. I loved meeting all my relatives and spending time with them because, they are all funny and smart *ahem* like me! (ego-er) Especially spending time with my grandparents, cousins, uncles, aunts, and relatives very far off. All the weddings we went to, were really nice. We could gorge ourselves with all the super-tasty food over there and play like crazy with all the children over there. We could just be as stupid as possible and not care because everyone would still like us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;End of paragraph&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, continue with my life story. Then, at 1.10, my parents came home from their shopping. My parents do really late night shopping so they can miss the crowd. Today, they had gone to buy a bean bag chair for us to laze on! So at 1.30 in the morning, we began to fill up the bean bag with well..umm.. green beans. No, lah, only styrofoam beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that is it. I think i really should sleep now. Tomorrow, we are going on a family outing to as many farms and parks in Singapore we can. Will leave at about 8 and come home at around 4. Then, i will start mugging for the Geog Test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-3990071542980457526?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3990071542980457526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/111-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3990071542980457526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3990071542980457526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/111-am.html' title='1.11 a.m.'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-5805909550087643940</id><published>2009-04-24T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:10:49.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs!!!</title><content type='html'>I am listening to two new songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eversleeping - by Xandria&lt;br /&gt;White Flag - by Dido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the songs we actually use for our warm-ups in dance. I always liked the songs... but i did not know their names. Li Qing told me the titles of the songs yesterday. I searched for them on youtube and now i can listen to them. Yay!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you Li Qing!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, after SYF, i have more free time than that is good for me. I have been wasting more time than i should, knowing that now i have some free time. An example would be the fact that i have written two pointless posts in the same day, for no apparent reason. I am blogsurfing right now, AKA slacking. I have not done a single bit of my homework since Thursday. How cool is that? Oh, and i just read Danielle's blog, and i just realised that exam is in TWO WEEKS time! How much cooler is that? Don't worry Danielle, you at least realised the fact earlier than me. Hmm.... maybe i should really be studying. I will start studying when i have had my fill of slacking. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-5805909550087643940?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5805909550087643940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/songs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5805909550087643940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5805909550087643940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/songs.html' title='Songs!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-4489083744449938382</id><published>2009-04-24T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:50:45.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! Going to NParks</title><content type='html'>I am bored right now and i don't want to study, so i am going to write a post. I don't know what to post about...... Angela told me to try and make my posts shorter and more interesting.... so i will try to do so.... but i don't know what to post about! i think everything that happens in my life is interesting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Haha, i have realised that i actually lead a very happy and care-free life. I may have some small problems here and there, but compared to the problems that other people face, i think many people would love to live a life like mine..... i think i am being very vague...... maybe i should list out everything that i love about my life/ me. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I have a happy family!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love my sis, mum and dad!&lt;br /&gt;2) i have good friends and nice classmates(ahem... anybody from 202 reading this?)&lt;br /&gt;3) i have no problem with my studies&lt;br /&gt;4) i have enough food to eat everyday, enough water to drink everyday, a good shelter above my head.&lt;br /&gt;5) i am a very happy-go-lucky girl(who agrees, raise up your hand!)&lt;br /&gt;6) I have a good sense of humour(i think so...)&lt;br /&gt;7) a lot more that i am too tired too list out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i don't know why i am doing a self analysis sort of thing. Anyway, since i have started, i will continue. I am going to write two very important things that i have discovered about myself. These two things that i have discovered are very important and are the main things you should know about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am very talkative. i can talk continuously for very long without stopping and am capable of boring people with my crap.&lt;br /&gt;2) I am super-duper careless. there isn't a day when I don't trip on something, accidently knock something from somebody's hand, drop something i am holding, step on something important... etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are te two important discoveries i have made!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!! some other interesting facts about me include&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i tend to talk to myself( Angela should know this very well)&lt;br /&gt;2) i cannot write good english essays. my writing sucks. Do not ever expect me to be able to come up with a very nice piece of writing or anything. That is why, for english, most of the time i do not contribute anything. Nothing ever comes to my head. i kinda have a writer's block.&lt;br /&gt;3) my laptop battery is very low at the moment so i am going to stop writing this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-4489083744449938382?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4489083744449938382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/yay-going-to-nparks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4489083744449938382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4489083744449938382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/yay-going-to-nparks.html' title='Yay! Going to NParks'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-6070197043415001002</id><published>2009-04-24T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T05:25:12.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I lurve NUSHS Dance!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today was supposed to be the first ''normal'' CCA session. By normal i mean a non-SYF/ open house training session. I mean a normal training session where we do warm-ups, shi nei turns(i donno how o spell it), splits and all. But, it was obviously not a normal session coz, today wang lao shi do not come!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and today was celebration with food, yummm!!!!!!! so sad, Danielle made three cards, one for each of the lao shi's. we all signed on it and wrote a message. the card is soooo damn nice..... i love all the shiny stones on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the celebration!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! we had sooo much food. A lot of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CADBURRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; stuff. and lots of sweets and chips. we did not have pizza or cake today.... i think we are going to have it when all the lao shi's are there. the food was super yummy!!!!!!!!!! i really lurveeee NUSHS dance club. And everybody there. especially the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cadburry purples&lt;/span&gt;. Today the year 5's were halfway thru their warm-ups when Mr Suresh came in. He talked to us and congratulated us and all. He said that we have made a massive achievement and broken a phycological barrier and yadayadayada. Wow, listening to him made me feel all the more proud. i must agree with he actually said. I watched the Speech Day video. It was good, but i don't think we did well enough for SYF standard. But, like Mr Suresh said.... we did put in a lot of effort in the few days before SYF in order to improve soooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classmates might know that i have been singing the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CADBURRY &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;very often. You guys might be wondering why. well,,,, it is because it is the NUSHS SYFers song! We call ourselves the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cadburry Purples&lt;/span&gt;! I think the Cadburry thing started with somebody commenting that we looked like cadburry chocolates in our purple costumes and when Cookie Monster(wendie!!!) started singing the cadburry song, we just got hooked to it. It is a very nice song. Today, during the celebration, we all sang it out loud. If you go to the dance room, you can see the lyrics of the song written on the white board. So, here is the song on my blog, dedicated to all my dear &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cadburry Purples&lt;/span&gt; and to Angela who taught me the lyrics of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wouldn't it be nice if the world was CAD-BURRY!&lt;br /&gt;Travelling in a car would be a tasty treat!&lt;br /&gt;Changing gears would soon become a problem!&lt;br /&gt;CADBURRY dairy milk is just so good to eat!&lt;br /&gt;And when you reach your destination!&lt;br /&gt;You will be greeted with an exclamation!&lt;br /&gt;WOULDN'T IT BE NICE!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuppy yuppy yup yup, i love all the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cadburry purples&lt;/span&gt;. Hope we will see each other more often. I am still hoping that for the treat which they talked about...... i hope they are really going to give us something nice. I EXPECT IT, OK! Not just some normal pizza party, i want a trip to somewhere overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISYAH(the pink dancer!, childish and short and lesbie senior, vurvy-1),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL(lesbie gay partner!!!, curvy-1, the super-good splitter),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHUA(the tall, mature senior, the very nice senior),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANIELLE(the short mature senior, the very nice senior!!),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAYA(twin!! the short childish senior, cookie, wendie monster, the 'straight one'),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOANNA(the short, mature senior, the very light senior, the very nice senior!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LI QING(the super sweet and very hard working girl, i love you!!! and i love the sweets that you&lt;br /&gt;always bring too!!!!),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LU JUN(the mature scholarship senior, the one with the angel stamp),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAR(twin!! the short childish senior, cupcake, lesbie!!!!, vurvy-2), &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARI(me!! the lesbie junior!!! curvy-2, the super-talkative one, the one who sings horribly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRICIA(the tall mature senior, the only flemming senior, the within temptation fan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENDELYN(wendie!!! hyper baby!!!! the cadburry song singer!! the 'straight one', the only year 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XI Tong(the mature scholarship senior,  the one who got an award on speech day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the 13 &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cadburry purples&lt;/span&gt; for you. YAY!!!! NUSHS &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cadburry Purples&lt;/span&gt; RAWK! Oh yeah, we know we rawk! Oh and there is good news! I have made an achievement! I am improving my flexibility a lot! i can almost do a straight split with my right leg now! Yay!!! I owe this to Li Qing for motivating me! If she had not worked so hard and had made me feel guilty that i was slacking, i would not have pushed myself so hard. S now, i can finally (almost) do a split. Woots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-6070197043415001002?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6070197043415001002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-lurve-nushs-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6070197043415001002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6070197043415001002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-lurve-nushs-dance.html' title='I lurve NUSHS Dance!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-2516768099304785362</id><published>2009-04-22T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T03:28:00.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another normal day</title><content type='html'>Today was just another normal day. I will try to keep this post as short as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, just before i was about to sleep, i recieved an sms from danielle saying that Dr Hang wanted to meet the SYf-ers at 7.15 to congratulate us and announce our results to the school. This meant that I had to wake up earlier than usual, and leave earlier than usual too. Lucky that it was a wednesday and my dad was dropping me. since my sis needed to be in school early, and i needed to also, we left early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached school like freaking early, like at 7.05. if that is not early, i do not know what is. Then, saw Li Qing, waited in the concourse for a while with Andy and Aris. then, Cheryl came. At around 7.13, we went to wait outside the General Office for the other dancers. Then, Ms Dong and Dr Hang came out of the GO and Dr Hang said that he recieved a mail from the management of SYF organizers, confirming that we got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOLD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; congratulated us, said that we have proved that we may be a math and science school but are all-rounders blah blah blah. Then, he talked about a treat, a celebration for all our hardwork that we put in to get the award. At this i was like really happy! XD XD. Now when they say treat, i am expecting a trip to Malaysia or something along that line. Nothing less will be accepted, yes thank you. I am keeping my fingers crossed for something like that. Oooh, it would be so fun! When, i was in Primary School, i used to be in Indian Dance. That was one very cool experience i had. We also got a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt; award for SYF that time and we got many other Challenge trophies and etc for our dance. As a reward, they sent all 17 of us girls to Cameron Highlands on a full expense paid trip with 3 accompanying teachers. Of course i had to pay around $150 for the visa and all the other immigration related stuff. But only $150 for a whole 3-day trip to cameron highlands and a stopover at KL is a great deal!!!! That too, alone only with your friends!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i am really hoping for another trip or something like that. It would be soooooooooo much funn!!!!!!!!!! Anyway, this friday they were planning to go somewhere for a celebration party(yes, anotheer celebration. this is by ourselves, not by the school.) I think Chua had a very good idea, going to a foot spa is a great idea! let all the poor people with bruises on their legs relieve themselves! Ha ha Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, back to the story. Dr Hang said that he was going to announce the results to the school. So he told us to wait in the concourse while he announced. I saw Carly while we were waiting. It was funny waiting "backstage" well, no, "back grandstand" and listening to the assembly going as normal. Usually we would have been there amongst our classmates under the sun and all. But now we were waiting for Dr Hang to call us onto the grandstand. It was a queer feeling, like a bit of unexplained nervousness, for don't-know-what reason and a bit of pride tha we were going to stand in front of the whole school. It was like we were letting the school see our faces and let them know that we were the  people who slogged soooo hard so that we could get that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt;. Finally, i was some sort of official recognition for our efforts. I was very, very happy. So, anyway we were waiting as Dr Hang was giving the announcement. I noticed something while listening to Dr Hang's announcement. It was that Dr Hang tries to stretch his announcement, trying to put the main part, AKA the good news after a bit of suspense. he tells all the unimportant details first, then gives the main ones. It is like he is trying to build a suspense. Well, i have actually realised that it works!. We do not notice it, but we do get sorta hooked to the announcement to listen what they are  saying etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after that we went onto stage, stood in a line, put on these huge smiles, took a bow then left. In short, the experience was (in aisyah's words) just extra-ing along beside Dr Hang while he talked and then come back. Anyway, now i see that more people i meet are congratulating me. I feel very happy when people do that (ah, pride, pride!) I took my english recount test today. I feel that i actually wrote much better than usual. Though i think that i did not really address the topic. I am not writing what the topic was incase somebody who has not taken the test reads my blog. (But which sad person apart from the people i know, would want to condemn themselves to reading such a blog like mine?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was AXIS (it is supposed to be Da Vinci, but i am just too used to AXIS) We did our skit. Improvised on a few parts. I liked the last part, when i am supposed to sing out the quote in an oprah-styleand then Kelvin says "just shut up, dammit!" While coming back home, i bought Mango Madness. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Grins Guiltily*&lt;/span&gt; I know i should not be drinking it, since i still have a cold and cough, but i just can't resist the temptation. And i did not drink Mango Madness last week also!(i had SYF remember?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now is time for a confession. To tell you the truth, ever since Speech Day and SYF and my days of sickness, i just feel kind of a different person than i am usually. I just feel a bit different. I feel kindof detached from my classmates, don't really participate in their conversations and jokes. AARGHHH ! WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME!!! I am also beginning to feel very guilty for a lot of the stuff. I had passed through this phase in my last days of stay in India and am passing through this phase again. Do you ever have this feeling when at the slightest bad thing that happens to anyone else apart from you, you begin feeling guilty and begin to find your fault in it somehow? Do you ever have this point in time when you feel that you should do everything you can in order to make everyone happy? Do you increase your expectations of yourself and feel that you do not deserve all the good things in your life so you must be a better person and work harder so that you will deserve it? Well, i am passing through this phase right now. In fact, the only time i am feeling close to normal is when i m with my SYF friends! I am really missing all those tiring SYF practices! The only good thing about mine passing through this phase is that i am feeling gulty enough to finish my homework on time and try not to waste time. I guess this is evidence that i am finally snapping out of it and turning back into the norml Pari again. Coz i am certainly not studying and am wasting time writing this uber-long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really, really miss all the SYF practices and my SYF practice spammed schedule! It used to give me something to focus on, something to concentrate on, something to do! now even though i still have loads of homework projects and tests, i suddenly feel very not busy. especially with no 3 hour SYF practices thrice a week. And i am missing seeing my SYF friends like nearly everyday! now i only see them when i pass by them in school. I am remebering all the crazy time we spent together, our crazy Hi-Five! ritual, our crazy "wouldn't it be nice if the world was Cadburry/ curvy-vurvy!!", our crazy gay partners, Curvy-vurvy'ism, cookie, cupcake and cookie monster! I am really missing all those times. Some people may wonder why i am soo obsessed with this SYF and my SYF friends and practices and the dance and so on. Well, it is because, we have spent so much of our time this year, on the SYF, spent so many practice sessions together, spent so many practice sessions slogging ourselves off. Through all this, SYF has become an undispensable part of our lives and we have forged very strong bonds with each other that are even stronger than the triple bond between nitrogen atoms in diatomic molecules. (i know my chem very pro)SIGH, talking about SYF is really making me miss everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i think this post is getting really long and i should stop typing anymore. I am going to go to the playground now, after nearly half a year! whippeee! anyway, i got my Hindi exam marks today..... i got 81%, an 'A'!!!! At least i am sure of at least one subject in which i get an 'A'. Hini has no CA, exam is 100%. So that is about it. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-2516768099304785362?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2516768099304785362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-normal-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2516768099304785362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2516768099304785362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-normal-day.html' title='another normal day'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-5568166543527729710</id><published>2009-04-18T21:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:38:56.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOLD!!!!!! SYF GOLD!!!!!</title><content type='html'>YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WE GOT &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt; FOR SYF!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YEAH&lt; OH YEAH WOOHOOOOO!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHIPPEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! Feeling so hyper. We did NOT get COP for SYF. We got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I got the news yesterday, during the 10 minutes break between the hindi paper 1 and paper 2. Nothing else to do, so i was just chatting with Nar, Gaya, and Pratika, who were in the classes just next to mine. We were obviously just talking about SYF lah. Then after that, i suddenly remembered that i had to call my mum, so i went back to the class to see my phone. I saw a new message. It was from Danielle, this was what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there was some miscommunication, we got gold for syf!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this message and was like, dumbfounded. Then, i ran to the next class and then shouted to Nar and Gaya, we got GOLD!!! Lol, so drama-queen. Then, they ran towards me and i showed Nar the message. She just said "April's Fools?" Then anyway i left coz their paper 2 was about to start again. I could not believe and felt it was too good to be true. I came back home and then read the blogs of the other SYF people and IT WAS TRUE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently there was some miscommunication, because when the SYF people(i was not in school) asled Ms Dong, then she said no results, meaning that the results have not come yet. But i think the SYF people mistook it for no award or something. Hence the whole confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i am so so so so so so so so happy!!!!!!!! It was really such a big drama. But, i like the surprise. i mean, getting the news that we ot &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt; after the bad news has made the feeling even better and all of us even happier. Yay! So, i guess we have proved to everybody(including ourselves) that we can do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-5568166543527729710?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5568166543527729710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/gold-syf-gold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5568166543527729710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5568166543527729710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/gold-syf-gold.html' title='GOLD!!!!!! SYF GOLD!!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-3267844085705740555</id><published>2009-04-18T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T03:18:03.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel horrible :(</title><content type='html'>Hey! Guess what? Friday, well, i did not go to school, and I got this message from a fellow SYF-er. this is what it said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heyy, for SYF we got COP &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i saw this message and was like, no reaction at first. Just accepted it. SYF, COP, No award recieved COP, Certificate Of Participation, also known as toilet paper by your primary schoolmates. this is what you got for SYF. SO yah, basically that i just forgot about it for a whilwe and continued doing my work. Then my sister went for tution, and my dad had gone to office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my mum woke up. Then, i told her. "Hey, mum, we got COP for SYF." Then, i don't know when, but i just broke down. I was sad not because we got COP, but because, all the efforts that we had put in had gone down the drain. All the pain that we had gone through all the bruises that we got, they were all useless. We had had practice like just so often. Firstly, with the year 2 being so stressful and busy, i usually came home very late and had only a some days when i was not in school. Then, out of those few days, 3 days a week we had SYF dance practice, the kind of practice that just drains off all your energy, then you come home super exhausted with muscle pains and all that, but you still have to finish off all your school work. You have to hand in your homework, your practicals, the tons of projects, study for the quizes and tests. The remaining free time is taken by project meetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I am sure that most of the SYF-ers would have faced the same problem as me. All this effort we put in effected us academically. But, I am proud of the fact that despite having so many stuff to do and nearly turning crazy, I actually pulled through this ordeal. Having so many things to do and having so little time has actually helped me to become more effeient in doing my work and managing my time better. But, i still regret that despite us sacrificing so much of our time, sweat and efforts, we did not even get a bronze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, to tell you the truth, we were aiming for a silver. this was the school's expectation of us because our seniors got a silver last time so that was what was expected. I obviously wanted to get a gold(who doesn't?) but i knew it was not really possible because we were not all that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there is still one thing whch bothers me a lot. Because, even though i agree that we did not perform a well as the other schools, i don't think we did so badly that we deserved only COP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, i know this post is a bit crappy, but bear with it. I am not sure what to say actually. and yes i am very sad because we have worked hard for it, but have not really achieved anything.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-3267844085705740555?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3267844085705740555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-feel-horrible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3267844085705740555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3267844085705740555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-feel-horrible.html' title='I feel horrible :('/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-3077555122452457796</id><published>2009-04-17T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:49:11.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF!! Today!!!(a post i wrote but dd not bother to post)</title><content type='html'>SYF is over today! Yay! Finally some free time. Will miss all the nice SYF moments. During all the training sessions i grew really close to all my friends. So, the performance, well.... tell you the truth.... nevermind, i will just start the whole story from the beggining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*clears throat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, we were supposed to be in the dance room by 7.00 am, 15 april, wednesday. Well.. 6.30 actually. For those who live near enough, 6.30, but for those who live somewhere far far away, somewhere like tampines or something, 7.00. But anyway, since i was a very poor thing who had fever, i reached school at 7.00. Actually, I left home at 6.53(my dad dropped me so it was ok.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when we reached the dance room, we began putting on all the make-up and blah blah blah. While we were putting eye shadow, mascara etc, we could here the rest of the school singing the national anthem. Apparently, for ACE they were having level bonding session. A mass game of chop chilli chop or something. Anyways, I was putting on my contacts lenses hastily so i could claim the toilet cubicle before someone else took over my territory. It was a very epic thing. Since i was in such a hurry, I did not even wash my hands before putting them on. First, i put on my right contacts, then my left one. then i got up and began walking all around the danceroom, picking my things which were strewn all over the place. meanwhile, my eyes were constantly tearing. Then all of a sudden, i realised that i could not see clearly! My right contact lense had dropped out of my eye! Aaargh! so i began a wild goose chase to search for. it. luckily, i found it just before somebody was about to step on it. after i put on my right one, 8i realised that my left one had dropped off tooo! anyway, i found it and wore it happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were ready, we went to the concourse to run through the dance one more time. We practiced many times and were sweating ike xiao. Then when we were looking all unglam with those sweaty face, smudged make-up and all, this man comes and starts taking photoes of us. Unglam, Unglam. Worse still, that was the time when ACE got over and some of my classmates were in the concourse and actually saw me. I wonder how funny i looked. Then, we went to dry ourselves, using tissue and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the bus came and we rode till UCC. Till now, i had not felt anything. But then, suddenly, i began feeling nervous and all. i remembered all the super pro SYF performance videos we had seen of the other schools. Then, i compared it with our school's performance and i was like, oh no! Why did i think that we could get a gold. now it seemed like almost impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling worsened, when we got to the venue. For one thing, the first thing we saw was that all the other participating schools had absolutely BEAUTIFUL and stunning and striking costumes. i looked at their costumes, then looked at ours and it was like, ours was super simple costume, just a top and a bottom. Also, their make up was Gorgeous. all their hair was also tied up neatly. our make-up was minimal, and our hair was just tied up in buns. We also had the smallest team of 13 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the level of competition, i sort of lost hope of ever getting a Gold and decided that we must try our best to get a silver. Our dance should be good enough for a silver, even if our costume and etc is not good enough. Since we were the first performance of the day, we sat in the holding area, and began doing light warm-ups and stretches and touched up on our make up. then, at 9.35, some people came up to us and led us up till the stage. we waited at the sides of the stage, waiting for the judges to arrive so we could perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10, the judges arrived. So we stood and got ready while the announcer was announcing something. I was praying that everything will go on fine and no mistake will happen. So, the judges then took their seats, everything was ready and the lady backstage told us," girls, you may take your positions now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was it. we performed. At first i was not so nervous, then as i was doing my third step, then i saw one of the judges write down something. Then, i immediately got all scared wondering what she wrote. so i paid more attention to all my steps. But, i just gotmore nervous and more nervous. I stumbled in one or two parts. So, it was basically just screwed-up. I was just super disappointed in the way i danced. Because, according to me, i did not think I did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after the performance, we met wang lao shi. she said that we did quite well, the best so far but still, i am not happy with how we danced. Then, when we asked ms dong how we did, she just shrugged and said, you guys did your best that is more than enough for me. This depressed me like crazy. I was emo-ing and was saying things like oh, i screwed that part up, i screwed thhis part up. blah blah blah. (Sorry Nar, Gaya and Aisha I was really being a wet blanket at that time. Sorry for being so stupid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our performance, we went to watch the other school's performance. At this, i just got all the more depressed. They did just so darn well. They pwned us like anything. Seeing their perfrmance, i was like oh no! if this is the standad, How well will we do? I immediately lowered down my expectation to a bronze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, actually the dance was not a very well done dance. I think it was 100% not the 110% that was expected. Hopefully, we will get a bronze award.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-3077555122452457796?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3077555122452457796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/syf-todaya-post-i-wrote-but-dd-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3077555122452457796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3077555122452457796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/syf-todaya-post-i-wrote-but-dd-not.html' title='SYF!! Today!!!(a post i wrote but dd not bother to post)'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-2816909460586485131</id><published>2009-04-15T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:03:16.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the past two days</title><content type='html'>Great, this is absolutely wonderful (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sarcasm&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not blogged for the past few days, so i will blog according to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13/4/09&lt;br /&gt;On Monday I came back from the last dance practice before SYF, with zero energy and feeling like sleeping that very moment. I was complaining of head ache and lethargy and was complaining that i was too weak to do any Homework. Unfortunately, I still had the geog report to finish and had to revise for my bio quiz. Ah! Stress! Stress! So i finished my geog report at around 11.30, and then began to revise for my bio quiz. I was reading, and rereading the same notes over and over again but my mind was totally blank and not a single word got through my mind. Then, I just fell asleep until i woke up again, only long enough to i packed my bag and slept on my bed. I am a very early sleeper and cannot bear staying up late. if i sleep any later than 11.00, the next day I will be very, very blur and cannot concentrate properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14/4/09&lt;br /&gt;When, i woke up in the morning, again i had headache, and still had no energy to do anything. I obviously overslept. Thankfully, my dad agreed to drop me that day. I went to school, and was not able to concentrate on my work. I even almost fell asleep during the bio prac, and just slacked. All my group members did all the work. (Sorry, i know i was slacking.) I never dare to fall asleep during bio coz it is a very important subject. During break, i fell asleep again while my geog group members discussed about the project. I thank the person who brought that sleeping mask to school. Thanks to that i could sleep peacefully and could at least well, stay awake through the entire day. During P.E we did Sit and Reach. I got a 'B' woohoo! This is the first time i was not borderline 'C'. (there is a chance I may get gold again this year.)Anyways, I knew i was not feeling well so I left P.E early to go home. It was also SYF the next day. So, I had to conserve my energy so that i could put on a good show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home, and immediately fell asleep. When i woke up, i had a burning fever, head ache, sore throat, cough, cold, running nose. So, i went to the doctor. I was seriously worried that the doctor would not allow me to go for SYF. Anyways, the doctor gave me an MC for Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. I did not know that my condition was that bad! Anyways, he gave me non-drowsiness inducing medication so that i would not be drowsy while performing the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people would have been happy at the prospect of being able to miss school for three consecutive days. (talk about long weekends.) But, I was unhappy. This was because this is the busiest week i have ever had and missing this week would mean that i miss out on a lot of important lessons. Furthermore, i had to hand in a lot of homework. I also had to go for geog project meeting. Also, on thursday and friday, i was supposed to have my last two hindi lessons before the hindi exam. Anyways, i sheduled a makeup lesson from 1-3 on friday. this means that i can also hand in my English and my Math file, within the deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, so that is about it. I will be writing about SYF in the next post! (Is this a long post or what?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-2816909460586485131?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2816909460586485131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/past-two-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2816909460586485131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2816909460586485131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/past-two-days.html' title='the past two days'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-8124250509691096541</id><published>2009-04-12T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T01:08:09.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress! And a lousy mood</title><content type='html'>Bleahh! I am under sooooo much stress. Can't remeber ever being sooo stressed since PSLE. For one thing, ever since term 2 started, we have been bombarded by projects and etc. No, we don't have much homework. It is only the projects. Projects can be a real pain in the @$$. Especially if all of them are due in the same week, if some of them involve building terrariums, building models, doing presentations, writing a long essay. Then, after you finish all these tasks, then you realise that you still have those horrible, horrible group reports to do. Group reports are the worst part of the projects. It is the part where you have to waste precious time and energy crapping a few pages full of stuff describing your screwed-up model, tell us the material you used, the money you wasted, etc, etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, I have SYF too. SYF happens to be in the same week as when all the projects are due. With all the Dance practices and all, i am left with very little time to do anything else like homework, and revising for tests etc. But, i must not complain. Effort must be put in for dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top all these, i have a Hindi Exam on Saturday(18 April) I have absolutely no time to study. this exam will affect my CAP a lot because for hindi, exam accounts for 100% of my grade. I also have a bio and geog quiz. My worst two subjects. I always imagine that life ould be easier without these two subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, mix all of these together and you get the perfect concoction for the most stressful week of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. when i am in a better mood, and have some time, i will write a post on that Easter thing i went t0o with Angela and Kelvin. It was very nice and interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-8124250509691096541?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8124250509691096541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/stress-and-lousy-mood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/8124250509691096541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/8124250509691096541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/stress-and-lousy-mood.html' title='Stress! And a lousy mood'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-2674369264186194435</id><published>2009-04-10T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T04:56:25.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crapping as usual</title><content type='html'>Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been going around to other people's blogs and just reading them. I find reading blogs kinda interesting. It is like hearing their "inner" voice. Lol, that sounds so cheam and makes you put off blogging. But that is true, i mean it is like reading what they really feel, even though they do edit stufff while posting so that it will sound all nice and people will not be bored to death by their oh-this-is-my-long-and-boring-life-story posts. I wonder what people think when they read my blog. I wonder if they think it is a oh-this-is-my-long-and-boring-life-story kind of blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after Speech Day, i came back home and slacked, then watched Slumdog Millionaire. I loved the movie, but i fail to seee why it won an oscar, though it is much, much ,much better than an average film. I liked the child-stars better than the oldies. For a full critical report analysis of the movie including a review on why-I-love-Dev-Patel-even-though-his-ears-are-super-huge, read my sister's blog. And by the way, my dear sister, why did you change your blogskin? i preferred the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was Good Friday holiday! Had dance prac today from 9-1. We polished up all the parts that were not synchro and all that stuff. But i still have some problem with them semi-circle part. Either i am in the wrong position, or my cloth is all twisted, etc. But we are improving loads! I think those who watched the Speech Day performance will agree that though the dance is good, it is still a bit raw at some parts. we need to improve on transition between positions. But, today i was like super-sleepy and had like zero energy left. I came back home, had lunch and then fell asleep till 6.30(don't usually sleep in the afternoons), woke up to the sounds of my sister and her friend playing Wii. I don't know how long it has been since we last played on the Wii. Not since last year i guess, Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i am blogging. Should be finishing up the english book report, have to stay up tonight to finish it of. Tomo am going with Angela and Kelvin to some Easter programme at Kelvin's church. After dance pratice, will have lunch together and then will go to the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaahhhh! Very stressed, just realised how much stuff i have to do in the next week! Let me list it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Weekend:&lt;br /&gt;1) English book report. Detailed analysis of two scenes, By today night or tomo&lt;br /&gt;2) Dance practice tomo, 9-12&lt;br /&gt;3) Attend the Easter thingy, tomo&lt;br /&gt;4) Hindi Homework By Monday&lt;br /&gt;5) Geog project, have to crap 2 pages about Lot's View Reigon By This Sunday&lt;br /&gt;6) English book report, the narrative thingy, about the POV, By Friday&lt;br /&gt;7) Physics Homework By Thursday&lt;br /&gt;8) Dance prac on Monday&lt;br /&gt;9) Bio quiz on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;10) SYF, the real competition! on Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;11) Hindi mid-year Exam! Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Freak, gonna die from work and stress overload. Year 2 is seriously shit, man. Never had so many projects and quizzes, tests competoition and CCa stuff last year, The worst thing is that the seniors said that Year 2 was the slackest Year. Thanks alot, you guys made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*End Of Another Super-Long-And-Crappy Post*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-2674369264186194435?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2674369264186194435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/crapping-as-usual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2674369264186194435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2674369264186194435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/crapping-as-usual.html' title='crapping as usual'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-1716064471974854290</id><published>2009-04-09T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T04:39:07.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speech Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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Brace yourself for a very, very long post.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway, my day started of with a seriously retarded dream I had. I was staying awake the whole night, nervous about the next day’s performance, and did not sleep properly, then when I woke up, I glanced at the clock and I realized that I had overslept and was like super-duper late. Jumped out of the bed and then like ran to school in my pajamas.(Yes, I Know how crazy it is that somebody runs 8km in their pajamas.) Then, I reached like a minute before we were supposed to go on stage, and then like ran out of the curtain onto the stage. Mysteriously, I was no longer in my pajamas but in my costume. Then the dance started and halfway through, while dancing, I fell asleep coz I was so sleepy, and then when I woke up, I was in my bedroom. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was only 7.00. nothing in my dream was actually true. But, my dream felt so real, you know, sometimes when I am nervous about something big is going to happen the next day, (e.g. . &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;PSLE, performance or exam) when I sleep, I have these seriously ridiculous dreams, which feel very real. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then, I got ready to go to school, and my dad dropped me. We were supposed to reach the dance room at 8.30, because we were not sure whether there was going to be any back-up rehearsal. It turns out that there was not any. So, we were like 4 hours early. Anyway, we practiced a bit more, and tried to synchro our steps. Meanwhile, we got to see the men put up all the decorations. Especially the helium balloons! They were very beautiful. The men put up all the decorations super-fast and actually finished putting up near a hundred and fifty balloons(I think, my estimation is very bad.) in around 45 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;We were like fooling around in the dance room, doing all the stupid things, and practicing at random. Then, we went to put on our costumes. After that, Angela came! She was actually backstage, checking all the instruments for the Chinese Orchestra. She came into the dance room and just wiled away time with us. You know, she told me that the CO members left their music sheets in the hall with their instruments and in the morning, half the music sheets were gone. So sad, wonder what they did. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then, soon after, all the students assembled in the hall, and the noise level began creeping up and up as more and more people filled the hall. Along with the noise level, even my heart rate began going up. I was like feeling very nervous you know. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then, too soon for my liking, the time for us to go onstage came! Since our dance was the opening performance, we stood at the side of the stage, listening to the MC’s welcome the guest of honour, and then they began talking about our dance, telling us things about the dance that even we did not know. Stuff like that the dance was supposed to show the struggles of life, portraying perseverance, fighting spirit…blah, blah, blah. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After they stopped crapping about our dance, we ran into the stage to take our starting positions. My heart was beating even faster and I was trembling like crazy. So, at the starting part, I was like very nervous, not smiling etc. But, after a while I realized that this was just like any normal rehearsal. I was feeling very nervous for no reason. I was not really looking at the audience, so I had no reason to be scared of anything. So, I suddenly was not nervous any more and just tried to dance as well as I could. I did not majorly screw up any part, I guess. I think it went quite well. But, since I did not see the dance myself, I cannot assume anything. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the dance was over, the feeling was just indescribable. It was not a really tangible feeling. It was just sub conscious feeling. And I felt like something was bubbling out of my heart. (Yes, I know it sounds all weird.) It was every possible feeling mixed together, relief, anxiety, happiness, sadness, frustration, excitement etc, etc, etc. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then, after the last bow, we made our way offstage, and like practically ran to the dance room. Once in the dance room, we were jumping up and down and were muttering stuff like,’ It is over, It is over! Only SYF left!’ Then, Dong laoshi came into the room and we were asking her questions like,”How was the performance? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Was the lift okay?...yadayadayada.” Then, we were saying stuff like “Somebody stepped on my cloth! My cloth was stuck! I tripped on my cloth!” (oh and umm, Aisha, sorry, I think I was the one who stepped on your cloth.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After that was the usual post-performance stuff lah, taking out make-up, releasing hair from the bun, changing costume, taking out eye contacts. Haha, you know, I counted that I had put 16 hair pins in my hair! At least not as bad as Gaya who had stuck &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;27 hair pins in her hair. (Did I mention that my bun was like super huge?)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After all these stuff, we went to eat at the canteen. After that, we went to the theatratte(sp?) to watch the live feed of the performance. Only got to watch the CO and the choir performances. (I saw you on video, Angela!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then, went to buy mango madness, while all the students were released. Just stood there chatting with classmates. Then, I went to watch the exhibition. It was quite ok, lah. The, me, Angela, Kelvin and Justin went into the library for the dinner held for the award recipients. Sorry, correction, me and Kelvin sneaked into the library for the dinner held for award recipients, like Kelvin and Angela. Lol. Enjoyed the air-con and just chatted a bit more, slacking and dilly-dallying, wasting time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After that, went home, and was wondering how nice it would be if I had a Time-out to eat, then opened the freezer door, and lo and behold! There was a fresh, unopened, new packet of time-out! Lol! Wish comes true. Then, sat down at the computer and wrote this upper-duper longt post&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ta Da!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-1716064471974854290?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1716064471974854290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/speech-day_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/1716064471974854290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/1716064471974854290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/speech-day_09.html' title='Speech Day!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-4827481134055075878</id><published>2009-04-08T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T05:49:42.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speech day!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>AAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh No!, Oh Freak! Speech Day performance is like in less than 15 hours away, and furthermore, ours is like one of the first few performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my heart is like beating very fast, from now itself. Wonder how fast it will beat during the actual performance. I am also having this very funny feeling in my stomach, as though my stomach is actually a washing machine, and everything inside is actually going round and round. Oh, and my heart is like being dragged into my stomach to be digested by the evil forces that are in my stomach(when this happens, i will no longer be vegetarian, i guess).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, I donno why I am so nervous. Probably coz it is my first non-self choreographed performance in school. Bleahhh! And like my classmates also happen to be sitting near the front- left, where they will have this absolutely clear view of me. Hopefully nothing will go wrong and i will do ok. As long as i dance at least as well as i have been dancing in the rehearsal, it should be fine, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let me try to cool down a bit. Time to get ready for tommorow and get some refreshing sleep before the dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus, Focus, everything will be fine,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-4827481134055075878?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4827481134055075878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/speech-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4827481134055075878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4827481134055075878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/speech-day.html' title='Speech day!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-6833516462709655257</id><published>2009-04-07T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T05:35:48.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo, :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hmm.... for the past few days I have been emo-ing. I don't know what your definition of emo-ing is, but if means having this heavy feeling in your heart, having a constant sense of doom looming over your head, feeling it is very hard to smile, then yes, i am emo-ing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I donno why I am emo-ing. Probably coz SYF is coming nearer and I am getting more nervous by the day. Hopefully i will overcome my nervousnous by speech day. Must put up a good performnance so that the school will not put dance as a recreational CCA. All the best to everybody, ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-6833516462709655257?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6833516462709655257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/emo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6833516462709655257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6833516462709655257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/emo.html' title='Emo, :('/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-915104037602674437</id><published>2009-04-04T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T03:13:21.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Books!</title><content type='html'>Nowadays i have been reading tons of books, and have obviously been wasting loads of time. But reading books is fun! Like all you have to do is just pick up one book, use your hands to do something that is usually called flipping pages, use your eyeballs to move over the words and do something also known as seeing, let your lazy brain understand what your eyes are seeing, and that is it, you disappear into this totally new world where you are drawn into the character's lives, live through the eyes of the characters, and typically just forget everything. The only side effects are- wasting time, not being able to get out of the character's minds, excessive time spent dwelling on the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i think i will make a list of the books i read so far these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) On Beauty&lt;br /&gt;3) My sister's keeper&lt;br /&gt;4) Lord of the flies&lt;br /&gt;5) The Devil On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lammas&lt;/span&gt; Night&lt;br /&gt;6) In the cards: Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The books I am reading now&lt;br /&gt;1) The Island Of Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Moreau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) City Of bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The books i want to read&lt;br /&gt;1) New moon&lt;br /&gt;2) Eclipse&lt;br /&gt;3) Breaking Dawn&lt;br /&gt;4) Chronicles of Narnia&lt;br /&gt;5) The series of unfortunate events&lt;br /&gt;6) In the cards: Love&lt;br /&gt;7) In the cards: Fame&lt;br /&gt;8) Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The books I should be reading but am too lazy to(do you see a pattern here?):&lt;br /&gt;1) My bio textbook&lt;br /&gt;2) My physics Textbook&lt;br /&gt;3) My chemistry Textbook&lt;br /&gt;4) My Geography text book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do know that some of the books are like seriously outdated and some of the books are average preteen books, but most of the books are sensible at least. And all the books are interesting and do keep you reflecting. I really think that City of bones is interesting and i really want to finish reading it. But my family is like dead set against me reading any book. Well, i don't blame them, i mean just see how much i am distracted by books from studies, and i am always like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;inseparable&lt;/span&gt; from any book i read, like i carry it anywhere, to the dining table, to school, to practically everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Going to try and sneak the book out from where my parents hid it. Wish me all the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-915104037602674437?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/915104037602674437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/915104037602674437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/915104037602674437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/books.html' title='Books!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-3614798953603530003</id><published>2009-04-04T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T02:13:22.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing much</title><content type='html'>Ok, i came home from dance practice at 1.30 and till now(it is 5 now) i have been sitting in front of the computer, not doing a single thing, just reading other people's blogs and facebook and etc. Had vanilla ice cream (cornetto!(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sp&lt;/span&gt;?) just now. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wore my contact lenses to dance practice today. I just realised that my eyes are actually super-big. I look scary without my glasses. Especially if i stare straight at you. Muah ha ha ha. Dance practice started off a bit umm..... lag, laoshi marked our dance (yes, you can mark a dance, it is similar to marking an exam i think) and gave us 40/70. Pretty scary right? Then after that she made us all scared by telling us that our dance was to be the first SYF performance of the day. She also sorta scolded (she did not really scold us, just quietly showed her disappointment) I kind of became a bit ashamed so i tried to put in more effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we wore our costumes today, and also practiced, I think we did loads better in our costumes, though I must say that i think the costumes are a bit revealing(?). I mean it is not outrageously revealing or hardly any clothes or that sort of thing, it is just that it makes you feel kind of uncovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is it for today, nothing much to write about. Oh and i am going to watch Confessions Of A Shopaholic in West Mall later. Whipee! And I am also going to get my new glasses. I wonder how I will look in them. Hmm? Will find out soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-3614798953603530003?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3614798953603530003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/nothing-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3614798953603530003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3614798953603530003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/nothing-much.html' title='Nothing much'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-1234847639397759113</id><published>2009-04-03T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T08:09:42.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance practice and dinner</title><content type='html'>Ok, practice was tiring as usual lah.... was exhausted like crazy. today practice as not so productive though..... I don't think we did well enough. :( must put in more effort and must concentrate more. only 10 days left, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways after practice we had this post practice dinner thingy where we walked to Clementi and went to buy food there. There were eleven of us. Three of us ate Mac food while the others ordered KFC. After waiting like very, very long, we finally got three tables free. We sat according to age. year 1s and 2s together, followed by year 3s and then year 4s. Since Li Qing went to sit with with the year 4s, there was an extra empty seat at the table where Cheryl, Wendy and I sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we just talked about how Cheryl's invisible bf was sitting there and etc. then we were like talking to thin air pretending that somebody actually sat there. Lemme write the conversation here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Halo Air, i am cheryl's friend. how do you do. let me tell you that cheryl is a very nice girl. you will enjoy her presence very much. I must say your taste in girlfriends is very good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: we broke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (looking at the thin air angrily) How dare you break up with Cheryl! she is thousands times better than you! You stupid, crazy.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: he did not break up with me, i ditched him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: How dare you not be good enough for Cheryl! By the way, are you free tomo evening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: anyways, i was planning to date water. what do you think about my choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: it is a very good choice. better than some other people. (gives thin air a scathing look)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was the pointless conversation we were having thanks to the courtesy of thin air and an empty seat. the same conversation took place with CO2 and coke and me and Cheryl, with switched roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup that is about it. Next week will be very stressful. rehearsal everyday after school. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-1234847639397759113?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1234847639397759113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/dance-practice-and-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/1234847639397759113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/1234847639397759113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/dance-practice-and-dinner.html' title='Dance practice and dinner'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-3241019322107309983</id><published>2009-04-02T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:27:59.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contact Lenses!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yay!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday in the middle of the chem practical my mum sent an sms and told me that my contact lenses were ready and that we were to go to West Mall, Eyelink to collect them at 5.30. the lady was going to teach me the proper way of wearing, cleaning them etc. Since it would be a bit hard wearing them for the first time I was supposedly to take around an hour and a half to learn how to wear, clean etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I took only like 45 minutes to learn how to wear them. Haha, so pro right? The teacher said it was probably cause my eyes were big. Lol. Actually, it does not hurt or anything to wear contacts. The first time you put them on you will have a slightly uncomfortable feeling. It actually makes your eyes feel itchy. Your eyes also begin to tear. With my runny nose, i actually looked like i was really crying. Lol. It wa actually pretty wierd when i wore my contacts. Since i wear one eye before the other, it was wierd when i could see clearly through one eye and blurry through the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is it. I am just wasting my free MT period to write this. (I am bored, ok!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la. I am just missing India. Just looking through the pics i took in India with all my cousins and relatives. I wish I could meet them again. I had so much fun with them last time in India. Whether it was all those stupid and crazy but fun videos we took, the christmas party we planned together, attending all the weddings, eating pani puri (a super spicy indian dish) at any roadside shop, playing on the terrace, fooling around with the dogs, the time my dog contracted a fever, when we went to gether on picnics and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SIGH* It was just so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am missing you guys soooooo much, seriously. Abhi and Viva, come to Singapore soon! Then we can have so much fun just like we did in India (though there will be no pani puri, we can still continue beach puri! Remember Beach Puri? all those silly re-enactments of those crazy advertisments and movie scenes we did? We (me and Pratika) still have those videos. I wanna meet you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-3241019322107309983?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3241019322107309983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/contact-lenses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3241019322107309983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3241019322107309983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/contact-lenses.html' title='Contact Lenses!!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-4622093811280485588</id><published>2009-04-01T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:15:48.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacking again as usual, what is new in that?</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I am slacking again. I have been slacking for like the whole week. Well probably i have rested enough and should seriously get back to studying. Umm....you know, today some people in my school got into a fight or something, and one of them actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;threw a bag down five stories into the pond.&lt;/span&gt; I am not sure tis was exactly what happened, but something along this line occured. Sadly, I was not one of the lucky witnesses to this scene. I only witnessed the aftermath, the guy fishing out his bag and all his papers from the pond. Poor guy, i hope his GC or laptop was not in the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now i was having this 'Just-Be-As-Stupid-As-You-Can' session with my sister where you are supposed to get into this naturally stupid mode by default and laugh like crazy at every single thing, do stupid things like wearing the funniest clothes and put on stupid hairstyles and take photoes. Sessions like these just make you go into a high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i was like knocked out of my sense because i was soooo high. Then i sobered down a bit(but was still very high) when I chatted with my best primary school friend. We were talking about hindi songs, went on to april fool's day, with me mentioning i cut my hair, with her saying she wanted to meet me and then said she could meet me on hindi exam day, 18th april(aaargghhhh only 2 weeks left!) then it went on to lame jokes and then ended of with her going to wach a hindi serial and me finishing 0.000000001% of my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, so i just had dinner and am about to go to sleep. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-4622093811280485588?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4622093811280485588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/slacking-again-as-usual-what-is-new-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4622093811280485588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4622093811280485588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/slacking-again-as-usual-what-is-new-in.html' title='Slacking again as usual, what is new in that?'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-5279464658378032876</id><published>2009-04-01T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T01:00:20.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy April fool's day!</title><content type='html'>Yay! Today is April fools day! I was planning to play a trick or a prank on somebody, but sadly, i could not think of anything that was not lame. I remember last year Angela and I used to think up of pranks to play on CG. LOL! It was so funny. Some of the pranks were seriously funny. I am missing Year 1 already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Happy B'Day to Justin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have this terrarium project where we have to design our own mini ecosystem. I have no idea absolutely what to do. Just suggest some ideas as to what we can do. So, we need to add creepy-crawlies. Actually, i am not scared or i do not hate creepy crawlies, unless i am forced to touch them, like for this project, i would rather just leave them alone. but sometimes i do get freaked out. For the terrarium we also need soil so we were planning to dig up some soil from the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we armed ourselves with spoons and were about to start digging when i rememebered that i still have some extra soil at home. This was the remaining soil after we changed all the soil in the plant pots. So now, it is my job to lug that super-heavy pot of soil to school tomo. Imagine me carrying that pot of soil while walking to school, carrying it in the crowded bus, etc. Bleahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now i have to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S.I.P. &lt;/strong&gt;(Suffer In Peace)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-5279464658378032876?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5279464658378032876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-april-fools-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5279464658378032876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5279464658378032876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-april-fools-day.html' title='Happy April fool&apos;s day!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-83865118071967220</id><published>2009-03-31T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T03:42:51.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NAPFA and updates</title><content type='html'>Whippeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after dance practice, we went to west mall to get new glasses and contact lenses. My new glasses are purple, with a blue wavy line. Bad news is that my sight has increased by 100 degrees for each eye. My sight is now 625 and 675 for each of my eye. Bleahhh! And my astigmatism has increased also. It is very very very high. I also needed to ge new contact lenses. This is because for my SYF performance no glasses are allowed. I had planned to get daily disposables, but my sight was way too high for them. I had to get monthly disposable. Sooooo expensive. So, my dear classmates, dont get freaked out if you see me with no glasses(I look pretty wierd without them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, was the NAPFA 2.4km run. Just wanted to say thanks to all my classmates and the other people for encouraging me to run faster. Today I ran faster than usual and got a timing of 15.20 seconds, a 'B'. Yay! I never knew my classmates were so encouraging, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, today bio was very boring. I was on the brink of sleeping. But then, I was saved by the very interesting foolscape conversation me, Wei Shuen and Audrey were having. We just wrote whatever we wanted to say on a piece of foolscape paper and then passed it around, like a written converation. Wei Shuen was being very, very sick, that is why we were like so shocked and were unable to hide our reactions of disgust and surprise whenever we read them. So, to my classmates, i hope this explains why we were acting so wierdly in class.(people were staring at us)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-83865118071967220?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/83865118071967220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/napfa-and-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/83865118071967220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/83865118071967220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/napfa-and-updates.html' title='NAPFA and updates'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-2130702376088073829</id><published>2009-03-28T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:18:26.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bio Project Cum Family Outing</title><content type='html'>LOL! yesterday i was so caught up with the book that i forgot about the bio ecosystem project thingy outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was a Saturday, Kelvin and Angela had math Olympiad training while I had dance practice. My dance practice ended early, 12 ‘o’ clock instead of 1. So, I could go out with Kelvin and Angela to McDonalds to have lunch while killing time while waiting for 1.40 to come so we could take the train to Lakeside MRT station to wait for Andreea, Audrey would be meeting us at 3. So we ate at McDonalds, and we were talking about some very funny stuff. We even used French fries to spell out something on the tray and took a photo of it(I will NOT mention what was written. It is censored for unreliable content). After eating, we had half an hour to kill, so we went to the shopping mall. To torture Kelvin, we dragged him into ARIES, a jewelry shop. Then, we went to catch the train to Lakeside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reaching Lakeside, we blasted music from our phones while waiting for Andreea. Ironically, all three of us were wearing the bright blue orientation t-shirts. And were sitting side by side so we looked kinda like weird people. As we were walking towards the lake, we decided that Angela was our mother, Andreea, Kelvin and I were her children, and Audrey was our auntie. LOL, happy family. So for around half an hour we walked, looking for all the plants and animals and stuff like that. We also saw a monitor lizard. Cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to the children’s playground. The playground was kinda cool (no, actually it was very, very hot). There were these rope structures to climb, slides, a turning wheel, skateboarding stimulating thingy, and this rope structure which looked kind of like a trampoline. Me, Kelvin and Andreea had a race to see who could climb the rope the fastest. I obviously lost. Then all 4 of us jumped on the trampoline thingy. It was soooooo fun. After playing like for an hour, we waited for Audrey. Then we finished up the food web, took a photo, and then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a very fun day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-2130702376088073829?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2130702376088073829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/bio-project-cum-family-outing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2130702376088073829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2130702376088073829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/bio-project-cum-family-outing.html' title='The Bio Project Cum Family Outing'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-4552367632737146935</id><published>2009-03-28T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T04:14:26.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*sob sob*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;OK, now i am close to tears. wonder why? coz i came back from the excursion for the bio project and read a book. now, i completed the book and am feeling like crying coz the story is so sad. wonder what the book is? it is the book MY SISTER'S KEEPER, by Jodi Picoult. it was the book i was talking about in  my previous post. since i like the book so much, i am going to write the whole story here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;disclaimer - don't read this. it is a spoiler. read my previous post for a gist of the story. i would rather you not read this post but to read the book. so don't read this! read the book! but if you are too lazy, well then, just read this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;*clears throat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Intro: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;like i told you in my previous post, this book is about a girl called Kate, who suffers from a very aggressive form of leukemia. when her parents learn about it, they decide to genetically modify an embryo and give birth to her so that she will be perfect match as a donor for Kate. the girl who is born is called Anna. whenever Kate has a relapse, Anna donates her blood, and once she even donated her bone marrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Development:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;However, now, Anna has grown up to be 13 years old and being a teenager, she begin to doubt about her existence, whether it is for herself or for Kate. So she takes a life-changing decision. she decides to file lawsuit against her parents for medical emancipation, as now Kate's kidney has failed and they are asking her to donate a kidney. she hires an attorney, campbell and they fight the case. (as you read about the court case you are forced to think for yourself and wonder whether Anna should have rights to her own body and in the course, cause the death of a sister she loves or whether she should just let her existence revolve around that of Kate and whether or not she have her own life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Climax:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;as they fight the case, one day, when Anna is in the witness box, she breaks down and reveals the true reason she filed a lawsuit. Kate asked her to do it. Kate told Anna to kill her as she hated living between the line of life and death and just wanted it to be over. that is why, Anna files a lawsuit. She also files a lawsuit partly because of her greed. but, Anna does not hate her sister, and she is not a greedy girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;In due course of the court proceedings, Anna is granted medical emancipation from her parents so that she can decide whether she wants to be a donor. also, her power of attorney is given to campbell (her lawyer) so after signing all the papers of the contract, Anna is given a lift by campbell to go home. on the ride back home, she reveals to campbell she wants to donate her kidney after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Ending:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;unfortuntely, on the ride back home, the car Anna and Campbell are in meets with an accident. she is hospitalized. Later, the doctor says that Anna is brain dead and that there is no point in keeping her alive. Instead, they could donate her organs. Campbell, knowing that this was her last wish, agrees to it (he has the power of attorney to her medical stuff, remmber?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;So, Kate has a transplant and she makes an unexpected recovery and becomes hale and hearty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Sad isn't it,? it is even sadder if you read the book. As you read the book, you get so close and involved with the characters. that is why everything is so sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I seem and feel that i am strong on the outside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;but actually on the inside i am weak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;even though i can be weak sometimes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; most of the time i am strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;heck, i don't even know who or what i am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this a random thing that came into my mind after i read the book. hope i have left you all depressed after reading this. rememer to borrow the book, okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-4552367632737146935?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4552367632737146935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/sob-sob.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4552367632737146935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4552367632737146935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/sob-sob.html' title='*sob sob*'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-7232916455285094450</id><published>2009-03-26T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T02:19:31.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;ok fine, my dear sister, the incantation to kill people by a jet of green light is not adeva kedava, but adavra kedavra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,  guess what i did today? i came back home at 2.30, started reading the book sister's keeper(it is about this girl whose sister suffers from a very aggressive form of leukemia, and her parents create her by IVF and they modify all her genes so her bone marrow will be a perfect match. now, she is grown up, and she starts thinking about why she is here and whether her parents really love her. so, she files a lawsuit against her parents against them as they are forcing her to donate her kidney. so from here the story starts) so yeah, i started reading the book and then totally got immersed into the book. i had lunch but i could not remember that i actually had lunch and i did not even change out of my school uniform till 4.45. now tomorrow i have a geog test(this week is common test week) and i actually suck at geog. i dont understand a single part of the notes. my mind goes into a state of inactiveness during the geog lessons. so typically it is like i am learning my geog all over again. i have to memorise everything i was supposed to memorise over 3 months in 3 hours. all the best to me and bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-7232916455285094450?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7232916455285094450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7232916455285094450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7232916455285094450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/yo.html' title='yo!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-796878010801308048</id><published>2009-03-25T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T02:32:34.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OTD! help me!</title><content type='html'>You know, my favorite books are twilight and the harry potter series. J.K Rowling is an absolutely amazing writer. She writes wonderfully and she also has a super-interesting storyline. Though I used to spend hours on an end reading harry potter(I read sorcerer’s stone – &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;7 times, chamber of secrets – 9 times, prisoner of Azkaban – 5 times, goblet of fire – 13 times, order of phoenix – 10 times, half-blood prince – 11 times, the deathly hallows – 15 times) I was never obsessed with it in the way like I thought that everybody were wizards and would jump up and pull out a stick and suddenly scream *ADEVA KEDAVA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, after reading twilight(I have read it only 2 and a half times and I never read the other books in the series) I am so totally obsessed with. I have a feeling that everybody can hear whatever I am speaking in my mind, stuff like that. So whenever I am in class, I waste time thinking whether the person next/near to me can hear my mind, and then realize that I am being stupid and that if the person could really read my mind he/she would laugh at me. That proves he/she can read minds. So yeah I just waste time thinking about crap like that. So I wonder if there is any treatment to this illness which I call OTD – Obsessive Twilight Disorder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-796878010801308048?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/796878010801308048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/796878010801308048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/796878010801308048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight.html' title='OTD! help me!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-6166734734729205837</id><published>2009-03-22T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T00:28:47.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>consequences of actions</title><content type='html'>Ok... I just broke my favourite cup. It's this very cute kinda cup, it is blue, a 'toy story' cup. The thing that is most special about this cup is that it has a straw kind of thing. It is this tube which which starts at the bottom of the cup and spirals up to the top, so it is like a built in straw. You can drink your water by sucking on the straw. I bought somewhere in orchard road, 2 for $5. I regret breaking it. I really liked that cup coz it was so different from other cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how i broke the cup. i was at my study table, revising my bio and drinking from this cup at the same time. then my mum came into the room to ask me a question. i turned to answer her, accidentally knocking the cup to the floor. That's it. &lt;em&gt;BHAM! &lt;/em&gt;such a simple action and that was the end of my cup. After that i kept wishing i could go back in time and undo that simple action. I know it sounds ridiculous, but i just kept thinking that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i began to reflect on consequence's of life's simple actions(yes i know i am getting all philosophical) and was wondering. Simple stuff like these happen in our life all the time. sometimes we just never think about what we are doing and end up regretting it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the moral of the story is....umm..... i don't know........ just dont' do stupid things&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-6166734734729205837?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6166734734729205837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/consequences-of-actions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6166734734729205837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6166734734729205837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/consequences-of-actions.html' title='consequences of actions'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-3286889901705185829</id><published>2009-03-21T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T06:20:12.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF videos! they rock!</title><content type='html'>as usual i have been wasting time. i was watching SYF videos for like 1 hour or something. i think these two dance just simply rock and i hjave like no words to say. just search for them on youtube. you MUST, if i can, i will try to find a way to add them to my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) crescent girls school syf dance 2007 vitality&lt;br /&gt;this dance simply rocks! the dance is very beautifully choreographed and the dancers fulfil their steps beautifully. they are very synchro and their every move is identical. even though there are a lot of dancers on stage, it does not look messy. i seriously love the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) TJC syf 2005&lt;br /&gt;this dance is marvelous and very lively. the dancers have a very nice style of danceing. i love the way they move and do the turns, it is super graceful. the dance gets much more interesting from 1.20 onwards. their costume is also very nice. i love the song too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-3286889901705185829?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3286889901705185829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/syf-videos-they-rock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3286889901705185829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3286889901705185829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/syf-videos-they-rock.html' title='SYF videos! they rock!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-6976491594315953370</id><published>2009-03-21T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T03:33:01.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hinid</title><content type='html'>HEY! my previous post was in hindi. in direct translation it would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow! this is wonderful! i never thought that i could write in hindi on my blog!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-6976491594315953370?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6976491594315953370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/hinid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6976491594315953370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6976491594315953370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/hinid.html' title='hinid'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-7022709825014154326</id><published>2009-03-21T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T03:30:32.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hindi</title><content type='html'>अरे यह थो कमाल है! मैंने यह कभी नही सोचा था की हम ब्लॉग पर हिनिद मैं लिख सकते हैं!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-7022709825014154326?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7022709825014154326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/hindi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7022709825014154326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7022709825014154326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/hindi.html' title='hindi'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-5214306300546550263</id><published>2009-03-21T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T02:33:16.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am just writing this to waste time</title><content type='html'>ha! i have done my math corrections, almost done my physics practical and have wasted around 8 hours during which i could have done something productive like study for bio exam!!!! it is funny how i say that i will do something but i never really get around to doing it. maybe i should really start i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;takes a deep breath, braces herself to do the thing she was meant to do since she was born and then clicks PUBLISH POST&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-5214306300546550263?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5214306300546550263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-just-writing-this-to-waste-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5214306300546550263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5214306300546550263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-just-writing-this-to-waste-time.html' title='i am just writing this to waste time'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-1217433016147549877</id><published>2009-03-20T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:09:40.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaaarghhhh! I am slacking</title><content type='html'>ok, so now just to let you know, i still have not done my physics practical and my math corrections. and... i still have to revise for the common tests. being the lazy girl i am.. i will only revise for math and bio(yes i know i am already very guilty dont make me even more guilty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday after dinner, around 11.30, we went to west coast park along with family friends and my cousin. the total of 8 of us drove there, went to McDonalds, bought ice cream, and then went for a walk around there. west coast park is kinda fun. there are a lot of 'games' you can play there. like there is this thing you stand on and it goes round and round and round until you are green in the face. my sister and i tried to emotionally blackmail my dad into trying those, but he did not. then there is another thing which is like a board balanced on spring and you just juump on it, like a cross between a trampoline and a see-saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to NUS for fun, to see my uncle's university, the building where he studied. i wanna study there you know, the a*star research centre was also nearby(scholarship!!!!)  the place is kinda huge. i wonder how students can survive travelling between buildings without transport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya so that is it. came back home and slept, then ate toast with extra-extra butter. then started writing this post. now, i will finish my hoimework then revise for bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-1217433016147549877?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/1217433016147549877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/aaaarghhhh-i-am-slacking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/1217433016147549877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/1217433016147549877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/aaaarghhhh-i-am-slacking.html' title='Aaaarghhhh! I am slacking'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-7603137739230032742</id><published>2009-03-20T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T06:40:30.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ok...back again!</title><content type='html'>now dance practice is finally over for the week! am relieved, but not so happy....dance practice is fun! but, i need time to revise for tests and finish homework. yesterday for practice we had pizza! it is like dance cum party like that... first we dance until like xiao like that and then after that, we have food! on the second day we had chocolate brownie cake, then third day we had mango jelly cake and then on the last day of practice we had pizza! hahaz so nice. we had like lots of fun. there are only girls there, so it is something like girl's day out. in our dance, we have this rolling step, so many people bruise their feet and knees and shoulders and so on.... luckily i am not doing that step. ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just now we went out to look for a study table for my sis. our family friends came along. while they were there, i went to the playground with their daughter(she is 7 years old). it was fun. i was swinging after a long time. haha. i am very good at swinging. i can swing super-high, you know. this time i was eating strawberry pocky(you know, that biscuit stick with cream on it?) while swinging. thanks to auntie for remembering that i did not like chocolate pocky. ya so i was having fun! but, now iot is time to study, enough of fun already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye! all the best for your common tests (again)!&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i am listening to teardrops on my guitar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-7603137739230032742?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7603137739230032742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/okback-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7603137739230032742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7603137739230032742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/okback-again.html' title='ok...back again!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-4762873945552887809</id><published>2009-03-19T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T06:19:59.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dedication</title><content type='html'>You have always been there for me&lt;br /&gt;Good times or bad times&lt;br /&gt;Rain or shine&lt;br /&gt;I could always count on you&lt;br /&gt;To be there for me&lt;br /&gt;To divide my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Lessen my grief&lt;br /&gt;Share my happiness&lt;br /&gt;Join in my joy&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes I neglected you&lt;br /&gt;Hated you for being so different&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I never took care of you&lt;br /&gt;But, you never complained and bared with me&lt;br /&gt;You stuck with me&lt;br /&gt;Protecting me when I slept&lt;br /&gt;Went out or did anything else&lt;br /&gt;I really love you and will miss you&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that i am really proud of you&lt;br /&gt;Even though you are no longer a part of me&lt;br /&gt;You will still dwell in my heart forever&lt;br /&gt;A memory of the time we spent together&lt;br /&gt;My childhood, the transition into my teenage years&lt;br /&gt;Difficult times like during PSLE&lt;br /&gt;But you and I, together got through them all&lt;br /&gt;Will remember you forever, Pari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a dedication to my long, long hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will really really miss it,&lt;br /&gt;all the memories of me trying to tie it by myself, knotting it all up, my mum tying it up in the moring, my hair coming in the way during dance, seeing my relative's awe when they saw my super-long hair, playing with it, whacking my sis with it, washing it, leaving my hair when I went to parties, feeling special and different from everybody beacuse i had long hair and they did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*SIGH*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-4762873945552887809?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/4762873945552887809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/dedication.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4762873945552887809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/4762873945552887809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/dedication.html' title='A Dedication'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-8871881215323521371</id><published>2009-03-19T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T05:05:19.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I’ve cut my hair!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay…so now I have finally cut my hair. I guess I did not tell many people that I was going to cut my hair. I wanted it to be a surprise, see? I cannot wait to see the look on my friend’s faces when they see my short hair. Especially my prisch friends. They have been telling me to cut my hair since p5. I don’t know why I actually cut my hair. I think it was because I was kind of bored of it. And partly because of SYF, I think. *SIGH* now that I think about it, I think I will kinda miss my hair. The long, long feeling of it, the weight of it on my head, tying it every morning, all the messy, messy hair. Hmm, anyways, it is time for a new style! My classmates will get to see my short hair on Monday when school reopens for term 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best for the common tests!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-8871881215323521371?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8871881215323521371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-cut-my-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/8871881215323521371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/8871881215323521371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-cut-my-hair.html' title='I’ve cut my hair!!!!!!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-6840778156557435901</id><published>2009-03-18T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:38:44.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF!</title><content type='html'>i think my life would have been a whole lot easier if dance practice was not in the middle of the day. it is from 1-4 so it divides the day into two. that it why i cannot do much academic stuff. but, i should not complain. dance is important also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Yuo to all SYF members! Let's get that gold. The dance is coming out really nicely, we just have to be more synchro and do all the steps correctly. Less than a month is left! let us all work hard in this time okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-6840778156557435901?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6840778156557435901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/syf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6840778156557435901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6840778156557435901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/syf.html' title='SYF!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-8270054349107937245</id><published>2009-03-18T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:32:54.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To-do list</title><content type='html'>here is my to-do list for the week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) do chem assighnment by today.&lt;br /&gt;2) dance practice, the last three hours for the week&lt;br /&gt;3) continue and try to finish chem assighnment after practice&lt;br /&gt;4) try finish physics practical after clearing my doubts with Angie&lt;br /&gt;5) try not to cry because i wasted sooooo much time in the past week&lt;br /&gt;6) go for geog project tomo. am wondering if i will be back home by 6pm. then maybe can try finish remaining homework like my math assignment 3 corrections.&lt;br /&gt;7) saturday and sunday is revision time! i cannot waste any time at all. must do all the math tutorials and stuff, revise for the bio exam. must revise for chem, physics and geog. but i am kinda like hopeless for the geog so ya....i am planning to spend most of my time on bio coz it is an exam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is my super-jam-packed schedule for the week. *SIGH*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-8270054349107937245?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8270054349107937245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-do-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/8270054349107937245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/8270054349107937245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-do-list.html' title='To-do list'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-7560392289402800624</id><published>2009-03-18T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T06:34:32.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahaz... soo random</title><content type='html'>hey.. i have been listening to lovestory by taylor swift and i sooooooo love it.  I also like crush by david archuleta and memories by within temptation! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-7560392289402800624?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/7560392289402800624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/hahaz-soo-random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7560392289402800624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/7560392289402800624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/hahaz-soo-random.html' title='Hahaz... soo random'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-6202322572377772417</id><published>2009-03-18T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T04:19:36.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise party!</title><content type='html'>Ouch! My stomach hurts! I think it is because I ate much….. Ouch again. If eating a cake, fries, vegetarian big mac burger, coke, apple pie, two Cadbury chocolates, one pancake and some other snacks whose names I do not know, in a span of 30 mins is not called overeating, then I do not know what is.&lt;br /&gt;You must be wondering why I ate cake. It is because, today we were celebrating the belated birthday of lao shi!!!!!(our dance instructor). Actually, yesterday we ate a brownie cake too (it was to motivate us for the upcoming SYF). It was made by Gaya, Nar, Aisha and Natalie (the first three are dance club members, the last is a friend). It was super yummy and I had like three slices even though I don’t really like chocolate. Anyways, our lao shi told us that her birthday was on 9 march. So, we decided to plan a belated surprise birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;So, today some people went and bought a cake (it was a super yummy mango jelly on top cream cake). Our teacher gave us 30 minutes to warm up, so during these 30 mins, we were blowing the ballons and decorating the room. But, mind you, we were not totally wasting time ok…. we were like warming up while blowing balloons. It was funny. Imagine this scene. You go to this dance room where everybody is doing splits, and at the same time, they are blowing balloons. Anyways, when our teacher came in, she was like so surprised to see everything there. Ta Da! One successful surprise party!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-6202322572377772417?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/6202322572377772417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/surprise-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6202322572377772417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/6202322572377772417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/surprise-party.html' title='surprise party!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-8609067951300595086</id><published>2009-03-17T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T06:26:28.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no! SYF Blues</title><content type='html'>Ok, so now I am like seriously nervous. I mean like really, really, really nervous. I just came back from dance practice and just for the fun of it decided to search for videos on SYF 2007. BAD choice. But, I suggest you guys go look for them too. Unless you are going to take part in SYF too, I think you will really enjoy them. the dances are like super nice and all the dancers are so graceful and so synchro. Now, I am like wondering whether I can perform up to that level. I mean it will be like my first participation for any international dance in a competition. That too, it is this &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SYF&lt;/span&gt; competition. I am like really worried whether I will muddle up or even forget any of my step. Oh No!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-8609067951300595086?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/8609067951300595086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-no-syf-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/8609067951300595086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/8609067951300595086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-no-syf-blues.html' title='Oh no! SYF Blues'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-348305175755861726</id><published>2009-03-16T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:09:16.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEVER leave your wallet at home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ok, so now I am about to go for dance practice again. Ouch, my muscles still hurt from yesterday’s practice. Anyways, yesterday what happened was that I did not take my wallet. I just put my e-z link card into the phone pouch and left. So now, I had no keys, no money, and no access card(for the school back gate). It was raining like crazy so I quickly ran from the bus stop to the gate and then realized that i had no card. Sh*t.  So I was waiting in the rain like a crazy girl for somebody to open the gate. I tried to shout to the people in the school canteen to open the gate for me, but my distressed pleas of help fell to deaf ears, grrrr. Finally, some nice hostel girl came and opened the gate for me. Finally! So I ran to the dance room, shivering because my clothes were wet and was ticked off by my instructor for being late.&lt;br /&gt;Then, after practice, I went home. I knocked on the door, but nobody opened it. Then I called my mum and found out that she was at woodlands, while I was stuck outside the house, with no keys. I was like super hungry, super tired, but I had no money to buy any food, and could not get into the house. So, I stood outside the house and waited for my sister to come home. She had gone for tuition and was supposed to come home in 10 minutes time. So, I waited for my sister. Finally, she came home. However, my happiness lasted for only two seconds when she realized that even she did not bring her keys. @#$%!  Anyways, a short while later, my mum came home and both of us could finally get into the house, and no longer had to bear seeing any of our neighbors staring at us like they thought we were thieves or something .  YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-348305175755861726?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/348305175755861726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/never-leave-your-wallet-at-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/348305175755861726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/348305175755861726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/never-leave-your-wallet-at-home.html' title='NEVER leave your wallet at home'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-3944407257801074216</id><published>2009-03-16T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T04:24:47.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaaarghhhh! Stress!</title><content type='html'>I just came back from dance and I am like super-duper-duper tired. 3 hours of continuous dancing with only two 5 minute break is seriously a killer. Oh, and I am also feeling like really, really, really guilty. I have like wasted the first three days of the hols doing nothing, absolutely nothing. Now, I have suddenly realized that there are only 6 days left, 4 projects to do, hindi, chem, physics homework, and I have to revise for all my common tests. Not only that, out of these 6 remaining days, 3 days are gone for my dance practice, one day is gone for the geog project. So, in essence, I have only 2 days to complete the three remaining projects, the 2-3 pages long chemistry thingy, the physics practical and to revise for all my common tests, including one exam. Dang, now I am feeling like seriously stress and am sooooo regretting spending the first three days doing non academic stuff (like creating this blog). Shoot. But now, I cannot waste time regretting. I have to spend my time more wisely. So, now I am going to stop writing this pointless post and start doing my homework!  BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-3944407257801074216?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/3944407257801074216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/aaaarghhhh-stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3944407257801074216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/3944407257801074216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/aaaarghhhh-stress.html' title='Aaaarghhhh! Stress!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-2848773116510938677</id><published>2009-03-15T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:25:07.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cooking Disaster, another random post</title><content type='html'>So, now is time for a super - long, random post(just few minutes after my previous one), but this one is about this totally disasterous cooking disaster i had. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents had gone out somewhere and my sis was in OBM, so I was this poor, hungry girl stuck all alone at home. I was like absolutely famished so this poor, hungry girl decided to cook all by herself! First I searched the fridge and found a packet of dosa batter. For those who do not know what a dosa is, it is this Indian dish which is similar to pancake, only more crispier. You put the batter on a pan, and then after it gets cooked, turn it around and cook the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disaster #1: First I took the batter out. Since it was in a packet I had to transfer it into a box first so that I could use the ladle to transfer it to the pan. While cutting the packet, it slipped and fell *SPLAT* on to the ground and spilt all over the floor. *SIGH*I cleaned it up with a mop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disaster #2: I put the pan on the gas and lighted it. While waiting for it to heat up, I happily went to read the book lord of flies. And after 20 minutes I finally remembered the pan was on the gas and ran to the kitchen. It was freaky… the pan was smoking and smelled seriously burnt.(and it was burnt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disaster #3: When I poured the batter onto the pan, it came out like half dried cement… I forgot to thaw it and so it was like only half thawed and half liquid and like totally lumpy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disaster #4: Since it was only half thawed, I had to let it thaw for some more time. But I was impatient so I decided to add water instead. So I poured a little water. Ok……. probably not a little….. just a bit too much. I put it on the pan again but it was like too watery and was like running all over the pan. Anyway, I finally made a successful dosa. Well…. Not really successful…I mean it is supposed to be circular… but it turned out to be in some vague shape. If you threw an uncooked egg  on the floor and it broke, the shape of the spilt ‘eggie liquid’ would be something close to the shape of my dosa. And ya.. like half of the dosa was stuck to the pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disaster #5: Finally I could eat something! So I sat at the dining table and began eating. I took one bite, and almost spat it out. I forgot to add salt! It tasted something like fried paper. So, I decided to make another dosa, but this time I added some salt. But, as expected, I added too much. 3 heaped spoonfuls of salt I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was like the most salty thing I had ever eaten. It was like so totally inedible! I had to chew some two spoonfuls of sugar to get the salty taste out of my mouth. So, finally the hungry little girl learnt her lesson and bought fried rice from the hawker centre below her house and took like 45 minutes to clear up the whole mess I had made in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SIGH*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-2848773116510938677?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/2848773116510938677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/cooking-disaster-another-random-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2848773116510938677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/2848773116510938677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/cooking-disaster-another-random-post.html' title='The Cooking Disaster, another random post'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-5981817240962329490</id><published>2009-03-15T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:14:43.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Yay! So, I created a blog! Now i have no idea what to post. So, I will just post some super random stuff for the heck of it, like this post, which i dont even know why i am posting. Ta Da! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-5981817240962329490?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5981817240962329490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5981817240962329490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5981817240962329490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7710434387979353369.post-5993088603486475738</id><published>2009-03-15T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T06:44:30.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello!</title><content type='html'>hey!first post!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7710434387979353369-5993088603486475738?l=little-missmuffin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/feeds/5993088603486475738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5993088603486475738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7710434387979353369/posts/default/5993088603486475738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-missmuffin.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello.html' title='hello!'/><author><name>Panda =P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15259448997835361717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
