<?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-2287997966516479270</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:03:28.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poofiness</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-2067188980304658750</id><published>2008-11-24T02:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T02:17:31.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rolled over to http://chawanmushihead.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise I'll blog if you visit:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-2067188980304658750?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/2067188980304658750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=2067188980304658750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/2067188980304658750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/2067188980304658750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/11/rolled-over-to-httpchawanmushihead.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-6172107246482023437</id><published>2008-10-02T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:57:53.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no see. BUT HAHAHHA PROMOS ARE OVER SO THERE I HAVE THE RIGHT TO BLOG AND SAY STUPID THINGS (like this line) HAHAHAHAHHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, moment over! I decided I should pretend for ten seconds that there is no PW or Chinese that will take up what I imagined to be a beautiful break from school work. Ah well, ten seconds are up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have much to blog about:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 1: Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Even when I think about it now, I smile to myself which I can imagine really just makes me look slightly crazy. Still, I just want to thank you all the mooncakes, robots, big paper exclaiming my egg-headness and embarrassing monster pictures. I'm blessed:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, to the clique. You guys made my birthday even more special than it already was! I LOVE YOU GUYS SO SO MUCH!!! :D I was incredibly touched, and I'm not a person who tears at nothing okay!! I was really very moved and super super happy to see all your faces again:) And thanks to all the PL-Lites who wrote a note in the card for me, consolidated by dear Dayna and Clare (I sound like I'm writing to Aunt Agony). It was so good to catch up indirectly with the homies, yo. Haha alright I think you can tell I'm a little high right now, I don't make much sense. But that's how happy you guys make me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 2: Post-exam outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Xin is a menace to fishes of the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all sitting innocently eating (as always) by the fountain in Cathay, and Jie Xin had this sudden urge to throw a piece of dry ice into the water, just for fun. With a diabolical glint in her eyes, this is exactly what she did! Oh my gosh, the fishes all darted towards the bubbling thing and haha, Jie Xin's shocked face was priceless:) And Zhi Wei and Bryan somehow managed to convince Jie Xin that the floaty fish could not swim properly because the carbon dioxide affected it or something. Alright and I kind of spoilt it all by telling her that the fish was like that all along, but for awhile Jie Xin stared at the fish with a really guily look on her face. And some lady near us was giving us the evil eye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gen taught me that speaking french is a good way of clearing your throat. The way she describes the way french is spoken, I don't think they ever have phlegm-y throats. Ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shopped around PS (poor boys) for awhile, Shi Yun and I bought a pair of slippers and Gen posed some come hither looks for her lover:) She calls them her antm shots, I call them her "come to me, baby" shots:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 3: Council Steamboat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamy and very, very filling!! Table 1 was the crab table, table 2 (consisting of the more normal people) was the moutains of golden mushrooms table, and table 3 was the scream for more beef and sausages table. Oh, and also the pig intestines and liver table (Alicia la)! It was good to meet informally after promos again:) Had a pretty good time catching up with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 4: CS Outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PWNZ YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha okay so Wednesday was CS outing day with Gen, Jiex, Zhi Wei, Bryan, Samuel and Levin! Miss Soh was supposed to come, but in the end she fell sick, and Miss Zhou was completely MIA. Nevermind though, there was enough entertainment for the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing upon stepping into the dark room, I heard Gen's distinctive voice screaming and shouting like mad I tell you. And that Zhi Wei. Omg he built up some impression that I'm CS Goddess, when really I suck you can ownzzzz me anytime. I ended up shooting at Gen who was my team-mate haha!! But who knows, that may have been intentional;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we played another game with hooks and rather ugly trolls. Half the time I didn't know how I died, but okay I just like throwing hooks and trudging around. I think Gen and Samuel are fated to have a girl named Pinky. I named my character after their future daughter (which is an accompanying name to their son, Frinky, btw), and the troll turned out to wear a pink cloth thing. Maybe it's a prediction to what their child will look like, eh:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gen and I have agreed that listening to Merry Christmas, Mr Lawrence, alone in the rain can spur suicidal thoughts. It's so very much a song that pulls at your heartstrings, but it's one of my favourite piano pieces:) I used to listen to it when I felt really sad (something about being sad just makes you want to wallow even further, isn't it), or when I felt stressed. And listening to it yesterday helped me to be all nostalgic for idea for founder's day speech! Gen's addicted to it, and actually so am I:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and always make sure Jiex has a tissue paper when she eats a chocolate pretzel:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured out that from now on, I probably shouldn't be so enthusiastic in standing up. Pretty much digging my own grave, wasn't I? Haha okay, nevermind, anything to be entertainment for the day:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inline skating was pretty fun. But I've decided that Captain's Ball should firmly remain as a sport without blades:) And knee and elbow pads smell like a stale PE shirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing PW is putting me in the mood for heartache inducing songs. Time for Merry Christmas, Mr Lawrence!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-6172107246482023437?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/6172107246482023437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=6172107246482023437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/6172107246482023437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/6172107246482023437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-friends-long-time-no-see.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-384657761968288542</id><published>2008-09-15T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T23:33:41.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's ironic how what I wish to say to you appears in your own words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assumptions has cost us alot. Yet there is always more. I keep quiet only because I value peace, for I know for sure what I say will be tinted with anger and biasedness. I only want to let go, yet everytime I supress everything something else comes up once more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so many different expectations, sometimes the line between the expectations from God and expectations from others is blurred. I'm especially prone to this, I think. I'm still slowly discovering what is it that the Lord wants me to strive to be, and I find that in many situations, people demand different things, expect various things which I cannot live up to. When this happenes, I'm hard on myself, because at times I question if the Lord is telling me something. In this situation though, I have, with the help of friends and after months of worrying, realized that this is not it. It's complex, but I pray that piece by piece I'll see what the Lord is saying to me. But I now know that I cannot live up to those expectations, because they are not for me. I shall only accept that from Him who knows me best:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the mooncakes, cell:) I thank God for providing me with more than a cell group, but a family of friends I can trust. Thank you:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-384657761968288542?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/384657761968288542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=384657761968288542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/384657761968288542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/384657761968288542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-ironic-how-what-i-wish-to-say-to.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-5310528375021649974</id><published>2008-09-04T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:06:13.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday I vented my vicious thoughts onto a document, and found peace in deleting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had a whole blog post ready, but decided to put it aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be all upright and righteous, but I really can't bring myself to hurt you the way you've hurt everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shan't. I've decided I will not let any good perception of you be slandered on something so public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I know how I felt. Or rather, am feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An eye for an eye will make the world blind. I believe God doesn't want me to become bitter and hurtful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, after a seriously long hiatus from blogging, NE NE'S BAAAACKKK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha alright, I bet after this my blog will be empty for a long while again. If you're reading this, dear reader, let me tell you I'm surprised:) But ah well, today my fingers have gotten a life of their own and decided they want to type!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Teacher's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG after days of filming pai kiah stuff and feeling really airy (shan't elaborate), plus countless dance rehearsals, it's OVER! It really was a well run event by Lin Yu and Li Ming, must say I'm proud of how they led this event:D And the way practically everyone was so enthusiastic in their dancing. Made me more open about it too:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing in sparkly pink was really a whole other experience. I thought I would be really nervous but nahhh, in the end everyone's faces were shrouded in the dark. I was more shy when people saw me outside the CC, and also when I had to be really retarded while presenting prizes. Should have used my cap to cover more of my face, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to PL that same day. SOOOO good to see fellow 4A3 mates again!!!!! And I think Miss Poon was pleasantly surprised to see so many of us back. I've missed her so:( Although I must say that God has provided me with so many wonderful teachers, and this sounds like the most cliched thing in the world. Especially to say in relation to Teacher's Day. Really though, I'm very lucky to have such understanding and caring teachers. I'm blessed:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seeing the usual gang again- priceless:):):) Watched Wall-E will Carroty Joyce, that girl ah, couldn't let go of the popcorn after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching bloopers of the videos on Wei Li's blog. OMG FUNNY THINGS!! The way Ronald and Yong Pin were screaming "You shut up!" to each other just cracked me up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always want to catch Gen in her unglam moments, but I just NEVER do. Today she spasmed in accordance to Rihanna's Disturbia. I can't even explain how spasm-y she looked, but let's just say it was enough to set other people laughing too. Anyway this morning was a good start, with Gen's hyperventilating. Shi Yun played it cool (or at least cooler than Gen), and her new fringe's lookin' gooooood:) Jie Xin as usual, decided to do something rather long in the loo so she was late, and this time she didn't even talk to her butt!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit lesson, and after that I had lunch with Nessa at HK cafe. SO FULL. Anyway, headed down to library and did a bit of studying with Zhi Wei ( I'm telling you his hand never stops moving, it has a life of its own) and the now very dark Bryan. Had a good talk to Vanessa today, she helped me to link certain things up too:) We went for church choir rehearsal after that. A whole lot of jumping and arm flabbing involved. But like Nessa said, thanks God for giving us the opportunity to serve you in church. It's our first time:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when cabs flash their big green signs but zoom past you after that. And today we learnt that sometimes you get what you want when you least expect it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I AM HAPPY BECAUSE I'M SEEING HOE KOH NEO AND CHAN VERY SOON I AM A HAPPY KID HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realized I have two very extreme personalities. In council, I'm so serious, but in class I really am the most retarded person ever. Even I find it so. Hmm, must be the people around me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY STILL HAPPY:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming incoherent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-5310528375021649974?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/5310528375021649974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=5310528375021649974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/5310528375021649974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/5310528375021649974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/09/yesterday-i-vented-my-vicious-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-6433810757776947289</id><published>2008-06-18T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T00:02:34.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #efefef 8px solid; BORDER-TOP: #efefef 8px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #efefef 8px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #efefef 8px solid" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/broken-string/PBR34-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sec 4 Farewell/ PB Reunion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting, and waiting, and waiting for this day to come. Yet as it approached I found myself wishing it was further away!! Thinking about how this could be the last time we gather as a Board really stirred this mix of fear and sadness within me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, current batch, for making the day very special. Yes, it was good playing the games and not just organizing and watching after quite awhile:D That XH ah, forever plotting to pour water on me. First it was the feet-water, then the bucket of water. But muahaha, I'm quick. Christabel and I ran to the PB room on her first try, and on the second I stepped aside before I could get drenched. It was lots of fun, although no sharing session and buddy time!!! The effort of our juniors could definitely be seen though, from the games they planned, to reflection time, to good and to the decorations. Honestly, I think our juniors and very thoughtful, and they've touched our hearts many, many times:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good barbeque too:D That Sherrie Koh, everytime I turn around I see her eating. First it was the sec 2 item (sausage), then the sec 3 item (otah), then the sec 4 item (sotong). ANNDDD here's what a conversation with her is like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renee: YADDA YADDA YADDA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(waits for response)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renee: Sherrie are you listening to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sherrie stares blankly, then giggles to herself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAANNNDDDD.. when I asked her to pour satay sauce over the satay (what else, right?), she poured it into my fried rice filled spoon. Not as a joke friends, she really thought I wanted it in my spoon. Sherrie lives in another world, I think!! Haha:D But I have lots of fun and laughter with her, although she incredibly mean to, eh, "bullimic" people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing everyone was the real heart-warmer. Even though you guys still call me egghead, and I always get bullied becaused I bet you're all jealous I'm tall (muahaha!) and I'm some kind of target to dump water on (Xioa Hui you lah), I HAVE MISSED EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU TERRIBLY, SEC 4s of '07!! I love laughing with all of you, and being back together as a level really, really, really just put a biiigggg smile on my face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, EXCO!!! Don't even get me started on how I miss our talks over instant mee, haha!! There's always just this bond there, that I know I can somehow talk to you guys no matter how long we've been apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss that innocence we had in PL. Not that wide-eyed, I'm an innocent little lamb kind of innocent. More like the absense of competitiveness, and just this growing together from really, completely clueless to much wiser people:) How today we're based on how we developed together, and that's why we all have this common bond between all of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm proud to see leaders growing in the Board, not just knowing to lead but to serve too:) I'm so very proud of the PL Prefectorial Board, and being in it has brought to me most of my bittersweet memories of secondary school life. Each of us took away different things from our own journeys, but I think every single on of us has been touched, on way or another, by the whole roller coaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Prefect, there's always the danger of just carrying out our duties, thinking that perfection comes from reaching the aim of completing the task. We easily forget that success derives from passion as well, and it's hard to pinpoint exactly how to be a prefect filled with passion. Until now, we've always been saying it, but what it means to do so seems so ambiguous. I've figured out though, that the only way of getting what it means is to do everything wholeheartedly. Not loving to tell people to button up, or to pull up their socks, because that would be plainly weird. But, to carry out everything with a sense of pride in who you are, and knowing that you are learning and growing, and appreciating the opportunity to do so. And of course, working and respecting each other because where's the joy in riding a roller coaster alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seed of Fervour- our theme for PLPB'07:D It has always been what we hope to see in the prefects, and it will always be what we hope!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For where your treasure is, there you heart will be also." Luke 12:34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a verse I'll always remember:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you PL Prefects!&lt;br /&gt;What's that you say?&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you PL Prefects!&lt;br /&gt;What's that you say?&lt;br /&gt;ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON&lt;br /&gt;ONE MORE TIME&lt;br /&gt;ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON AND ON&lt;br /&gt;Yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left of left or left right?&lt;br /&gt;P-L!&lt;br /&gt;Left or left of left right?&lt;br /&gt;PREFECTS!&lt;br /&gt;Who do you wanna be a?&lt;br /&gt;PL PREFECT!&lt;br /&gt;Who do you wanna be a?&lt;br /&gt;PL PREFECT!&lt;br /&gt;How far?&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE WAY!&lt;br /&gt;HALF-WAY?&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;Any sweat?&lt;br /&gt;NO SWEAT!&lt;br /&gt;Chicken feet?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! ALL THE WAY!&lt;br /&gt;WHOO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds alot cooler when we actually do it, aahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU PLPB. You're always the best to me:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-6433810757776947289?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/6433810757776947289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=6433810757776947289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/6433810757776947289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/6433810757776947289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/06/sec-4-farewell-pb-reunion-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-6384546988872717485</id><published>2008-06-12T14:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T14:56:57.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh, finally, after practically a week, I can blog! My computer's been wrecked with viruses, but somehow I've managed to access blogger today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing's first. LTC. Even until now, one full week since the camp ended, I can't quite explain how I felt during the camp. Many a times, I couldn't distinguish if the times I was close to tears was due to emotional or physical reasons, but I think it was both. One thing's for sure though, I've learnt alot from this camp, and I'm not just saying this just because it's what I'm expected to say. I've been to many camps, but I've not taken away as much as I did during this camp. Before the camp, I wasn't sure if I was prepared for the speedily approaching handing over, and I still wasn't sure what it meant to be a councillor. But now I've got a much clearer view on that:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized how our own thoughts can be very limiting too. Like how I've always thought how I can quite reserved and how I often kept my thoughts to myself is something that is a part of me, a weakness that I wasn't sure if I could overcome. But I think through this camp, I really did try to put away that mentality, and somehow I feel like I'm regaining what I've lost rather than gaining what was never there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I've been chasing an experience I had in PLPB, and for awhile i've been missing it because Council is just entirely different. The people, the way things are carried out, and much more. Now though, I realized each is a different journey and I've learnt alot from being in the Board, and now I really want to grow from taking another entirely different journey. And I really do feel a tighter bond with the 31st. I still remember sitting in the car because I sprained my ankle ( I always do at the worst of times seriously-.-) and despite of the fact that they were the ones walking all the way and I was just there, sitting, the smiles on their faces as they walked past and the cheering just really made my day:) More than just the pumpings, jumping jacks or crunches we cleared, I think the determination and sincerity in motivating each other to hang in there proved the real strength of us as a council. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really thank God for the seniors. Really, really. Because outwardly, they were at times harsh, but you could tell that they were really there to help us grow as a 31st. Reading what Pris Khiu and Bo Xin wrote in my LTC booklets honestly kept me pushing myself, and until now when I read what they wrote I smile:) There's just this feeling that they know what I'm going through and that they're there to motivate.And those times when I spoke with some of the 30th, or when they spoke to me, their encouragement and assurances just gave me that much more strength to keep perservering. I know this sounds kind of cheesy, but really, their words kept the camp from being impersonal and super hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, I still think about LTC alot:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tiffany, I'm proud of you!! I'm seriously glad you were there, because night talks with you helped:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, LEAD!! :):):) We started off as not so close I think, but the Sentosa trip really brought us closer. Something in singing Tong Hua and Spongbob Squarepants helps build a bond, haha:) I'm really glad for them, because they're able to smile even after the lowest moments, and they make me smile too:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Alynn and I were in the same group again!! Haha, we seriously thought there was no chance that we would be in the same group, because we're PL-Lites and were in the same selection group. But it was a good surprise:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think our item was pretty good for such impromptu-ness! Especially Victor and his "Instructor Emerald" part, haha! Until now I ahm-chio when I think about it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, LTC is simply one camp none of us will ever forget, I believe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I officially hate eggs. Down with eggs, down with eggs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And until two days ago, I've never been afraid of going to the sin seh. But omg, I still remember how I could go from laughing to cringing within a few seconds. It was ticklish AND painful at the same time!! He kept kneading into the part where my ankle hurt, and kept hitting my heel really, really hard. He was really boxing it, actually. At the end of it all, he was like "bi jiao song le, dui bu dui (feels looser, right?)". Outside I was all smiles and yes, but inside I was surprised my foot had not completely flown off. And my dad wants to bring me back on Friday, nooooo!! Plus I had to drink something that until now I highly suspect was meant to be put on the bandage, because it smelt EXACTLY like my foot, and how does drinking something help your ankle??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more Hong Kong this holiday:( But my parents have taken leave this week so that we can have some family time, which I think is just as good too:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-6384546988872717485?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/6384546988872717485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=6384546988872717485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/6384546988872717485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/6384546988872717485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/06/argh-finally-after-practically-week-i.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-2982989982488769802</id><published>2008-05-28T22:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:18:04.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #efefef 8px solid; BORDER-TOP: #efefef 8px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #efefef 8px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #efefef 8px solid" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/broken-string/DSC01586-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YAY I finally have various things to blog about that make me ahm-chio whenever I think about them:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Sherrie and her continuing evil-ness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From the following extract, let us examine how Sherrie is so subtly yet truly mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before Hillsongs concert, Plaza Singapura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Renee (fat sausage with mash potatoes in hand): OMG, I'm so hungry lah I haven't had dinner yet (munch munch munch). Oh no I think I better eat more before the concert starts. I'm going to get a pretzel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joyce: Okay, okay let's go get. Sherrie do you want anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sherrie the evil: Yah, help me get XO fish (which btw was so XO-y I could smell it from miles away).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joyce: You want a pretzel too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sherrie (in an affronted tone): NO! You think I'm a pig ah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Renee gapes at Sherrie. Sherrie proceeds to realize what she has just said and laughs evilly*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay fine. I know I eat alot I'm growing fatter by the millisecond, but at least let me float happily in my delusions Sherrie Koh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Don't worry, I'm fat too" also implies the same thing okay, Sherrie. Your helpful words ah, not helpful at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Jiexin and her tendency to pick weird animals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Broadway hawker centre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gen: Okay, you walk into a forest (she was doing some test), what is the first animal you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Renee's thinking while Jiexin immediately answers...*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;JX: CAMEL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Eveyone bursts out laughing*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gen: Okay okay, you continue walking. What is the next animal you see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;JX: POLAR BEAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Turns out right, the first animal you pick reflects who you are, and better yet, the second represents your future lover. WTH JX is going to have a polar-bear-y husband HAHAHA!! Maybe one of her very COOL guys yah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to take a look at my sock-sniffing pics at Debbie's blog. That girl ah, made me sound like I was perversely taking a deep breath of my sock's scent when really my sock's miles away from my face. Haha, anyway I was just high that day after HOURS and HOURS of commendation practice, so I had no idea what I was doing man:) Trust Debbie to catch me then haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anw off to Bugis and National Library with JX for project work. We two were super distracted by shopping and especially food. Gosh never put two foodies together I'm warning you. Anyway, had a lovely time listening to her stories:) And laughing at her being so spastic, ask me for pics and I'll send 'em to you! She's forever unglam, I tell you. Even lao shi agrees she looks like she was plucked out from Home Run! And I don't know what she does in the toilet, because everytime she comes out of the cubicle it looks like she raped herself. Twice. Super dishevelled and messy every single time without fail! Hanging out with her is lots of laughs though, glad she's my PW group leader!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sis bought Mario Cart. I suck at using that driving wheel control, I can go from 1st to 12th (last) in consecutive races. But baby Mario is so cute I really wanted to see his face in the price ceromony but I missed out by one placing:( Fun though, the game. Haven't touched the Wii in ages, so I was happy to play again:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shi Yun and Gen (not my sugarbaby thank you) have gone off for China trip. I wanna go too:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-2982989982488769802?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/2982989982488769802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=2982989982488769802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/2982989982488769802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/2982989982488769802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/05/yay-i-finally-have-various-things-to.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-3932012342206304762</id><published>2008-05-25T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T00:04:17.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really stop to think. And I wonder what on earth I'm doing. I think I really like pretending things are all fine and dandy until I really start to believe it. Then when I get that occasional peek into reality, things sure are ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY emo-ness initiated by the prospect of having to redo my tutorial 7 and upcoming LTC. I'm obviously not a maths-y or camp-y person, ah well:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hillsongs on Sunday was good! I love how people could just openly declare their love for God, me included:) And I found myself meaning what I sang, and heard songs which lyrics hit me in the heart. Although when it came to the message clique and I were a kind of "huh", but everything was basically great:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS THIS JUST PMS?? Because somehow this lingering feeling just doesn't want to go away:( Argh what is this feeling anyway. I'm completely turning out to be some lamenting, depressed sounding kid I need to stop man. Someone must have fed me that emo potion of emo fringe, poems, and I don't know what secretly. Or maybe it's my "emo" fringe, as Bryan aka Bruce Lee said about my fringe. Sigh okay I shall endeavour to be more optimistic:) I'm still very fortunate, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Hong Kong holiday to come quickly. Family coupled with good food and shopping equals to a much needed break from everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can taste the wonton noodles and melt-in-your-mouth egg tarts already:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU HONG KONG FOOD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come quickly please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-3932012342206304762?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/3932012342206304762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=3932012342206304762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/3932012342206304762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/3932012342206304762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/05/sometimes-i-really-stop-to-think.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-2105846664204239821</id><published>2008-05-13T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T06:20:26.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #efefef 8px solid; BORDER-TOP: #efefef 8px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #efefef 8px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #efefef 8px solid" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/broken-string/DSC01465-1-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Up Saints&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Truest fame lies in high endeavour&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;PLAY THE GAME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;KEEP THE FLAME BURNING BRIGHTLY EVER!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the SA Ruggers really kept the spirit burning:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watched the finals at the Padang with practically the entire school on Monday. Seriously, by 3 plus, the entire school was deadly silent. I really think everyone went down to support the ruggers haha! So the match started off with the ruggers doing the hakka, which I think is SO COOL!!! I love our hakka, they really are super appropriate lines that are true to SA:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All in all, I think more than feeling disappointment in losing in the finals, Saints feel proud of the ruggers. Because watching them on the field, you can't help but admire their determination. How they push all the way, how the keep defending and tackling and grabbing on to the ball, and most of all how they do this as a team. I really admire their spirit. Watching them play has been an honour indeed:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hate spraining my ankle:( Was soooo on to play captain's ball against the 30th on Saturday, but man, I had to sprain my ankle in a very stupid way. Anyway, it's a minor sprain, think it's partly because my ankle is still rather weak from the last sprain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Emceeing Guitar Concert! Haha, I have to say, I'm thankful there were at least some patient and nice people around:D And at least I had Shelley by my side, so that we could look stupid together haha! Anyway I think I said some stupid stuff like "I like seeing the way they tune their guitars" very randomly. Oops:) I may have picked some learning points from this, but let's just say for now this one and only emceeing experience has been enough for me. Thought the guitar concert was pretty good though, definitely more entertaining than I thought it would be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For mysterious reasons people are called me CS god. I think we should really play together one day as a class! It'll be super fun, and I think people shall finally see my true colours that you can really kill me in ten seconds flat and my headshot was pure luck haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The prospect of PW is just so... makes me want to eat mangoes I tell you. Thankfully I have a pretty great PW group:) We may all be procrastinators, but at least we're funny procrastinators!! We amuse one another, and it's fun talking together:D GO TEAM MAR FAN LINCOLN GUY! We shall rule primary school kids muahhaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gen is becoming scarier and scarier everyday someone please make her go through a Silent Day! Shi Yun and Debbie had a "Silent Day" today, and whoops, Shi Yun almost survived until she told me to pass the note to Debbie accidentily five minutes to the ending. Hahahaha, bored hilarious people they are:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gossip Girl is getting more and more addictive by the episodes. AHHH I can't wait for more! Then I can talk with GG buddies Candice and Sam:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Band concert this Sunday! Can't wait to see the clique (besides Sherrie the Scary:(:(:( )!!! And I heard them playing on Saturday, and they sounded reaaally good. So many Disney songs, I predict Dionne and Amandal and going to belt them out during the concert. Okay Amandal will just attempt to haha:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These few days I've been TRYING to wake up early to do my homework, but apparently that doesn't work anymore. Darnit:( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I realized I laugh at my own jokes and everyone else just laughs at me. Darnit again:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CLASS BLOG WITH UNGLAMS SOOOOOOOON!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tag replies:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hark Hui: RANDOM LA HARK HUI HAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sam: Hey:) You have a blog! Cool:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Edna: Hahahaha I know:) Miss you Edna! If you were here perhaps Gen would kiss you instead haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nicole jr: Hello:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Su Ann: Yea I know what you mean now we have more and more hw and tests:( But we can meet up again soon like June hols!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alynn: Hello Alynn I'm super glad to have had you in my camp group too:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nessa: I miss them too:( I miss talking to you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gen: NOT a couple shot Gen you're delusional hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eve: Hello Eve (E-VEH) I'm proud to be your friend too:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nessa (whoops again): Hahahhaa it's true what you were sitting there laughing at me okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tiff: HAHAHA Gen still terrorises anyway-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-2105846664204239821?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/2105846664204239821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=2105846664204239821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/2105846664204239821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/2105846664204239821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/05/up-saints-truest-fame-lies-in-high.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-7595107158132446109</id><published>2008-04-26T23:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T15:28:00.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOOGASHAGA</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #efefef 8px solid; BORDER-TOP: #efefef 8px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #efefef 8px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #efefef 8px solid" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/broken-string/00660-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pic thanks to Shellu-mon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahaha away from the evil clutches of Gen!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hellooo people:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The long process of council selection's over!! Results are out on Tuesday. I have to say, through the whole process I've really seen the way God works in my life. And I'm glad about the way things turned out on elections, because what I prayed for came true:) More than answering well, I wanted to be genuine and from feedback, this prayer of mine was answered. So I'm really happy about that!! It was the one thing I really wanted to bring across. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Tiffany eventually sang!! :) She was pondering over whether or not to sing, but I'm proud of her because she overcame her anxieties and sang in the end. It was good that we were sitting next to each other, I think we gave each other a sense of comfort man. Sitting on stage and waiting for your turn to speak is not the easiest thing. Even when I've had experience dismissing people everyday until everyone can memorise what I said, I still felt pretty nervous. And thank goodness the chicken and the egg question could be answered as a group!! Seriously, if it was a qn demanding individual answers, I would just stone there. Hahaha, but the others had good answers, thankfully:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And thanks for all the support and feedback, I really appreciate it!!! It makes me a happy, slightly crazy girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, all in all Friday was really good day for me. Went to town with my sis after that, where we enjoyed our super sinful (not to forget expensive) Godiva dark chocolate shake. Bits of dark chocolate+rich chocolate drink= *drool*. Our family is made up of foodies I tell you, we spent lots of money on food. Shopped around for some presents after that, and I enjoyed spending some time with her. So Friday turned out to be a great day!! Although my sis scratched the car, ouch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;School's been pretty hectic these few days, with campaigning and lots and lots of homework. Seriously miss school where a day without homework actually existed!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When things get boring, build a pen tower. That's what I learnt from Gen:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AHAHAHA it was Monique and Ros' birthdays this week and YAY, you know what this means. BAKED GOODIES MUAHAHA. Super happy when it comes to people's birthdays in my class, I'm such a greedy pig I know. But chocolate, cupcakes and cookies are an irresistable combination please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sports Day on Wednesday. I have some sort of affinity with musical chairs and principals I think? Everytime the game musical chairs pops up, I always get sabo-ed. Do I have the "YAY musical chairs OMG my favourite game of all time I love playing it everyday" face??!! Okay la, this time it was because not many from Romanis was willing to play, so Candice asked and I eventually agreed. And somehow I always ended up next to the principal or vice-principal. Vanessa noticed and she was sitting there glowing and laughing at me. That pink ranger, tsk. Anyway, for an arts fac we Romanis people are pretty quiet man. Those running for house council were trying really hard to get everyone to be enthu, but that proved to be difficult:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Class outing after that!! Went to PS to have lunch, and okay either the Auntie loves me or she hates me and wants to stuff me and make me grow into a ball of lard. The noodles in my bowl were NEVER-ENDING, I tell you!! I kept eating and eating, but there was always a mountain of noodles remaining in my bowl. Amazing. Watched Forbidden City with half of the class (sad la, I thought the point of watching a movie was to watch together as a class, but oh well nvm, seemed like different people wanted to watch different things), and that show is seriously funny in an incredibly lame way. The old guy flying really just cracks us up:) Anyway, had fun with the class, and I'm glad for the outing:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just had a seriously yummy italian dinner and ahhhh, just thinking of the food is making me drool. Home-made sausages, moist risotto with tender beef, and not to forget the tiramisu (my fav:D:D:D) and chocolate larva cake. Boy, oh boy, I may be stuffed, but I'd still be willing to eat if I was still there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Once again, let me reiterate- I'm a greedy pig. Then again, we should all ENJOY FOOD, not avoid it. Because food has that special ability to brighten up your day and make you feel haaaaapppyyyyy. Or maybe that's just me:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to fall in love with you over and over again, Lord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-7595107158132446109?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/7595107158132446109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=7595107158132446109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/7595107158132446109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/7595107158132446109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/04/hahaha-away-from-evil-clutches-of-gen-d.html' title='HOOGASHAGA'/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-121586036556777029</id><published>2008-04-22T19:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:21:11.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/SA3OT6GORyI/AAAAAAAAALU/-o2J6UgMnWA/s1600-h/DSC01039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192032786836244258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/SA3OT6GORyI/AAAAAAAAALU/-o2J6UgMnWA/s320/DSC01039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192032795426178866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/SA3OUaGORzI/AAAAAAAAALc/PAeR-F5xI9A/s320/DSC01038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 17th Birthday Vanessa!! (Super late but ah well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192032812606048098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/SA3OVaGOR2I/AAAAAAAAAL0/fQQWxoNnH1g/s320/DSC00986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany- newest addition to our beloved class:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192034444693620610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/SA3P0aGOR4I/AAAAAAAAAME/pNizTijxty0/s320/DSC01069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiexin, my favourite person to take unglam pics of!! Although this is quite a glam shot of her. But as the photo says, "Don't Choke":D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192034436103686002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/SA3Pz6GOR3I/AAAAAAAAAL8/cxe5i12LFJ0/s320/DSC00903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me this is a good shot of Gen haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello hello!! I've not blogged for a super long time, I know. I'm super lazy lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, first thing on my agenda of things to blog about- Selection Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weird thing is, despite lots of "tekkaning", running about and bruises, I can honestly say the camp was a great one. I walked into camp expecting to hate it and to resent it, but I was honestly quite surprised to find that none of that existed at all. In fact, I actually think the camp was pretty great, because I think everyone really came out of it wiser and stronger in many ways, me included:D So despite the fact that my most unglam and stinky moments in SA were definitely conjured up in this camp, this is one camp I'm not rushing to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget, I realized how I've been trying to rely on my own insufficient strength when really, I should be calling out to God and relying on Him. This moment of sudden realization came during morning worship, and I'm so glad that the camp encompassed this special time. Because this forgotten point came rushing to me then, and I thought back on how I'd been trying to rely on my physical strenth alone to overcome everything. But now I know:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my group was BETA!! :D I really think we had really nice instructors who gave us a break from the strict and harsh front we experienced from all the councillors. I think something fundemental our group needed to learn was definitely communication and learning how to be a follower, because that really stunted the way our group worked together. But all in all, I think our group really did put in our best efforts, and waaa, so grateful for the guys who offered help during pumping positions!! Plus Tiffany and Alynn ended up being in the same group as me, and I seriously thank God for that. I'm not a camp-y person, so at least I had friends accompanying me:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School song, hymn and cheers are definitely embedded in me man. Especially the school hymn, it has been playing in my head non-stop for two days now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tau-huay-ed with some of the class today:D We ended up talking for a really long time, and I think today really has been GREAT. We ended early, which is SUPER SUPER RARE considering how many extra lessons we had!! All of us were seriously rejoicing. Anyway, talked about everything, from pokemon to sexual harrassment to scary people in school. Heard so many stories of sexual harrassment, which thankfully I don't think I've experienced before. Even Samuel lah, and whoa I never heard of the guy being the victim before. Who knew girls could have so much pervy-ness within them!! I think all the girls were shocked, we were shooting him with questions and all our jaws just dropped. Haha, poor fella. In conclusion, people, take taxis instead of buses and MRTs and avoid pervertic girls (like Gen!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay today I realized I'm so blessed with very, very encouraging people around me:) Reading the various things people wrote for me has really brightened up my day. I've been feeling like I've been holding back quite alot, and that how I reacted to different situations in camp could've been better. But then again, I did my best to be myself, advice from a wise someone:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Shelley was telling me I don't blog enough about her. Haha ah well okay HELLO SHELL/LOUILU-MON!! :D:D:D How's ***** today? I love annoying you with that question so very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, if any of you hear my name with Barnard, please hear me out. JULIAN BARNARD IS JIEXIN'S OKAY! She wrote down a list of guys from books she likes, and when I heard Julian Barnard I was like haha, funny, imagine Jiexin Barnard hahaha, I shall call you that!! But nooo, in the end that girl turned so many people against me and keeps pushing Barnard to me and keeping Potter all to herself. That archie-comics crazy girl ah-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm officially like everyone's boyfriend because I'm tall. Is it because SA lacks tall guys or am I just very manly or something? I really hope it's the former, because the latter isn't very flattering!! Haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stomach's growling now, shall go eat dinner!! Tomorrow's Sports Day so I'm super slack now muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hope you'll support me, Tiffany, Alynn, Alberta, Nalina and BETA in the ongoing elections!! We'd appreciate it:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-121586036556777029?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/121586036556777029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=121586036556777029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/121586036556777029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/121586036556777029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-17th-birthday-vanessa-super-late.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/SA3OT6GORyI/AAAAAAAAALU/-o2J6UgMnWA/s72-c/DSC01039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-5023206594621927190</id><published>2008-04-08T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:35:52.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hur today I officially truly felt like a junior once more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Council interview today. Have to say though, I really am grateful to God for letting things be easier than I had expected. Even though I can't say I think I presented the best of myself to the interviewers, I think God let this be a humbling process, that revealed more of me to me. Not exactly what I'll call the best experience of my life, but I got something out of it:D That I thank God for!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay seriously though, hearing everything many others have gone through makes me realize how lucky I am. Maybe it's because I dsa-ed or something, but when it was over it dawned on me that the wackiest thing I had to do was sing and cheer alone? Which came off kind of badly I think, haha, I'm just not the very extroverted kind. My brain kind of disconnected for some moments there. Felt pretty nervous throughout interview, but good that it's over! Now I can stop obsessing over what I think might happen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the rest running for SC, all the best!!! Esp Tiffany and Alynn!! I know you guys are feeling really nervous, and perhaps for good reason. But many people are supporting you guys, and so is God, for sure. You'll be in my prayers:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, my friends and CT (Miss Soh:D:D) have been really nice and supportive as well. I'm really lucky to have them all:D Can't imagine running without them backing me up. Plus Gen and Amanda followed me all the way back to school to shelter me in the rain. THANKS ALL YOU LOVELY PEOPLE:D&lt;br /&gt;Oh man super sad that the wanton noodles stall uncle is leaving!! His food's the healthiest AND it's yummy, his absense will be a great loss to the caf:( Plus he has really smooth skin and likes to share his secrets about looking young. But he's so mean, he compared himself to the toilet auntie and commented how much older she looks in comparison to him-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I'm going to fail NAPHA because of incline pull-ups!!! I can't even do 2 now? Going to start lifting my bag (because I seriously think it's heavier than weights) everyday 1000000038923579130 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway rather high the past two days. Being around Shi Yun reveals my stupid side, haha! We'll say the dumbest things together, seriously. And Candice. Whooo, I love taking unglam pics of her!! Her facial expressions simply rock. Love 'em:D And Gen ah. Whoa. Haha. Shall upload all the pics soon, when I don't feel slightly traumatized and very, very lazy:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, I think I don't really have very significant stuff to blog about, just that my mind felt very full with all that has happened, so I need to release!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Culinary club tomorrow. The president seems very, very nice! I WILL BE A GREAT CHEF. YES I CAN DO IT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case of fire though, you know the exits:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hark Hui: V for Vendetta rocks right!!!! That poem was stuck in my head for days and days and days man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany: Thanks Tiffany:D ALL THE BEST TO YOU TOO MAN. Must be thick-skinned muahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy: I MISS YOU LOTS AND LOTS TOO!! We should meet up before you move:( Ahhhh I'll miss not being a walk away from you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edna: Whoooaaa not bad eh Edna new blog whoo!! Haha we miss you tooo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-5023206594621927190?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/5023206594621927190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=5023206594621927190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/5023206594621927190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/5023206594621927190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/04/hur-today-i-officially-truly-felt-like.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-8397579165901227606</id><published>2008-03-29T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T23:37:36.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes insecurity can be so crippling, isn't it? Just when you're right on the top it can send you tumbling down. Just when you smile it can hit you and suddenly the happiness just ebbs away. How obssessibe, how paranoid one can be because of it. But sometimes it's simply inevitable. It can't be helped, despite the fact that the feeling sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just something I wanted to get off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I don't have anything in particular to blog about. Past few weeks have been pretty good, I guess? Getting to know more and more people in my class has been pretty good, although as I settle more and more with some, I feel myself distancing from others. But I have to say, I think my class pretty much rocks:D Those I've come to know are really nice people. Thank God:D And I've found fellow Archie comic lovers- Jie Xin and Samantha!! Re-discovering our secret fetishes, haha:D Games-playing during PE has been really good, classmates are really fun to play with!! I think Gen's really allergic to balls:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AC Fun-o-rama today. I guess if I was feeling more enthu-y I would've enjoyed it more? Haha. Just that today I wasn't in a "fun fair mood". But it was good seeing familiar faces once more. Although I didn't get to talk much with some, seeing them warmed my heart:) It was like being in PL without being in PL, if that makes any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of PL, went back there on Thursday (I think). It started with Amandal's phone call. Tsk, that girl ah. I was under the impression that she, Su Ann and I would be hanging out in the canteen or something but nooo, turns out Su Ann was having a TT match so she couldn't really hang out with us. But it's okay, seeing Amandal was good too:D And I finally talked to Miss Poon!!! SUPER glad to see her again. Last few times I went back to school she wasn't back from her leg injury yet. 5 metal nails and two metal plates. OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around school for a bit, and despite the fact that PL's exterior looks kind of cold and according to many, like a prison, being inside made me feel all warm and fuzzy. I feel like having a meeting in the PB Room again, or eating the recently introduced SATAY with the clique in our crowded, noisy canteen. Or maybe even going up on the podium and saying "Good Morning school, here are the announcements for today." Okay, or maybe not, haha:D Main message is: I DO miss PL, very much. Although SA has been great thus far, nothing can replicate the fondness I feel for the times spent there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, V for Vendetta is a fantastic movie!!! Go watch it online, you won't regret it one bit. Whoops I'm like promoting something illegal, aren't I. I'm becoming such a rebel:) Anyway, love V's voice. Despite the fact that he wears a mask (and not of an incredibly handsome man either) throughout the movie, you can't help but be swept off your feet. His voice is sooooooo melodious, plus he's 1.88m people!!! I've found a guy whose shoulder I can lean on, YAY:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I need to spend time reading Othello and 1984. I love Lit, but sometimes the reading without analysing can be very boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hark Hui: Haha okay see you're a super lagger, as usual:D No change la you. Haha! Anyway, I'm NOT a lian, and I miss you too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gen: Eee I'm actually risking the popularity of my blog by putting your pic on my blog okay!! Less people may come visit!! Haha, okay kidding:D Don't kiss me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce: I miss you 10 Amandal-watermelon loads!!! That's equivalent to the whole of Singapore:D Yes my ceiling is sky high but apparently my lights are not:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy: Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi:D And sorry la lazy to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany: Haha yes I did. Saw in school already la you! Not much difference though:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edna: Whooaaaa you have a blog? So secretive eh, haha:D I don't have a gmail account, just my hotmail account!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dionne: Tsk have you forgotten so fast already. Someone thinks you're very sweet what:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eve: Haha it's Vanessa's true self really. She's slowly opening up to be the cheeky, flirty person she really is (yeah right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience: Okay, I'll relink:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-8397579165901227606?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/8397579165901227606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=8397579165901227606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/8397579165901227606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/8397579165901227606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/03/sometimes-insecurity-can-be-so.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-5601911249688947408</id><published>2008-03-14T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T12:18:22.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have come to a great conclusion that if you are more than or 172cm tall, you should not play Wii tennis so actively and enthusiastically. This is because eventually, you will hit your hanging light and watch with a hanging jaw as it swings and sparks fly and the wire catches fire and breaks, making scary "zzz, zzz" sounds until your fast-thinking maid turns off the light, leaving you stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tall, beware!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've finally got my hair done. Parents have been bugging me to rebond my hair ( :( ) and it took like 5 hrs to get it done. Sorry Mandy for making you wait so long:( You've been unusually nice and patient waiting for me. Haha okay kidding:D Anyway, cut my fringe as well and okay, I want to hide myself from the world forever. Vanessa and XH were telling me it's okay and it looks nice but nooo, that evil Sherrie just had to laugh at me and call me a lian. OMG, worst thing to call me ever please. So from now on I shall glue my fringe to the side of my head forever! And I hate having super straight hair, seriously. It feels so... straight-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with 6/8 of the Exco yesterday. Lizzie had class sleepover, and Serena had a red eye, so both didn't come. And I was looking forward to returning her lick from facebook with a bite. Ah well. Thought I was late at first, but despite being half an hour late, CERTAIN peope were even later *cough**Sherrie**cough*. At 5.30 I called her and she was like, "Oh, I'm still at home hahaha." Vanessa and XH just laughed, typical Sherrie Koh:D Anyway, had dinner at Swenson's, then we headed down to Vivo. Original plan was to go to the Singapore River and dump Christabel there, but oh well, wet weather and general sian-ness put a halt on that plan. Lucky Christabel:D Walked around, ate more and became blinded by Vanessa's old school camera which has the MOST subtle flash ever! We were super not blinded, super. Haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lots of fun meeting up with them again:D I'm telling you these people spend half their lives learning stupid games, like Johny woosh and Fuzzywuzzy etc., esp XH! And okay I was the dumb one who knew nothing and lagged excessively. Mean people just laughed at my inability to catch on!! But it was lots of fun:D Felt like the part of a meeting where we got off track and spouted rubbish:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the most suan-y person is no longer Amandal. It's Sherrie Koh Louie. That girl. I can't even bring myself to say how she has traumatized me so! I shall go find out who J****e is and send him love letters from you. *Insert evil laughter/Sherrie's evil face" I shall show you flashes of Sherrie's true colours next time. Photo uploader's not working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday homework sucks. It's such a party pooper:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-5601911249688947408?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/5601911249688947408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=5601911249688947408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/5601911249688947408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/5601911249688947408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-have-come-to-great-conclusion-that-if.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-4838116475839233829</id><published>2008-03-12T10:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T10:48:51.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9c9TYnHT1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/WyQrslhhLAU/s1600-h/class+outing.sleepover08+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176673699918991186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9c9TYnHT1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/WyQrslhhLAU/s320/class+outing.sleepover08+151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 08A02:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9c9UInHT2I/AAAAAAAAAK0/nKHeBv4IhRA/s1600-h/class+outing.sleepover08+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176673712803893090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9c9UInHT2I/AAAAAAAAAK0/nKHeBv4IhRA/s320/class+outing.sleepover08+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm happy Phyllis is the victim and no longer me YAY:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9c9UYnHT3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/TCNK3IUIEBA/s1600-h/rens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176673717098860402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9c9UYnHT3I/AAAAAAAAAK8/TCNK3IUIEBA/s320/rens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Am Cio (?)" money man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9c9UonHT4I/AAAAAAAAALE/dFrwoOG8_9g/s1600-h/lame+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176673721393827714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9c9UonHT4I/AAAAAAAAALE/dFrwoOG8_9g/s320/lame%2B2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha Dionne wrong parting-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9c9VInHT5I/AAAAAAAAALM/mNijsJA_9gs/s1600-h/lame+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176673729983762322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9c9VInHT5I/AAAAAAAAALM/mNijsJA_9gs/s320/lame%2B3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dionne's hand makes this picture seem almost like some horror movie. Like someone wants to grab Amandal's head and rip it off muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay people this is the rubbish I get into when I hang out with Dionne and Mandy haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, met up with A02 on Monday at Vivo, then Sentosa. It was good meeting up with everyone, because despite the fact that some of us are in the same school now, we don't get the chance to chat very much. So seeing everyone just warmed my heart again:) And I didn't realize I missed Edna and Atiqah so much until I saw them again. Aww man, school's not the same without them:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, night before was sleepover. Haha okay Shi Yun is incredibly easy to amuse. Give her a camera, say something stupid, and she'll roll on the floor laughing!! She, Edna and Atiqah stayed over at my place. Played Guitar Hero and haha, they all think I'm some pro because I can play Medium (Hard sucks, seriously), but whoops it's because they all just started playing! Compared to my sisters I play like crap haha. Played wii tennis as well, and Edna and I make an unbeatable team man. Too bad Shi Yun never let us be:( But playing with them was hilarious fun. Then we watched the Incredibles, I love Edna Mode:D Reminds me of Sec 2 and Miss Wong!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Amandal at Borders yesterday. Omg when I first saw her she practically screamed "Hello! You look okay what!!". I'm telling you everyone's eyes just flitted towards the two of us. The way she shouted it, it was like as though I'm supposed to be dressed in a potato sack or something la. Haha:D Turns out she was listening to music, that's why. Therefore from this moment onwards before I let Amandal say anything in a quiet place I shall tug at any wires near her ears, just to be safe:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherrie came after awhile too. Poor girl had her bag stolen the previous day, and Amandal just had to be suan-y that day. Because she happened to have just gotten a shiny new handphone and had just fixed her ipod, so that somehow gave her a liscence to rub it all over Sherrie's face. Tsk, Mandy, tsk. Inviting more and more anons to your blog eh *wink*. Anyway, hope they find the thief soon, that conniving idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a warning to all who speak without thinking. You could end up suffering a grave consequence. For example, if you tell Amandal she looks like a Korean, this is what will happen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She will rant on and on about how she's about to throw away her "bohemian" wardrobe and change her look to Korean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. She will just act tourist about it and ask for directions even though we know where the place is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. She will say something like "Moshimoshi, amadihansado" and pretend it Korean when nooo, it sounds like a mix of Jap and Hindu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay Mandy this is for Sherrie. See if you continue being mean to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, with Amandal and a camera, there will definitely be crazy pictures. Had tons of fun taking the most stupid pictures with Dionne and Amandal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dionne is SOOOOOOOOO SWEET:D (Haha Dionne's favourite line)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are just an excuse to shoot us with endless homework I tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-4838116475839233829?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/4838116475839233829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=4838116475839233829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/4838116475839233829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/4838116475839233829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/03/08a02-im-happy-phyllis-is-victim-and-no.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9c9TYnHT1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/WyQrslhhLAU/s72-c/class+outing.sleepover08+151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-1186844328321776829</id><published>2008-03-08T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T22:48:07.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9Kg8onHTyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/YuiDmfFLDWE/s1600-h/P4150113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175375885356191522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9Kg8onHTyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/YuiDmfFLDWE/s320/P4150113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; L-O-V-E I love you and you love me (so Hi-5 muahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9Kg84nHTzI/AAAAAAAAAKc/fCbl6yGeFeY/s1600-h/P4150059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175375889651158834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9Kg84nHTzI/AAAAAAAAAKc/fCbl6yGeFeY/s320/P4150059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday JOYYYCEEEE:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9Kg9onHT0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/YILRDzHkdpA/s1600-h/IMGP1793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175375902536060738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9Kg9onHT0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/YILRDzHkdpA/s320/IMGP1793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 08A04:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amandal nags for me to blog. Haha!! So I shall blog about her first:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAA she's been giving all of us a heart attack the past few days I tell you. Should NEVER have told her she looked Korean with her curled hair, and I should NEVER have lent her my sister's RJC uniform. Oh man, can't believe I was so, so naiive!! Haha. End results=lots of ego+ultimate embarrassment. Haha, but okay, it's lots of fun hanging out with her:D Met with Su Ann and her the other day at Secret Recipe and she was spouting rubbish "RJ cheers". OMG, Su Ann and I also jumped off I tell you!! Then Su Ann had to leave of TT competition, so Mandy and I bought our watery (on Amandal's request) watermelon bubble tea (which super tastes like candy floss) and I bought my SA pullover. YAY:D I love pullovers:D Then we rotted at Borders for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Joyce's birthday the other day as well. This is rather late, but hope you had a Happy happy happy happy birthday Joyce:D I miss your carrot-ness so very much. We must bag bump soon, lit partner in crime! I shall never forgot you gave me a numb knee haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Fish and Co. made her stand on the chair and wear a clown hat!! Haha:D Super funny for us, yet extremely embarrassing for her. Then they made her blow the candle from the chair, and since Joyce is so tall, it's practically impossible!! And okay mean us just laughed madly to ourselves:D But it felt so good to be back together as a clique again:D:D:D I miss them so, so, so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of birthdays, my class celebrated Si Yun and Amalina's birthday too:D YUMMY CHOCOLATE CUPCAKES AND CAKE!! OMG my class has rocking good bakers!! I shall make everyday my birthday so that I can eat their goodies every single day:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, something has been bugging me like mad. Came across a verse saying that the mouth says blessings, but the heart curses. And I don't want to be that person anymore. I've kept alot of what I've felt about you for a long time now, and it's because I take you as a friend that I've kept my cool. I've tried advising you, and I've tried to be supportive. But I can't do that anymore, because you don't seem to take any of us as your friends. We all want to be here for you, but I don't think you even remember us, do you? You've really hurt all of us. I really can't believe I had to hear this from another person, and that word was first told to someone who you've known for what, a few weeks? How you treated others is also seriously disturbing, you're not the friend I know and like. I've tried my best, but I'm not going to hide what I feel anymore. I want to be able to bless you with my mouth and with my heart, simply because I care. We all do. But you're honestly making it harder and harder for us to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry all readers have to read this. It's just something I had to get off my chest. Anger has just been piling and piling and I need to express how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, going to watch a DVD with my sis now. NEW TV=LOTS OF HAPPINESS:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slow ride (dum dum dum), take it easy (dum dum dum)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-1186844328321776829?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/1186844328321776829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=1186844328321776829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/1186844328321776829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/1186844328321776829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/03/l-o-v-e-i-love-you-and-you-love-me-so.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R9Kg8onHTyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/YuiDmfFLDWE/s72-c/P4150113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-4070918590641419970</id><published>2008-03-01T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T23:25:17.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172787738188799154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R8lvCpE9XLI/AAAAAAAAAKE/glyPk7iyOdM/s200/DSC00721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172787746778733762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R8lvDJE9XMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/kd3sGJlf0DA/s200/DSC00722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R8lvCZE9XKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/AcWKazzMPXM/s1600-h/DSC00720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172787733893831842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R8lvCZE9XKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/AcWKazzMPXM/s200/DSC00720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The reign of Vanessa and her long-looking legs thanks to my wonderful yet horrible 2 meg phone camera:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, Vanessa says those are the only pics I can post of her-.- Haha:D Because she looks sexy!!! HAHA:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 27th marks Prefects' Installation. I have to say, going back was a full on attack by nostalgia. Seeing the prefects do their walk in made my heart beat faster, and made me beam ever so widely. I was reminded of just last year, when we walked in to Who Am I (LOVE that song so so much). I remember my thoughts then, how supported I felt with my Exco by my side and our level cheering us on, how all that stress of preperation melted away, along with thoughts of when to usher who. All I thought then and there was how I was going to remember that moment always, and I still do today. Cheesy line, but it REALLY feels like it was just yesterday:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm proud of PB, esp for my buddies and ZiQi!! Could sense the nervousness in everyone la, which is natural. Reminded me of last year's again:D I think overall, Installation was really a job well done and I felt blessed to just be back in a crowded PL hall again, watching the Prefects:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Vanessa, Lizzie and Serena (aka Prefects' Advisor:D) after that. MISSED TALKING TO THE TEAM SO MUCH LAH. Had a great time talking about everything under the sun!! Everything just made me realized how lucky all 8 of us are for God to have connected us together as one team, and there's this bond that I know will always be there:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS THEM:( And I miss 08A02 sooo much too!!! Although I am very thankful for A04, I've met really genuinely nice people, and I look forward to getting to know more:D But there's this feeling of disconnectedness as well, shan't go into details though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la all this talk of missing everyone just makes me some emo freak I shall stop:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had cell again today, and Vanessa shared about David. Really felt that what she shared today was very apt, and also thought provoking:D Made me think alot la. Haha:D Although there is one thing that Shu Yan said to us that really stuck to me, and gave me a flick on my ear to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I want to be like salt, or sand? Do I want to dissolve into the culture, or do I want to be insoluble and stand firm in who I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. This really started me thinking about how I've been behaving in school and all, and I realized I am starting to lose myself in the midst of everything, and I haven't even realized it. Just slacking alone is one thing I had decided against in the beginning of the year, yet here I am ponning certain lectures and simply not focusing. Glad that God brought this out to me today, and I'm seeing it very clearly now. So my new resolution is to concentrate and to be INSOLUBLE:D:D:D I SHALL LIVE, BREATHE AND BE SAND. I SHALL EVEN TURN BROWN AGAIN!!! Haha, okay lame la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, had dessert with Sherrie the other day. SAW HER TWINS!! HAHAHA!!! They were wearing the same tee even la. She's so fated with them, they are SUCH triplets:D Okay I think she's going to kill me for saying that!! Haha:D Anyway, had a great time just relaxing and chatting:D Had our usual funny, stupid time that we always meet up with when we go out together!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully going out with Sherrie, Dionne and Mandy tomorrow:D I need something to make me stop being so moody!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-4070918590641419970?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/4070918590641419970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=4070918590641419970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/4070918590641419970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/4070918590641419970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/03/reign-of-vanessa-and-her-long-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R8lvCpE9XLI/AAAAAAAAAKE/glyPk7iyOdM/s72-c/DSC00721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-3922767102021509824</id><published>2008-02-17T20:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:19:38.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167930699251882226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R7gtlxC-mPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/b1T54HZ3B7c/s320/gsdfgf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saints and one tampinesian (or whatever sherrie's called) and one pang seh-er:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R7gtyxC-mUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/sNIUWRFMIVE/s1600-h/P3270001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167930922590181698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R7gtyxC-mUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/sNIUWRFMIVE/s320/P3270001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amandal says she wins the most demure looking contest but noooo, Rachel and Rebecca claim me winner YAY:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R7gtmRC-mQI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Je9yBIIZB2A/s1600-h/P3280050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167930707841816834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R7gtmRC-mQI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Je9yBIIZB2A/s320/P3280050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eh Sherrie and I look like we are from a different picture. My usual light-y halo's not present here:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R7gtmxC-mRI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8JpEQsiWqQU/s1600-h/P3270047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167930716431751442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R7gtmxC-mRI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8JpEQsiWqQU/s320/P3270047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167932606217361762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R7gvUxC-mWI/AAAAAAAAAJM/gRMxRtcWThQ/s320/P3270046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Eh Sherrie and I wanted to pose and look emo but nooo, Amandal wants her "natural pics" haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R7gtmxC-mSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/EraFNGp2PkY/s1600-h/P3270009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167930716431751458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R7gtmxC-mSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/EraFNGp2PkY/s320/P3270009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherrie the scary people. SHERRIE THE SCARY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R7gtnBC-mTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/nAwq4Kmz0CU/s1600-h/P3270028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167930720726718770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R7gtnBC-mTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/nAwq4Kmz0CU/s320/P3270028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't those potato wedges look yummy? And okay lor my eyes are like disappearing man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOO I found out today that retail therapy is actually dependable:D Went to Zouk flea market with Sherrie the officially scary and Mandy the act eye candy. Squeezy like mad but good buys!!! Had such a great time shopping with those two (or in this case one because shopping with Amandal is like shopping with nobody. She floats everywhere you can only locate her by hearing her voice haha:D), and I'm usually not a shopping person. Seriously, what I bought today is what I usually buy within a month? Haha, and the other two bought even more-.- But how satisfied I am:D Honestly made me forget about everything that was agitating me like crazy and I'm so high now:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Rachel and Rebecca too. Both were ALSO pang seh-ed by Amandal okay. That girl ah, impossible-.- Today she was supposed to fast on taking pictures but nooooo okay, she still took a thousand million trillion gazillion pictures. Sherrie and I were giving stone faces but okay we turned out looking incredibly emo instead. But okay la I like some of the pics so sometimes it's okay:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People word of caution: Never endeavour to go to a crowded place with Amandal. Because firstly right, you will find yourself stranded and alone. Secondly, you will never find Amandal again. Thirdly, she will scream super embarrassing things, like, "OMG, this sucks la!!!" and "This suits me so well la!!!" (when she saw the Sexiest Girl Alive tee). She will then proceed to blame you for "dragging" her to whichever place it is when actually she's the one who leads you to Mohammad Sultan Road (or smthing) and then makes your walk aimlessly in the hot, hot sun because SHE brought up the idea of going to Zouk. Plus she will flirt with the taxi driver hahaha:D She will also shower endless praises on her much bargained goods (I admit defeat to her bargaining skills man) until you just want to pang seh her haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo tired after a long day. At one point in the car Amandal was rambling about prom in Poly or somewhat. I was stoning and looking out of the window, then I looked at Sherrie and she completely had a stone face too. I was like "You understand what she's talking about?", and we both burst out laughing haha!! And that Koh Lu Yi and her necklaces I tell you. Everyday falling apart with excellent comedic timing:D We now have the same prayer lockets too, which Amandal is clamouring after HAHA:D:D:D We keep dangling it in front of her face but ah well, see Amandal, you shouldn't have wandered off and pang-seh-ed us:D Otherwise you will have one too whoops haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, enough of suanning Amandal:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last two days with 08A02:(:( I've come to have an attachment to this class really. Love playing cards with them, super high:D Plus they're a hilarious bunch of people whoo!!! And okay la they may no longer fall for my very convincing innocent face but ah well. Atiqah says I'm an OBEDIENT girl who DOES NOT PON CLASSES AND DOES ALL HER HOMEWORK:D:D:D YAY!!! Haha. That's definitely not true la, but I just simply appear to be a guai gia, whatever can I do right. I just have the good girl look haha:D Hmm, wish I had more time to get to know the others in my class though. It's sad that just when I was getting to know everyone more, we have to seperate:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well last two days to be a pai kiah too. No more ponning (all because of those naughty classmates around me. BAD influences man, tsk tsk):( After JAE it's serious work, have to go to every class and be my usual guai self again. It's been fun while it lasted:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so far it's been pretty great at SA:D We Saints are cool whoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way all the best for JAE people:D I sincerely hope you enter the institute which you are aiming for. All the best and keep in touch:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S- I'm not a closet lian. Never ever:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-3922767102021509824?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/3922767102021509824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=3922767102021509824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/3922767102021509824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/3922767102021509824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/02/saints-and-one-tampinesian-or-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R7gtlxC-mPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/b1T54HZ3B7c/s72-c/gsdfgf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-7785626001036061413</id><published>2008-01-22T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:23:59.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay lah, I know. I'm blogging after a million bazillion years, thank you very much. Haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone keeps telling me that my blog is forever stuck at "Fukkaido", forever liking to join Fukuoka and Hokkaido together I tell you. *AHEM AMANDAL AND SHERRIE KOH". Lol, anyway, alright, I have finally decided to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAPAN ROCKS:D I do have lots of pics, but go to facebook if you feel like drooling la. I'm too lazy to post up pics now because there's always a problem with the photo upload-er. Haha, okay sorry I know I promised:( When I don't have chem and econs homework, I'll do it:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, SA. Haha, thus far it's been pretty good:D My class seems to be uber crazy? Lol, anyway I'm forever a guai gia wearing my sarong uniform which Phyllis refuses to exchange with me because she will sweep the floor wearing it. Tried wearing Amandal's uniform today though, and waaa, so short, super not used to it. Plus everyone kept asking me what was the paint stain at my butt-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, of course, I miss the clique:(:(:( Haha, the people I laugh most with!!! I MISS YOU GUYS SO SO VERY MUCH WE MUST COME TOGETHER AGAIN TO WREAK HAVOC OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Amandal wants me to mention she likes using vouchers and has allowed me to get cheaper ice cream. Uh, yay. The joy. Haha:D Plus for some reason she likes the mushroom head guy and plans to eat mushrooms with him everyday. Whoo, go most amusing couple:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, PE today. OMG I'm really going to just fail 2.4 completely. Running two rounds makes exhausted, and playing captain's ball today has led to muscle ache. I can't even climb to the top floor without panting. And it's just four storeys. Happy napha-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAY CHOU CONCERT!!! WHOO had alot of fun screaming with my sisters and the concert was seriously good. Plus his grandmother is so cute I just feel like squeezing her. Dionne must be crying now:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm kind of spaced out now, don't even want to start on homework. Psh, results on Thursday.&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/2287997966516479270-7785626001036061413?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/7785626001036061413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=7785626001036061413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/7785626001036061413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/7785626001036061413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2008/01/okay-lah-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-179862837798827332</id><published>2007-12-30T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T20:55:21.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KONBANWA:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am back in Fukuoka now!!! Just had a yummy dinner, complete with melt-in-your-mouth sashimi, shiok beef and lobster sashimi:D:D:D Wa so full my eyes are half closed now I can completely dream of being a ball of lard everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's snowing today, I'm super happy:D:D:D:D:D So pretty!!! OK sorry I think I am starting to make no sense my blood has all gushed to my stomach, so my brain's half dead. Hur the more I think about it, the more I think it is so weird that I'll be back in school immediately after Japan. Eck. I'm excited, yet not excited. Ya ok I know I make no sense hahaha I'm high on Jap food yippee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also had delish unagi with rice for lunch. The entire place focuses on unagi alone, and oh goodness, it has a super nice slightly burnt taste with really nice sauce. Waaa, I think when I get back I can never eat unagi in Singapore again-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have alot to say, yet I cannot bring myself to form words in my mind lol. With that said, shall be going to sleep now. GOOD NIGHT:D Promise to have drool-y pics for you when I get back!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-179862837798827332?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/179862837798827332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=179862837798827332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/179862837798827332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/179862837798827332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/12/konbanwaddd-am-back-in-fukuoka-now-just.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-4335615444813853310</id><published>2007-12-29T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T16:12:40.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KONICHIWA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, finally have a chance to blog:D:D:D The space bar here is so tiny I end up pressing the wrong button everytime, and mysterious jap words keep appearing so I could not blog. Aha, stupid, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, been to 7 different hotels the past 7 days, touring around the whole of Kyushu Island, am in Oita now;D Tomorrow I am going back to Fukuoka, where we started, and so I will get to eat the yummylicious melt-in-your-mouth cheesecake again!!! Have loads and loads of pics of gooooooooooooooood food, shall make you guys drool when I get back:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was walking up a mountain to see carved stone Buddhas when I fell on my butt. Embarrassing lor. Somehow this always happens when my sis starts talking about my falling. CURSE HER!!! Ahaha, she is spying now. Crap, keyboard is so hard to type on I keep pressing that stupid button-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa, been eating so much the past few days I'm not egghead anymore, I'm fishballfaceballoflardhead now. I'm going to roll into SA on the first day of school, haha!!! Hope they don't take height and weight on the first day, they'll make me run a thousand runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, talk soon, see you guys soon:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-4335615444813853310?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/4335615444813853310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=4335615444813853310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/4335615444813853310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/4335615444813853310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/12/konichiwa-omg-finally-have-chance-to.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-3417438949704473331</id><published>2007-12-22T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T20:55:41.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Flying off to JAPAN soon:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Land of my sushi and sashimi friends:D:D:D I'll miss you guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you on the 2nd!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s- something funny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amandal stirs the drink in the cup while Renee looks on incredulously &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Renee: Eh Amandal, why are you stirring with a knife?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amandal: Hah? Orh, I thought it was a stirrir.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dionne, SuAnn and Renee give the "-.-" face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha:D FYI, the knife looked nothing like a "stirrir", lol!!! Plus she kept calling SuAnn's drink "Turkish Soda"??? Haha, SuAnn keeps insisting it is NOT called that but noooo, Amandal just says it everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, I'll be sure to bring back something for you guys:D At least half-rotten sushi or maybe using spring water, okay??? Haha, okay I'm kidding. I kinda sound like I'm talking to myself, oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUSHISUSHILANDOFSUSHI:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-3417438949704473331?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/3417438949704473331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=3417438949704473331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/3417438949704473331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/3417438949704473331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/12/flying-off-to-japan-soond-land-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-5370852928805310658</id><published>2007-12-13T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T17:19:27.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to do these days, so I'm actually blogging within days instead of months!!! WAAAA:D Applause please, I have never been so efficient before:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, been watching korean dramas like mad the past few weeks. Coffee Prince, Witch Yoo Hee, so on so forth. Aforementioned are nice and funny though, so if you haven't watched them yet, give them a try!!! I realize no matter how cliched kdramas are, there's something mysteriously magnetic about them. Maybe it's the guys who like to pull (picture Dionne drooling here). The girl who acted in Goong as the female antagonist also acts in Coffee Prince, and she's pretty good and convincing!!! And uber funny:D:D:D I'm hooked. I think you can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing with Dionne, Amandal and SuAnn last week and had loads of fun:D Rain was a big spoiler though, I was walking around lost and wet, looking for the cafe which is in nowhereland. Finally Amandal found me, and we had pretty good food. Go to Su Ann's blog for pics, she's the good food pictures queen:D Highlight of the day was PICTURE WITH POKEMON!!! I think the three of them were definitely more excited than me. They were practically sprinting towards Pikachu and I was half laughing, half running behind them lol. Anyway, it was kind of fun. Hilarious pokemon could only flap their tiny hands and bob around, haha!! But someone (MANDYPANDY) had a "well done!" moment lor. Picture below explains everything:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143373299934325042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R2Duw_nQaTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HYr5gAv31GY/s320/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, as you can all see, poor Pikachu, the cutest of all, was BLOCKED by AMANDAL NEO!!! All of us innocently posed next to the oh-so-adorable yellow pokemon but nooo, at the very last minute, this neoweitian pranced in front of Pikachu!!! Waa, after the rest of us saw the developed pic, we wanted to kill her, LOL:D Never doubt Pikachu's ability to be short, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Dionne and SuAnny went home, and I followed Amandal through the flooded streets so that she could go for her modelling interview. I have officially concluded that I only like rain when I'm indoors and have a snuggly banklet by my side. Anyway, Amandal said something funny. There were ads with Peggy Chang in the building, and she was like "Eh, why does she have so many aids?" (stone face). Yes, she meant ads. And again, on the phone, she said the same thing!!! Ahaha, everytime I go out with that girl, something fresh and funny comes from her, LOL:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, also lunched with Sherrie (still the scary) on her birthday. Ahaha, funniest day ever:D Met her in cabin 20 of train (I never knew they actually numbered the cabins-.-), and we were just talking when something amusing happened. It is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L- Sherrie (because she's Lian. Ahaha, she's going to kill me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R- Renee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Normal MRT moving sounds in the background)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: Eh, look at that girl, she's putting mascara on the train. So vain!!! I hope the train jerks and she pokes herself in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R: Walao so mean. Where, where? (Shifts gaze through people but cannot find a mascara-applying girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Silence for awhile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L:.... OMG, is that R******???!!! (Sherrie is embarrassed, so I shall not say the name. However, the person's our classmate:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R:... YESSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Both laugh hysterically, because Mascara Girl is R******)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Sherrie sure has a way of words. LOL:D Not long after laughing, the necklace I was wearing (which Sherrie gave to me) dropped. For awhile we just stoned, and then we burst out laughing again. Managed to fix it but noooo, that girl refused to believe it was fixed, and she un-fixed it again-.- So fine, I promised to let her fix it later, despite her known lack of ability in artyfartyfixing stuff. Then like magic and meant-to-be-ness, when I took out the broken necklace from my bag, it was fixed again (I think it was trying to escape the terror of Sherrie), but noooo, she AGAIN un-fixed it so that she could "fix" it back again-.- Haha, see, Sherrie IS scary. Ah well, had fun with her, nevertheless. We re-discovered our psychic abilities again, haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also went to MCR concert with Dayna the Mayna two days back. Weirdly, it was held in the same hall where church service usually is, so that felt weird. Choked on smoke of people who were smoking and nearly died of suffocation, I tell you. I seriously, seriously hate it when people puff around others. Somehow Dayna and I felt very guai-gia (?). Anyway, I'm not a die-hard fan of MCR or anything, so I was just bobbing my head along. Everyone around me was kind of screaming the lyrics and I just knew one or two lines from songs sung during the entire concert, haha. Anyway, even though the concert was pretty good, it was gross as well. There were some guys beside us who went crazy, jumping everywhere and wiggling and I don't know what and one of them brushed my arm and he was WET. FROM SWEAT!!! AHHHH, I was so grossed out, scrubbed my arm when I got home. Must say that the band is also well versed in their vulgarities dictionary, lol. Heard the word a million times, and it felt even weirder to be in that same hall where church is-.- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yea, everyone's dyeing their hair nowadays. Dionne, MandyPandy, Dayna La Senza. Kind of reminds me of primary school, where someone goes "Aha, you're gonna die." and the other person goes, "Ya, ya, I'm going to DYE my hair pink". Random huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is such along post, haha. My sleep cycle has been very messed up by kdramas, so I'm like Amandal now, tired hungry everyday. Haha, alright then, I shall go back to gluing my eyes to Coffee Prince (again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S- Congrats to all those who got into the JC they wanted for PAE:D:D:D And for those who didn't, not to fear, I'm sure your O'level results will be much better:D:D:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-5370852928805310658?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/5370852928805310658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=5370852928805310658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/5370852928805310658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/5370852928805310658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/12/hellod-nothing-much-to-do-these-days-so.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/R2Duw_nQaTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HYr5gAv31GY/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-8518824282826319773</id><published>2007-12-05T00:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T01:31:23.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Clique outing:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha. Okay it was meant to be a karaoke session but noooo, everyone's as broke as brokeback mountain (don't ask me why I said that, I just feel like being lame). So in the end it became a bowling session-.- Haha, sigh, sian of bowling already!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the rest were supposed to come at 10 but nooo!!! Earliest was Dayna Mayna, and she thought she was late. Sherrie the very scary woke up at 10 (stone face). Dionne and Amandal came at 11??? Hahaha. Alrighty, we all had a fun time with Wii, Sherrie bringing her nose hair plucking, violet tossing and whatever suits her games. Played Guitar Hero until we almost became blind, and of course, with Amandal around, took many many many many many photos. Usual things, with Dionne screaming she is fat (stone face again), Sherrie making weird lizard noises (eeeeehhhh... aaaeeehhhh) while taking pictures (and calling me pangsaihead:( ), Amandal insisting in taking a million "artistic" (actually hao lian) pictures of herself, Joyce flinging herself like a stick thinking the wii sensor will detect her feet (but noooo, only her hands), and Dayna did something new today. Sms-ing someone hor. *Nudge, nudge*, your "mother" sure likes to sms you lots:D LA SENZA LA SENZA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherrie is really starting to scare me. She really does everything like she wants to murder something or someone. Even bowling. She looks like a predator prowling around, about to pounce on a poor innocent prey. Eee. Haha, shall take a video of her bowling sometime. Anyway, I think I should always say I don't want to do something. Like today, when I said I didn't want to go bowling (wii bowl too many times), I ended up getting the highests score!!! Muahaha, pure luck but ah well, shall test the method:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er there are brewing Ah Lians bubbling around me. Like that hamburger shirt Koh girl, with her lifelong dream to either dye her hair purple or put two strands of fake blond hair from Bangkok as her centre-parted fringe. And the MandyPandy girl, with her very brown hair and her newly lian poses, and her funny gibbberish. Hahaha. E.g, which part of Shanghair are you going? Eh, that is felicia... oh, furniture. Eh, how to do cheap modelling and high class ah? Hehe:D Okay la, not making fun of you MandyPandy but going out with you is funneh:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, they were laughing at my once embarrassingly terrible fringe some year ago:( That Amandal la, bring me to her scary hairdresser place that is actually just a flat. Ended up with "feelers", lol. So paiseh:o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, mrt ride was... kind of funny. V-NECK CARDIGANS, GO GO GO!!! Hahaha, Amandal and I are crazy whooo but ah well. Sherrie and Dayna were like shouting body parts like free, and Amandal and I were completely trying to dissolve into the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, that Dionne cracks me up too:D That girl la, pull her (actually my) pink socks with multi-coloured stars up so high. Shall wait for someone to upload the picture:D She is somehow very cuddly, like a little baby seal. Haha that sounds so Dionne. BABY SEALS!!! Super her. Lol!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for service on Sunday, and the guest speaker, Nick, was really funny and inspiring:D It was great being with the good ol' cell again (:D), and XH was super easy to pick out among all the choir!!! Haha, I think make up makes her especially high or something, she spouts nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, people seem to think I don't need to get a job. WHYYYY???!!! Hahaha, I want the experience, and I can always save up the money!!! I'm not extremely rich or anything hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, went job hunting with Sherrie (the scary) and Candice the other day. Restaurant took forever to call us back (and they never did anyway), so we dropped by Long John Silvers (?). That Sherrie ah, really. She was doing all sorts of les-y like things and the guy was staring, lol. Always like that. And that two ah, forever punching, or pouncing on each other. Haha!!! Terrorizing innocent me, lol:D And Candice likes guys who wear tight, tight skinny jeans. One, two, three, EEEEEEE!!! Haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shall stop here. Another outing with Dionne, Amandal and SuAnny tomorrow:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you put your happiness in temporary things, your happiness will only be temporary&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-8518824282826319773?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/8518824282826319773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=8518824282826319773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/8518824282826319773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/8518824282826319773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/12/clique-outingddd-ahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-6548421205843825789</id><published>2007-11-08T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T23:03:31.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right, first thing I want to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention O'levels are over, or at least sorta over, for all???/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREEDOM:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can finally have nothing to do again. LOL:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, managed to finish all the shows I wanted to watch online, so I had nothing else to do. Surfed around, and was just looking at pictures and all, and I suddenly was hit with this pang of nostalgia. And so now I feel sad. Haha. Which is dumb, I know, considering O's are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I suddenly miss studying. Lol I think it's withdrawal symptoms. Whoops. I feel like reciting the whole menstrual cycle again, grafiaan follicles, corpus luteum and all. Never go to write that down for exams:( Haha. And Macbeth, and idiotic Laceys, and A Maths, which I was just getting the hang of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I suddenly miss school. Yes, you can hit me if you like. I don't know, without exams and all, school's actually pretty fun, especially with my clique disrupting the peace and harmony. Hehe. And looking back, I've had lots of fun and great moments. Although I must say that I'm glad my ankles can finally be free from choking ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out with clique tomorrow. I'm going to miss them sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much... Years really fly. One moment you're that new, weird kid in school and the next you are waving goodbye... Ah, the memories. 10 years in PL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway okay I shall stop being depressing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite half-half excited for JC. But it'll be so weird, having to just adapt to a whole new environment all over again. Luckily I have my two weirdos with me:D Ah well, better start memorising the school song now, I'm going to need it for May-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SA open house on 17th people, 17th!!! Make sure you come ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Japan though, although it's during Christmastime. Haha. My family is cheapo, Christmastime=cheaper tickets and all=HOLIDAY:D Lol. I super know we are going to get lost. Only my sis knows how to converse in Jap, but although she only knows the basic, my parents insist that we'll do fine. Right-o, if I don't come back, you'll know why. Send a plane over hor, I don't want to end up like the people on Lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay, off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-6548421205843825789?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/6548421205843825789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=6548421205843825789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/6548421205843825789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/6548421205843825789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/11/right-first-thing-i-want-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-7184173865327065725</id><published>2007-09-15T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T23:32:17.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BOOOOO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Have not blogged for ages!! Whoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably no one is reading right now, because they are either studying, or don't bother checking on my dead blog anymore, but ah well. If you are reading this, congratulations! You lived to see the next blog entry of Renee Tan. Good job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been nicely reminded that my blog is dead by cell mates-.- Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, much much much has happened over the period of time when I stopped blogging. Teacher's Day, Handover, etc. Bittersweet moments:(:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't go into details, it'll be long and draggy, but I'll say I love PLPB and looking back at everything that happened in school, PB and non-PB, I realize that there have been so many little miracles provided by God:) Just being able to have my first installation and my last handover is one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ok I think I suddenly feel emo-ishy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell mates were talking about how they were looking at their past diaries and all, and it's quite funny. Once upon a time XH was actually emo-ish?! Lol. Can't imagine her moping around and being all depressed, haha, I always see her laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was kind of thinking of how I was like in the past. I think I really did some stupid stuff lah!!! Shall give you, whoever who has miraculously thought to visit my blog, a preview of mini egghead tan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vanessa keeps laughing when she remembers this. Haha. But it all started out with good intentions ok! My sister and I kind of saw this crippled ant, whether or not we were the ones who crippled it, I can't remember. Anyway, we decided to set up an ant hospital! Lol. That's not the weird and sadistic part. We forced ants to visit their, er, friends, and when we lacked "patients" we... ensured more was admitted? Haha, in other words we killed more ants. We had tissue paper beds and everything, all white and pristine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I didn't like to have ugly dolls. So when I cut one of my barbie's hair and didn't like it, I left it in the middle of my bedroom and locked the door. Lol. And I hid my not so good looking dolls in my piano chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "maybe in the future someone will find this diary and put it in the museum"&lt;br /&gt;What was I thinking???!!! Hahaha, ok I obviously had an imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I used to have a "feeling for cats" EEEEEE!!! Hahaha, forget it, I'm a dog-lover now:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, in conclusion I was weird. Can't believe half of the stuff I said lah!!! But well, 5 yrs later I could look at my blog entries and think I'm weird too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims, O's, the joy:( Have to say though, God has really been there for me that past week, through small and mysterious ways:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow tomorrow's always a day right smack in the middle of Prelims... Doesn't feel real. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-7184173865327065725?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/7184173865327065725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=7184173865327065725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/7184173865327065725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/7184173865327065725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/09/booooo-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-1788375830184871991</id><published>2007-07-10T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T17:41:41.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RpNMj0UZLHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/wYQZ05ODpyA/s1600-h/f33648f8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085492582454733938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RpNMj0UZLHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/wYQZ05ODpyA/s320/f33648f8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;WAHAHA. Racial Harmony 2005 with MandyFendi. 2007 one coming up soon, woosh, where to find a costume? Used to borrow from my neighbour but I hardly think I can fit in her clothes now-.- She's rather skinny and it's amazing and depressing how much you can... grow (horizontally and vertically) in two years. Sigh, but once again I'm too lazy to exercise:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chinese oral was... rather disastrous. I think I could get A for sign language and I don't know what for actually talking. This is how it went:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E- examiner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;R- me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E: (in a low and fast accented Chinese) Xian zai zheng fu... zi hua... ni you she me kan fa? (this was all I caught)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;R: (drooling slightly in a "huh?!" manner) Eh.. lao shi dui bu qi ni neng zai shuo yi ci ma?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Examiner gets the hint that I have no idea what he is talking about)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E: (Explains to me the question, and I finally get he is talking about how to make places more friendly for the handicapped)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;R: (still stuck because she has no idea what to talk about) Wo shi fen tong yi zheng fu zhe me zuo, yin wei wo jue de wo men... xu yao duo zhu yi dao zhou wei de ren... eh.. ah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E: (looks at me wearily) Na... (asks some question I still don't understand)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;R: ....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E: (Explains wearily while the other guy keeps nodding I have no idea why, maybe he agrees with me that I'm about to do badly)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;R: Orh... wo men ke neng yao duo jian zao... na ge... (hands come alive and grabs an imaginary railing).. ah.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(continues to talk gibberish such as making lifts bigger, blah, blah, until she says "xie xie" before banging her head on the wall)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See??!!! How much worse can oral go, goodness. Really though, I never expected nor prepared for the question, plus the next day they asked about PDA!!! Wa-li-aoz... I think I would have done &lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;MUCH&lt;/strong&gt; better if I had that topic!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well-o, I guess I can only trust in God now:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;School's been... alright I guess? Besides Chinese oral things have been pretty alright. Discussing some stuff about PB when I felt stabs of sadness. It has finally really dawned on me that really, really soon, we'll all be stepping down. Sure, at times things got stressful, and I've met with so many difficult situations, but it's been a fantastic time and I LUURRVVE the board:D It's going to be difficult to not be so involved in the board anymore:*(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I've had a fruitful one year and now it's time to let others have a share and taste of this wonderful experience:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Btw, Dionne, if you are reading this, YES your scars will go away and NO you are not fat. And Sherrie, stop asking me to look at the sink! Huanxin, stop going to the library to see your long lost sister:D:D:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Random rant: Please stop the hushed tones&gt;:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hehe. That's all:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-1788375830184871991?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/1788375830184871991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=1788375830184871991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/1788375830184871991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/1788375830184871991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/07/wahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RpNMj0UZLHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/wYQZ05ODpyA/s72-c/f33648f8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-8614415443163673227</id><published>2007-06-19T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T22:05:41.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Quack, quack&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duck Race press conference tomorrow. Whoops, slightly nervous. Afraid I'll say something wrong? LOL, if you catch a headline about a weird girl, look for my pic. I'll be there:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched with Exco (excluding XH, seems unusually quiet without her laughter) at White Tangerine. Whoo, have not been there for the longest time (whoa-oh-oh-oh)!!! Got a GRREEEAAATTT view of Sherrie with her cream sauce spilling out of her mouth, thank you very much. Haha:D Yeah yeah Sherrie may seem demure and sweet but don't be fooled my friends!!! I for one have been victim to Sherrie's craziness, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counseling session for career guidance before that. It was pretty good, got to learn much more about myself:D Played the "have you ever" game. Oh my, we are pretty gross and naughty people. Most of us have been caught passing notes before, some have eaten cow tongue before, a certain Sherrie has thrown a hamster before (literally), one of us has eaten whale's sperm before. Tsk, who's that ah? Must be a really cool and brave person to eat something like that!!! Sigh, I admire that person so. How I wish I could be like her. *BIG smile:D*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting more jittery thinking about tomorrow. I have no idea what it's going to be like. Hopefully no one will show up. Heh:D Perfect scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quack quack qqquuuuaaaaaaaaaaaaack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-8614415443163673227?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/8614415443163673227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=8614415443163673227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/8614415443163673227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/8614415443163673227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/06/quack-quack-duck-race-press-conference.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-4536128276761008074</id><published>2007-06-13T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T19:28:22.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo!!! Two days of fun, Monday and Tuesday were. Muaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Clara's b'day (very belated) on Monday at Lungland's Pizza Hut. Ok, ok sorry, it's Heartland I'm feeling very kooky and high now, therefore I've reached extreme lameness. It's just that I've been looking through the zoo trip pics which are kind of funny, plus I thought of Dionne. Shall dwell into that later:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the point. Serena nearly destroyed our plan lah. Just as Xioa Hui wanted to bring Clara away by saying she had to go look for her sis so that we could prepare the cake, Serena (aka Red) had to volunteer to go instead. -.-. There was a moment of silence then. LOL. All about to throw stones at her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to wallet shop with Sherrie after that. Tsk tsk tsk, shall never go out with her alone again. Completely and totally demoralizing, I tell you!!! More details in this entry, so read on!!! Met our stalkers, Lizzie and Serena at Vivo. They were acting nonchalent and all, sitting on the chair acting innocent. But noooo, I bet they planned to stalk us all along!!! Anyway, departed shortly after that, and I'm finally glad I got my wallet:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day was zoo trip with clique:D:D:D Muahaha, fun fun and more fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relived childhood memories and was refreshed by the... captivating scent of the zoo. Haha:D Took pics with snakes, which was pretty cool:D Apparently, when I said bring Shawn when I'm dead (referring to the oh so cute Shawn from CSS2), they thought it was my bf. -.- -.- -.- What more can I say. Then my very helpful clique nodded and said "yah, yah!". Wah, helpful sia. Then I had one more snake thrown on my lap for good measure. I think I looked really constipated, because the guy told me to stop smiling like I was constipated. LOL!!! Fine lah, I'm not that great with snakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok. I realized that I should only go out with some of my clique members alone. Going out with the rest is simply hazardous. Here's why and why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REASONS WHY THESE PEOPLE SHOULD BE PEOPLE WE GO OUT WITH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dionne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075501876523671298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rm_OEMcFnwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4pq4cRwwGnM/s320/665615943l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at her!!! She's Miss "I'm at peace with all animals, especially snakes". Note her carefree smile and the way she caresses the snakes. Awwww... She won't harbour sadistic thoughts, unlike certain people *cough* Sherrie *cought* Amandal *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, she'll make you laugh when she sings "I'm not sarcastic, I'm not sarcastic..." then proceeds to slip and fall. You'll feel sad that she falls, but you can laugh until you pee. I nearly did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Dayna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075503027574906642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="286" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rm_PHMcFnxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ze4k_DHFbVQ/s320/896049723l.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one who looks at peace with the snakes!!! If Dayna here ever makes you feel demoralized, you can box her and her brittle and fragile frame will fall in pieces onto the floor:D You can visit the Fragile Forest in the zoo with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, she has an ultracool cam and she sends pictures to you. She also does not take pictures everyday 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Joyce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075503860798562082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rm_P3scFnyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zU7XDsmsLaI/s320/301303826l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce is a good person to go out with because if she ever annoys you, you can just tell her that her eyes are small and she will go into bouts of spasms!!! You can suan her endlessly, and she'll be your 24-hr entertainment!! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird men (aka let me shake your hand guy and I'm a tribal man guy) will be attracted to her, so you don't need to worry about being harrassed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll also feed you carrot sticks everyday. If you love carrots, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REASONS WHY THESE PEOPLE ARE PEOPLE WE SHOULD NOT GO OUT WITH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Amandal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075504522223525682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rm_QeMcFnzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/3f5nG-zbH00/s320/106389830l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amandal will bring you to Ang Mo Kio Hub at 9.50am when you are supposed to be there at 11am, even when you persuade her that all the shops are closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, she will take an endless number of pictures everywhere you go, and she will tell you that she's very tired during your outing. Then she will proceed to call you the next day and tell you she's still very tired. LOL!!! She's tired everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus she will insist that all white animals are really albino and keep asking snake men to bring out albino snakes until they really bring out a humongous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sherrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endless reasons I tell you, ENDLESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075505995397308226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rm_Rz8cFn0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/nWpp9eoWplg/s320/318357607l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075506244505411410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rm_SCccFn1I/AAAAAAAAAH8/sB50yYV4A_A/s320/787832765l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Firstly, note the diabolical glint in her eyes in both her pics. She looks like she will throw snakes at you, especially in the second pic. She looks like she's whispering to the snake, telling it to do something naughty!!! &lt;/p&gt;Secondly, she will be all sadistic and tell you that she wishes some animals would end up in predicaments, such as hamsters in microwaves and so on. She will also buy an animal print bag and intentionally bring it to the zoo to aggrivate animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, and most importantly, she will make you feel extremely demoralized. At the end of the day, you'll feel like an ugly duckling, just like me. Because fine lah she is hot and pretty so everyday you have to entertain standing next to her and smiling politely as she turns down all kinds of offers. Shall not announce publicly but yup, people, avoid Sherrie at all costs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, she'll eat you food. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay, actually I'm kidding. All of them are great to go out with. But I think I really need to check in to self-esteem classes with Dionne. We need therapy now!!! Haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, off I go-ey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-4536128276761008074?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/4536128276761008074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=4536128276761008074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/4536128276761008074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/4536128276761008074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/06/woohoo-two-days-of-fun-monday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rm_OEMcFnwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4pq4cRwwGnM/s72-c/665615943l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-1950660078459057516</id><published>2007-06-04T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T22:30:08.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I secretly like cute small boys only. I'm scaring myself!!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's is man. First it's Juntai (octopus boy!!) and now the cute lil Shawn guy from CSS2. He sings the best out of everyone lah. Plus he's small and cute!!! And he looks rather blur too:D:D:D Even my oldest sis agrees, and she's usually the stoney kind. I think all the girls love him, they were all hugging him. LOL:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Younger sisters are always bullied!!! Or maybe it's just in my case. Errr have been sent around to do stuff for my sisters. Not that I mind helping, just that I'm settling something as well and she's pretty much free to do it herself, so I got really frazzled and annoyed. Sigh. The pain.. the pain. Haha. Even though I'm the tallest I'm stil the youngest. Oh, oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music and Lyrics is a nice show:D Like the song loads!!! And the hip thrusts are rather retardedly funny... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a flu coming:( Itchy throat and slightly blocked nose. BOOOOOO!!! I don't want to get sick during the holidays!!! Waste of precious free time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If somehow my flu mutates and I end up in the hospital, bring Juntai and Shawn to come visit meeee!!! LOL:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And darnit, Jap products are just hard to resist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-1950660078459057516?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/1950660078459057516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=1950660078459057516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/1950660078459057516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/1950660078459057516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-think-i-secretly-like-cute-small-boys.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-6634683079079233927</id><published>2007-06-02T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T23:26:13.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RmGJ35aV2CI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kU5XbGuN0kQ/s1600-h/looovvee4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071486248793004066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RmGJ35aV2CI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kU5XbGuN0kQ/s320/looovvee4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Juntai asks Weenay to blog, so she shall!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha. Ok I have NOOO idea who the random people are, tagging as Miss Japan and Juntai but I have a feeling it's either Amandal or Sherrie. And Mrs Takuya Kimura is definitely Dionne Hoe Shu Min our new Gatsby girl. I can give you Gatsbyyyyyyy... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to watch Pirates:( Hopefully I'll be watching with my family soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Been snacking lots and lots lately, I'm a fat pig now whooo!!! SuAnn lah, got me hooked onto all the dee-li-cious jap snacks. I love, I love, I love the Jap strawberry Pockey. My loooveeee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Btw, just a warning to everyone. DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT, EVER EVER EVER answer Dionne when she asks you if she looks Jap. Because you'll end up having to entertain hours of being misunderstood. Somehow Sherrie and I ended up "calling" Dionne a maid, a slave and don't know what else without uttering a word lah!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heard Megacamp tee is black and orange this year. If it really is, I shall go kidnap a camper and force her to give me her tee!!! No fair, somehow 2007 students don't really get nice tees for camps:( Last year's tee wasn't very nice, really. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, off to watch Music and Lyrics vcd now:) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I wanna do is find a way back into loovveeeee....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-6634683079079233927?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/6634683079079233927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=6634683079079233927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/6634683079079233927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/6634683079079233927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/06/juntai-asks-weenay-to-blog-so-she-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RmGJ35aV2CI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kU5XbGuN0kQ/s72-c/looovvee4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-1312653701437699979</id><published>2007-05-21T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T21:31:11.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH MY OH MY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shunta/Juntai from Engine is the defination of adorable!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's seriously super adorable:)))) He makes me smile everytime I think of him!!! Muaha, this whole post shall be dedicated to him:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067001856259381250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RlGbV5aV2AI/AAAAAAAAAG8/p9FMVhoMAlo/s320/loooovvee6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;WAAAA!!!! How can you resist this adorable little boy??!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067001851964413938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RlGbVpaV1_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/bxOaBpDInNw/s320/looovveee7.bmp" border="0" /&gt; Love his jian look. Whoo!! And his little mole. Haha:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067001856259381266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RlGbV5aV2BI/AAAAAAAAAHE/vAl_RkM1nuY/s320/loooovvveee.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MY FAV:))))) He looks like a little octopus ball!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Awwwww. I feel like melting into a puddle of water. Darnit, I'm supposed to watch the show for Takuya Kimura but I'm obviously watching it for little chilli moley octopus boy instead!!! LOL:D Tsk, see lah, that's what you get for putting adorable little boys in shows. I feel like squeezing him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shall save more pics for later:D:D:D Oh man I'm becoming like Amandal, smiling to myself all the time!!! Argghhh!!! Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amandal quote:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(singing...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I learnt from you, that I will learn how to crumple/crumpler..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;0.0&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Real lyrics:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I learnt from you, that I will not CRUMBLE..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amandal ahhhh... Haha:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sherrie Koh embarrassed me again. Tsk, I realized I'm always falling!!! But somehow it is always because people drag me down... Boooo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Results, results, results. MG said she looked at our math results already. Happy Birthday. I can now officially celebrate. I feel so bad:(((&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-1312653701437699979?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/1312653701437699979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=1312653701437699979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/1312653701437699979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/1312653701437699979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-my-oh-my-shuntajuntai-from-engine-is.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RlGbV5aV2AI/AAAAAAAAAG8/p9FMVhoMAlo/s72-c/loooovvee6.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-6700101639933089769</id><published>2007-05-16T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T22:57:59.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eh ok so I just can't edit my previous post because of some problem, so I shall correct myself here. It's 29/40, not 29/30. Heh. If I ever got 29/30 I would roll on the floor laughing all the way lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School=kinda sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese, chinese, chinese e-v-e-r-y-d-a-y!!! Immediate headache once I glance at Chinese words now. But we must continue jia-you-ing!!! One week plus to Os, hopefully through some miracle, Chinese Os will be alright. However, sadly, just looking at the past Chinese Os papers makes me kind of giddy, so hooray!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week plus and it'll be over:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Must study. STTUUUUDDYYYY. sstttuuuuddyyyy. Eee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dionne let me borrow her "Engine" vcd. Waa, that girl is CRAZY over Takuya Kimura!!! I think she would marry him if she had the chance to, even though he's like 30+++. Prefer him in his other shows though, because in this show his pants are tight and his shirt is pink and tucked in. Bleh. Don't like, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, shall stop here and be a good girl and go study Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x.0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-6700101639933089769?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/6700101639933089769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=6700101639933089769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/6700101639933089769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/6700101639933089769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/05/eh-ok-so-i-just-cant-edit-my-previous.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-1057619749307295593</id><published>2007-05-14T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T23:48:58.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rkh-NgW3KoI/AAAAAAAAAGs/r12LU2ud5Pg/s1600-h/14+May+2007+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064436551467346562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rkh-NgW3KoI/AAAAAAAAAGs/r12LU2ud5Pg/s320/14+May+2007+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There there. Two acting emo kids. LOL:D Joyce and Amandal!!! Hee, so they think they can look all emo-ey when it rains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!! Mid years are oveeeerrr. LALALA. Chinese back today, rather surprising. Hopefully within the two weeks I can improve and get an even better grade:D Rather surprised for Chinese oral though. I didn't know the teacher was referring to CME (oops, my Chinese isn't very good:( ) and I was like, "Err.. shi bu shi.. na ge.. mu de (thought it was D&amp;T oh man)?". The teacher gave me the "errr" look and told me it meant CME. Ahaha. And I actually got 29/30, which gave me the shock of my life. The teacher's nice:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh during the past few days Amandal decided to add more to her list for her own dictionary of Amandal's incomprehensible sentences:D LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(continued...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Amandal says, " No, don't evacuate my camera!"&lt;br /&gt;6. Amandal says, "Let's go watch Dawn to the Yang!! (Sing to the Dawn)(0.0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee. Joyce is also another one. Hannah Montana became "monty monty". What is "monty monty" lah???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Bridge to Tarabithia with clique at Vivo on Friday:D Had the time of our lives being little aunties shopping at the $2 jap-y kind of place somewhere upstairs. Ended up throwing lots of stuff into our baskets, until we looked like aunties when we had to carry many, many big white plastic bags that made lots of noise (esp Joycey Monty). LOL. Bridge to Tarabithia was pretty nice though:D The girl is so pretty!!! And the movie is rather sad, because she dies:( That made me sad. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Spiderman 3 with family:D I realized the good-looking people in movies are usually the ones who die -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that reminds me, Lizzie has become a full-time romantic, feeding me with cliche and mushy lines from MVP qing ren and such. She's probably eating and crying at a scene on the show now, LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for P.O.C 3, H.P the movie and book!!! Apparently, the pirates from P.O.C 3 go to Singapore:D How cool:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-1057619749307295593?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/1057619749307295593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=1057619749307295593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/1057619749307295593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/1057619749307295593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/05/there-there.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rkh-NgW3KoI/AAAAAAAAAGs/r12LU2ud5Pg/s72-c/14+May+2007+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-7369592501175029372</id><published>2007-05-09T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T21:55:31.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like there's some probem with blogger 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of slacking now because I only have A Maths paper 2 tomorrow. Oh dear, I have lost all motivation to study:( Exhausted by the past few days of non-stop studying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure my marks aren't gonna be pretty, but I guess I learnt my lesson from this exam. MUST STUDY STUDY STUDY EARLY EARLY EARLY!!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So very glad that my dad's not so hard on me for the exams:D Felt a sense of calamity and this release of stress when he told me to just rest early regardless of how much I had studied, and it's okay:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thank God for pulling me through this exam though. Even through my lethargy and sian-ness, he as helped me to realize so many things and led me through the papers:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without Him, we cannot do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something rather cool happened today. Was staring at bio paper, willing for an answer to pop up in my mind, when I decided to pray. Right after I opened my eyes, some word like "philia" suddenly came to me, and for awhile I was in shock because I didn't even know where this term came from!!! I didn't even look at the part involving it when I was studying. The right answer was "cilia" though, but I think that the fact that God gave me this word is really amazing!!! At least I won't have a dumb looking blank and my answer sounds somewhat similar, haha:D I still feel a sense of stunned amazement when I think back, because really, I totally forgot this term and it just came straight to me after I prayed!!! God is wonderful:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miracles do happen, LOL:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-7369592501175029372?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/7369592501175029372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=7369592501175029372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/7369592501175029372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/7369592501175029372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/05/well.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-6894548755973044406</id><published>2007-05-04T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T23:14:10.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yummy cookies fill my tummy:D I LOVE SUBWAY COOKIES!!! Sweet, chewy goodness:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid years have been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I've been taking weeks of papers or something. Feeling rather lethargic, and there's e geog on Monday:( Which means memorizing text from our rather boring textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus the hall is really cold. But I kind of like the feeling though. My oversized jacket makes me feel snuggly. Too bad my hands can't write:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err I think Amandal my dearest twin can go and start her own dictionary or something. Let's discuss the various ways we can infer from her words that she does not know what she's talking about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. Amandal says, "Oh, for source based you take from the base right?"(-.o)&lt;br /&gt;2. Amandal says, "Her voice does not match the way she speaks."(???- waa this one caused a few seconds of stunned silence)&lt;br /&gt;3. Amandal says, "(something something) Kuala Lumpur..."&lt;br /&gt;Renee says, "Err.. do you mean Sri Lanka (well-known from SS, everyone kind of knows about Sri Lanka and Northern Ireland and love the chapter can)&lt;br /&gt;*Amandal pauses to think for awhile*&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, yeah. Hehe."&lt;br /&gt;4. Amandal says, "I like to bully her name!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I think we can set up a book soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell tomorrow:D:D:D YAY!!! Glad to have a comfort amidst the stress and all:))) Once again, Sherrie and I have no fate on Saturdays. Fine, wanted to ask her along for lunch due to missing out on that last week but noooo. She has no workshop tomorrow:(( Fine, I shall go eat instant mee with Lizzie and Eileen and grow bald (oxymoron haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the rest of the mid year papers will be okay. Already know I messed up social studies and maths, hopefully rest will be okay!!! Really pray so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have to start studying months before Os. Learnt my lesson that you should never cram for exams. It sadly never works. Plus don't try waking up early either, because you could possibly end up ignoring your alarm like me. Or maybe it's just because I'm lazy. Hmmm... Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shall go off and sleep now. Dooomed to study-udy-udying all through weekend and whole of next week:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-6894548755973044406?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/6894548755973044406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=6894548755973044406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/6894548755973044406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/6894548755973044406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/05/yummy-cookies-fill-my-tummyd-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-8635850127952828810</id><published>2007-04-28T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T23:17:42.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RjNlcgW3KnI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5tYsIF1Ug_Y/s1600-h/twentythirdapril07+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058498346863766130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RjNlcgW3KnI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5tYsIF1Ug_Y/s200/twentythirdapril07+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mutant tadpoles gone:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We attempted to find them in the pond, but poof! We can't find them anywhere!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our school shall one day be attacked by mutant froggies. 0.x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, Kaleidoscope today!!! Kudos to all those who helped out, esp those who stayed for double shift. And to Dionne and Lai Theng, good job guys!!! It's been a hectic and frantic period of time, but now you can kick of your shoes, fly, and soak your feet in chocolate or something:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My feet hurt:( Concert was pretty good though. The concert hall feels like some detatched place from the school. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BOOOOOO. Happy studying for mid-years. BAAHHHH!!! After Os I shall organize a mass campfire where we can throw our textbooks and run around laughing:))) Happy thoughts!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shall now drag my achey sticky self to shower then sleep (=bliss!). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm hungry. Grrrrr. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-8635850127952828810?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/8635850127952828810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=8635850127952828810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/8635850127952828810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/8635850127952828810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/04/mutant-tadpoles-gone-we-attempted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RjNlcgW3KnI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5tYsIF1Ug_Y/s72-c/twentythirdapril07+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-5492776641919458396</id><published>2007-04-25T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T20:48:25.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's raining:)))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE rain:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurhh blogging before I drool over my zuo ye:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love the gym!!! The treadmill, the cycling machine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh... pretty pretty:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Dionne just found out birds have two legs, not four-.- It's like as though she has never seen a bird in her life. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orhceh growing purpler by the minute:(( Middle area is STILL numb lah!!! Poked it repeatedly with my compass (the sharp point) and still, no feeling. That's how numb it is. JOYCE LEE, if I am never going to be able to feel on that part of my knee ever again, I WILL POST UP ALL UNGLAM PICS OF YOU!! And I have plenty!!! Hehehe. Watch out, you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherrie Koh loves screaming my name real loud. Tsk, one day I'll scream her name over the podium:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err Lizzie cut her hair, but there's hardly any difference?? LOL. She's been rather crazy the past two days, making calculators talk and walk. Eee. I'm sitting next to a deranged person who talks to calculators for English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Ben and Jerry's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, time to force myself to study and do my hw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww:((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-5492776641919458396?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/5492776641919458396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=5492776641919458396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/5492776641919458396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/5492776641919458396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-raining-i-love-raind-hurhh-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-8238444337334032926</id><published>2007-04-23T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T22:33:06.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RizCxF-C7KI/AAAAAAAAAGE/J3786olT5WQ/s1600-h/twentythirdapril07+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056630630302018722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RizCxF-C7KI/AAAAAAAAAGE/J3786olT5WQ/s200/twentythirdapril07+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RizCxl-C7LI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zy89HmTxyeA/s1600-h/twentythirdapril07+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056630638891953330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RizCxl-C7LI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zy89HmTxyeA/s200/twentythirdapril07+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm becoming quite the avid blogger. LOL. Okok, looking through all my cam photos today and realized that I do have many many unglam pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall save some for later, like Dionne in her "imma woozy sweet 16" pose, and Lizzie's "I like pulling hoods over my head and carrying purple umbrellas" pose:D:D:D I bet half of the people I took unglam pics of don't even know I took them!! LOL. Beware ah, don't step on my toes, I may have your unglam pics in my very hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHA:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, lost face today:(( Joyce Lee lah. Were running in the rain and turned a corner when Joyce lost balance and slipped, only to grab me and bring me down with her. *Rubs knee*. Blue-black 20 times the size of Joyce's eyes has formed on my knee!!! SECOND TIME Joyce Lee has made me fall!!! Waaa that's it, lost all face in front of jrs and all. Both of us could only sit pathetically on the wet floor and laugh at ourselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS to Handbells and Harp!!! :D:D:D Uber proud of you guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and before I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to choir!!! GO GO XH:D:D:D God will bring you guys through everything, so not a worry!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-8238444337334032926?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/8238444337334032926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=8238444337334032926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/8238444337334032926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/8238444337334032926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-think-im-becoming-quite-avid-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RizCxF-C7KI/AAAAAAAAAGE/J3786olT5WQ/s72-c/twentythirdapril07+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-718266968499403617</id><published>2007-04-23T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T01:35:51.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiuM61-C7DI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jTqld7LxcQk/s1600-h/netballcamp+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056289949201132594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiuM61-C7DI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jTqld7LxcQk/s200/netballcamp+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiuN9F-C7FI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KBIwa62pLLE/s1600-h/sportsday.christabel"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056291087367466066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiuN9F-C7FI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KBIwa62pLLE/s200/sportsday.christabel%27shouse+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JIA YOU to all SYF participants:))) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Special "GO GO GO!!!" to Sherrie and Vanessa. Dancers will be the best "horses giving birth" ever and guzheng, have confidence because no matter what the outcome is, your school will still remain proud of you:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiuM6V-C7CI/AAAAAAAAAFE/xK8UzNmFvRA/s1600-h/baoah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056289940611197986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiuM6V-C7CI/AAAAAAAAAFE/xK8UzNmFvRA/s200/baoah.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Dionne: Don't be so stressed, yeah!! Being stressed causes you to have breakouts, and I think you are the last person on Earth who wants that, right? Haha:D So relax a little and rest more you!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I realize the people around me have been rather lethargic lately, so just wanted to tell you guys (you should know who you are eh, all the library-sleepers. LOL:D) to rest well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rmb, sleep is important!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized it's ironic because I'm typing this late at night. Or early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Morning, people!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. But that's alright because I'm strangly wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized Saturday is a day in which Sherrie and I are not fated. Was trying madly to flag a cab on a sweltering Saturday afternoon, hoping to zoom to the mama shop opposite school for luncho muncho with cell mates before heading to school for cell, when I gave Sherrie a call to find out about her.. uh.. glamorous moments (haha). Discovered that she just happened to have hopped onto the bus and WAS considering having lunch at the same place, just that she decided not to. And so happened that if I had chosen to leave my house a little earlier, I could have reached on time and met her. But nooo, I was kind of lazy to drag myself out. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, no fate:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Lizzie's by anti-cab "charm", I think. Was complaining to her about the intense heat and my disability to catch a cab, and I finally reached to a conclusion to call a cab and put down the phone when only then did a cab magically appear before my very eyes!! &lt;strong&gt;SEEE!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Lizzie chases away cabs. During the entire time I was talking to her no available cabs came. So happened that once I put down the phone, one screeched to a stop for me!!! Either Lizzie has an anti-cab aura which is highly contagious, or God answered our prayers and provided a cab so that we won't be late for cell( :D ). Or maybe both. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. I realized I'm good at taking unglam pics. I think it's my hidden talent!! LOL:D Shall bring cam tomorrow and terrorize Sherrie with the pleated hair:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Evil laughter ensues* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. Great, great show. If you ever have a chance, watch it on Sunday, Channel 5. Cool stuff+blessings= FANTASTICO:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eh Miss Singapore was so... expected? Hmmm thought Peggy had a good answer though:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok shall go sleep now. Monday tomorrow. Whoo, so exciting... (please imagine a monotonous tone)&lt;/p&gt;Night:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S- To my netball angel: Thanks loads for all your sweet messages, cookies etc. Imma happy girl:)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-718266968499403617?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/718266968499403617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=718266968499403617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/718266968499403617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/718266968499403617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/04/jia-you-to-all-syf-participants-special.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiuM61-C7DI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jTqld7LxcQk/s72-c/netballcamp+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-5476631796058848774</id><published>2007-04-18T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T14:55:46.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sports Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiTz_5ah1mI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qSsv0G76ktM/s1600-h/sportsday.christabel"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054432960885937762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiTz_5ah1mI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qSsv0G76ktM/s320/sportsday.christabel%27shouse+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiT1E5ah1tI/AAAAAAAAAE8/eq-IZz-8HUw/s1600-h/sportsday.christabel"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiT0Apah1nI/AAAAAAAAAEM/RcYGijZdgKQ/s1600-h/sportsday.christabel"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO LEE HOUSE GO:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiT0Apah1nI/AAAAAAAAAEM/RcYGijZdgKQ/s1600-h/sportsday.christabel"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054432973770839666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiT0Apah1nI/AAAAAAAAAEM/RcYGijZdgKQ/s320/sportsday.christabel%27shouse+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. One Lee against five chewers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiT1EJah1rI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ofOegFwbX-c/s1600-h/sportsday.christabel"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054434133412009650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiT1EJah1rI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ofOegFwbX-c/s320/sportsday.christabel%27shouse+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherrie the toe-lover. Her braces makes her look like a Primary School kid!!! LOL:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiT0BJah1oI/AAAAAAAAAEU/v6lmePgmpog/s1600-h/sportsday.christabel"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054432982360774274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiT0BJah1oI/AAAAAAAAAEU/v6lmePgmpog/s320/sportsday.christabel%27shouse+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday to YOUUUUU VANESSA!!! :D:D:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiT0BZah1pI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vTK0pk4KnZ8/s1600-h/sportsday.christabel"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054432986655741586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiT0BZah1pI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vTK0pk4KnZ8/s320/sportsday.christabel%27shouse+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We the lost-ers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiT1Epah1sI/AAAAAAAAAE0/8w8yhgZVCYA/s1600-h/sportsday.christabel"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054434142001944258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiT1Epah1sI/AAAAAAAAAE0/8w8yhgZVCYA/s320/sportsday.christabel%27shouse+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. They won't let us in!!! Bo liao. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiT0B5ah1qI/AAAAAAAAAEk/acxTf7ytXUQ/s1600-h/sportsday.christabel"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054432995245676194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiT0B5ah1qI/AAAAAAAAAEk/acxTf7ytXUQ/s320/sportsday.christabel%27shouse+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conducive environment for studying Bio:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. Practical tomorrow is totally spoiling my mood. Arrived home happy today, only to be met with terms like receptacle, rhizomes, and many many more. :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was rather eventful. Class began with repro in Man, and we watched the "giving birth video". OMGAO. Traumatized. Everyone's thinking twice about giving birth. EVER!!! And I think the person who came up with the body parts poem is a rather imaginative and free person, with all the "robin's eggs" and "large grapes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for cell, then for snacking with Joyce the Moyce. Joyce is a deprived kid. For the first time ever today, she tasted Tai Kae Noi seaweed. After a gazillion years since Tai Kae Noi made it's debut, NOW she comes and tries it. Gee, very early hor. Haha. Btw, Joyce also tried Ben and Jerry's for the FIRST TIME EVER just last year. I wonder how she lived without it in the past years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, had a good chat with her and Joy who bumped into us. Hmm realized that CCA leaders have much pressures and problems too. GO GO PL LEADERS:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports Day was like World Renee Embarrasses Herself Day. Er, had to sing the national anthem+school song in front of what, about 2000 students, teachers and parents alike??!!! And I said serdiya twice la. Tsk, so pai seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get a little out of point here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO LEE HOUSE GO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we are 4th, we are still cool:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to embarrasing moments. Then at Christabel's house, Lizzie and I lost the trail, and Lizzie thought she was being smart. "Follow me, I will bring you in the right direction" was what she said, or smthing like that. And fine la, I trusted her, only to find that we were walking in the opp direction of where Christabel's house was -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth floor to seventh floor staircase was so tricky lah. We kept ending up on the eighth floor. Problem with the architechture man. Finally found her house, where we thoroughly lost all face we had!!! Singing loudly, disability to flush toilet (err more of me lah. I decided to be a good citizen and try to save water by using half flush. But nooo. The toilet decided to be un-flushable), etc etc. Happy losing face day. Her whole family was audience to our acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, NAPHA test over. Thanks to my inclined pull-ups, I can't get Gold AGAIN. Every year, the same number. It must be my lucky number eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ok. Shall go and drown myself in Bio terms now. Happy running around the school happily while those taking practical sweat like pigs in the lab, friends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiT1Epah1sI/AAAAAAAAAE0/8w8yhgZVCYA/s1600-h/sportsday.christabel"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-5476631796058848774?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/5476631796058848774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=5476631796058848774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/5476631796058848774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/5476631796058848774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/04/sports-day-go-lee-house-goddd-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RiTz_5ah1mI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qSsv0G76ktM/s72-c/sportsday.christabel%27shouse+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-8222370492289052758</id><published>2007-04-06T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T22:00:17.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Tralala&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Good Friday!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird, because on this very day, we have something to be both happy and sad about. Ultimately, today, I feel an overwhelming gratefulness and awe for what He has done for us:D God is AMAZING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, off to FCBC post-secondary party. Except most of the people there were not post secondary, including us. LOL:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got lost trying to find bus stop. AHH. Darn those things. Finally found the bus stop and met up with Lizzie, Vanessa, Eileen and Anna (who's my twin. Miss Gan once again reminded me that I look like her -.- LOL!! Plus she's the same height as me. GO 172s!!!) and off to Marine Parade, where Wei Kee arrived and off we went for macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the shock of my life when I suddenly saw Dory waving to me, then heard Charlotte's voice. Goodness, they were actually having a class outing with Miss Kok at the party??!! Haha. Anyway was good seeing them:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a pretty good time there, then took a bus ALL ALONE on the second deck to Tampines!!! YAY:D:D:D I'm so proud of myself!!! LOL. And no, I didn't get lost. WHOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Sherrie Louie there, and we went to Expo in hopes of going to her church. But NOOOOO, we were kena rejected:( We were kind of late and the hall was already full. Feeling lost and dejected, we headed to Orchard, and spent no more than 15mins there before my Dad called me for dinner -.- Ok we are not fated today. She's my official eating buddy, though. She keeps force-feeding me stuff. Haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the Magic Party on Thursday. I came to a sudden and shocking realization when it finally sunk into me that all my clique members, except me, are from Chew. Oh goodnesss, I was left all alone with no one to lunch with as they all zoomed away to house meeting. BOOO:( But it's alright, I still love LEE!!! Even though we have.. er.. not that great points but we are still cool. MUAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found myself talking to Gigi again in the PB room, all alone. Typing out emo emo things and listening to music. Off f0r magic party after that, which was pretty cool:D I'm a blur volunteer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to Lizzie whom I think has been pretty emotional the past few days, CHEER UP:D There are certain things that are not in our hands and are beyong our control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-8222370492289052758?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/8222370492289052758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=8222370492289052758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/8222370492289052758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/8222370492289052758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/04/tralala-its-good-friday-its-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2287997966516479270.post-2761340662351465993</id><published>2007-04-01T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T23:50:12.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rg-3XuamjrI/AAAAAAAAADs/fHLPKID2Ijs/s1600-h/Photo+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048455325530099378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rg-3XuamjrI/AAAAAAAAADs/fHLPKID2Ijs/s320/Photo+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rg-3X-amjsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/q_Ywe8bIJ0Y/s1600-h/Photo+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048455329825066690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rg-3X-amjsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/q_Ywe8bIJ0Y/s320/Photo+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rg-3YOamjtI/AAAAAAAAAD8/npYSiCy7jao/s1600-h/Photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048455334120034002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rg-3YOamjtI/AAAAAAAAAD8/npYSiCy7jao/s320/Photo+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;YAY:D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures taken by Terri, my new found lover in the comp lab. Cool cool Apple computer = my new love.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I've taken a liking to naming computers. While waiting for that Lizzie, I stoned in the PB for ages, and talked all day long to my new found friend, Gigi the Analog computer:D:D:D She's my confidante!!! So much fun talking to her. WHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking to Sherrie Koh Louie now. OMGOMGOMG. She's super rubbish!!! We have decided to name our children as follows, Repro and Duction. Apparently Sherrie is reading too much of Bio.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I can't stop laughing. ARGHHH!!! SHERRIE KOH LAH!! Put that stupid TV show idea in my head. Just don't ever mention to me the word yellow ever again. I'll burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poof. Louie Pafooie is trying to create scandals revolving around me. Haha she'll owe me loads of milo dinos, wait and see:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized I have not named this comp yet. Hmmm.. I KNOW!!! I SHALL NAME HER PI!!! Yay. Reminds me of food. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grrr. E-mail is annoying me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-2761340662351465993?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/2761340662351465993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=2761340662351465993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/2761340662351465993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/2761340662351465993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/04/yayd-pictures-taken-by-terri-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rg-3XuamjrI/AAAAAAAAADs/fHLPKID2Ijs/s72-c/Photo+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-3634228436464660630</id><published>2007-03-17T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T23:08:59.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Renee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Renww&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rene&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Renee Lai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reenee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was suddenly inspired to list my many names:D Plenty, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANW. I'm a happy girl now:D Girl-who-has-eaten-yummy-food= &lt;em&gt;HAPPY &lt;/em&gt;girl. Alright:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family explored Central, the new shopping mall, today. Not a very good entrance though. Path leading to the carpark was WHOAA. Winding round and round and round and round, until all of us got headaches&gt;:( Layout of shopping centre is pretty messy as well, with "bridges" and escalators here, there and everywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had many new shops which I've never seen around town before, so that's good:D Plus the shops are all having mega discounts. I saw shoes for $9.90?? And it's not bad too, just that I don't wear heels-.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took a look at beloved Hibiki-turned-Sho-U. Cool deco:D Their entrance was red, then it led to a totally black area, then a completely blindingly white area. I like:D Also had pathways leading to rooms such as the 'family room' and 'couple room'. Cool cool:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Err dinner at another jap restaurant. Not too good? Chocolate mousse was like frozen ice cream in a plastic heart-shaped cup. Loved the genchai tea though. &lt;em&gt;Green tea+boiled brown rice=MMM:D&lt;/em&gt; Yes, it sounds gross but it's really very nice:D Hokkaido ice-cream after that, yummy!!! Walked off our full bellies along Clarke Quay. Pretty:D Clarke Quay has changed loads since I last visited. Used to go there to eat chicken rice and buy mini bears. I miss those times.. no stress, just &lt;strong&gt;happy-go-lucky-ness&lt;/strong&gt;. Poof.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm. Thinking back, I realized I really do have loads to thank God for:D I've been constantly told that I really am lucky to be in this position, and I do agree. Really thank God for bringing me here, putting me through everything, and being with me every step of the way:D Everything I have learnt is &lt;u&gt;priceless&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;xioahui~~ hahahaha says:&lt;br /&gt;renee's chinese name: dan tou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;xioahui~~ hahahaha says:&lt;br /&gt;it's for smart dudes like MEEE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I agree with you. XH is so &lt;u&gt;rubbish&lt;/u&gt;. LOL:D But, thanks for all the encouragement:D:D:D You take care of youself too, yeah:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;{ C e l e s t e } says:&lt;br /&gt;Me, nice and fair as always...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she says I'm full of myself -.o LOL. Anyway, take care of yourself too, LT:D Don't worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfwCfQiBLoI/AAAAAAAAADM/GQ3CWtoJSyU/s1600-h/lovecliquecircle.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042909303548227234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfwDSwiBLqI/AAAAAAAAADc/gcCWGdHY44g/s320/lovecliquecircle.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042909303548227250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfwDSwiBLrI/AAAAAAAAADk/iSDlD1LYip0/s320/lovecliquecircle2.bmp" border="0" /&gt; Circle of &lt;u&gt;lurrrvee&lt;/u&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfwCfgiBLpI/AAAAAAAAADU/9qwghdv66RY/s1600-h/lovecliquecircle2.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfwCfgiBLpI/AAAAAAAAADU/9qwghdv66RY/s1600-h/lovecliquecircle2.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfwCfgiBLpI/AAAAAAAAADU/9qwghdv66RY/s1600-h/lovecliquecircle2.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-3634228436464660630?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/3634228436464660630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=3634228436464660630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/3634228436464660630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/3634228436464660630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/03/renee-renww-rene-renee-lai-reenee-was.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfwDSwiBLqI/AAAAAAAAADc/gcCWGdHY44g/s72-c/lovecliquecircle.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-5551467613604507183</id><published>2007-03-16T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T11:19:03.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Because prefects rock:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY finally finished uploading pics. &lt;em&gt;WHEE:D&lt;/em&gt; After lots of chasing from Sherrie Koh Lu Yi. BOOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr innocently talking to people when ELINE butted Lai Theng away and spammed. LOL. And Sherrie forced me to say this: SHERRIE IS &lt;em&gt;SOOOO&lt;/em&gt; tanned. YAY!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for G12 conference today. First time going to FCBC:D Enjoyed worship+message lots. Had to leave in the middle a good sharing of message though:( Met Eileen for lunch before that. HLM macs is packed with PL-Lites can. So scary. Both of us touched on our favourite subject of XH and her height. LOL:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Synapse comm debrief yesterday. ECP-ed and took a bus for the second day in a row. YAY:D Be proud of me. LOL. Pretty cool sitting at the front of the second deck of the bus. Took pics for the first time having my cam. Haha. Realized taking pics can be rather addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vanessa and Lizzie &lt;u&gt;abandoned&lt;/u&gt; poor Clara and me at ECP, and guys &lt;u&gt;pangseh-ed&lt;/u&gt; us and went cycling. Poor unable-to-cycle me and poor-have-to-lug-comm-presents-around Clara had to resort to sitting on plastic bags and eating chips. Ah well. had fun doing that:D Waddled around after that, before playing touch rugby+captain's ball with the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then off to Changi Airport, where I was sleeping &lt;strong&gt;peacefully&lt;/strong&gt; before I found out two people have loads of free sms-es to spare. LOL. Little bit of conflict when we arrived, but everything was okay after that:D Ate until 11 (don't know how we did that), received gifts filled with sticky marshmallows, then panicked home. Taxi driver was bringing Sherrie, Clara and me down some ulu-ated road and we were kind of freaked out. Haha. Luckily for me my sis and mum did not kill me. Hopefully everything on Sherrie and Clara's side is alright too:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okaayy. Time for pics now. WHOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rfq82wiBLVI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UpW5HLZTIdM/s1600-h/synapseouting+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042550381721234770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rfq82wiBLVI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UpW5HLZTIdM/s320/synapseouting+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We so cool:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rfq83AiBLWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sfgf_yVT_wM/s1600-h/synapseouting+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042550386016202082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rfq83AiBLWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sfgf_yVT_wM/s320/synapseouting+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks as though there's smoke coming out from Vanessa's mouth. LOL:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfrFKAiBLlI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ea8W4qSyu-I/s1600-h/synapseouting+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042559508526739026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfrFKAiBLlI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ea8W4qSyu-I/s320/synapseouting+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty ECP:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfrFJwiBLkI/AAAAAAAAACs/x4C5sAnjXKg/s1600-h/synapseouting+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042559504231771714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfrFJwiBLkI/AAAAAAAAACs/x4C5sAnjXKg/s320/synapseouting+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty clouds:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfrBswiBLhI/AAAAAAAAACU/UljTYJ6sp-g/s1600-h/synapseouting+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042555707480682002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfrBswiBLhI/AAAAAAAAACU/UljTYJ6sp-g/s320/synapseouting+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pangseh-ers and the nice and innocent (Clara and meee:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfrBtAiBLiI/AAAAAAAAACc/n9B0LrzWTlM/s1600-h/synapseouting+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042555711775649314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfrBtAiBLiI/AAAAAAAAACc/n9B0LrzWTlM/s320/synapseouting+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We so cool too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfrIRgiBLnI/AAAAAAAAADE/mvzP7lH7_4E/s1600-h/synapseouting+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042562935910641266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfrIRgiBLnI/AAAAAAAAADE/mvzP7lH7_4E/s320/synapseouting+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Synapse comm 2007:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042559517116673634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfrFKgiBLmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/u7dBNxbXonI/s320/synapseouting+0372.JPG" border="0" /&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;&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;&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;Sherrie and meeee (that rhymes:D)!!! She's pretending her splotches of &lt;u&gt;red&lt;/u&gt; is a tan. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY. &lt;em&gt;Pics galore&lt;/em&gt; (aglore-according to Sherrie:D) !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sherrie and Lizzie are being &lt;u&gt;Chee Ko Peks&lt;/u&gt;. They are drooling over the Miss Beautiful Twins or whatever it is on tv lah. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sherrie: Let's turn around in circles says:&lt;br /&gt;wahweeeee my slaiva is flowing like free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;[35]ELIZABETH(: Cycling withdrawal symptoms, har har says:&lt;br /&gt;everyone looks so prrrreeeetttiiiiieeeeee!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perverts. Haha:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-5551467613604507183?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/5551467613604507183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=5551467613604507183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/5551467613604507183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/5551467613604507183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/03/because-prefects-rockd-yay-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/Rfq82wiBLVI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UpW5HLZTIdM/s72-c/synapseouting+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-888959445324388110</id><published>2007-03-15T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T12:11:14.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfjBTwiBLRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VlAi29Qzg70/s1600-h/renee+and+mee.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; I can &lt;u&gt;finally&lt;/u&gt; post up pictures!! Spent hours trying to upload pictures for the first time in my life, only to find that blogger had a problem-.o Cheat my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poof. Photos are from Sentosa-ing with clique, taken by Amandal's cool new cam and tripod stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfjBUQiBLTI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WAVMW7oOGE4/s1600-h/triplelvoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041992336620465458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfjBUQiBLTI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WAVMW7oOGE4/s320/triplelvoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh-ho-ho they love me so:D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041992332325498146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfjBUAiBLSI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xpgrxZA5pZU/s320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amandal attempting to look cool. LOL:D I realize we are both rather tall (hint hint)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-888959445324388110?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/888959445324388110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=888959445324388110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/888959445324388110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/888959445324388110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/03/huggables.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_5X-4Q2QWZtM/RfjBUQiBLTI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WAVMW7oOGE4/s72-c/triplelvoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2287997966516479270.post-7438696882379180617</id><published>2007-03-14T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T00:57:11.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YAY NEW BLOG!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Thought it was time for a change. Anyway, was reading past entries from my blog, and discovered some rather amusing things:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the quotes begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Synapse dance practice today.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Sherrie started violating me first, then Xioa Hui. They were shaking their butts DIRECTLY at me and cornered me until I fell onto the sofa. Sherrie and Xioa Hui ah, please, restrain your raging hormones:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comment&lt;/strong&gt;: Yes, until today, Sherrie and Xioa Hui still behave so outrageously. The crazy bunch of people:D This year's Synapse was the same, although Sherrie is out of the picture. Xioa Hui and her crazy bumping reigns!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AHAHAHAHAHA. Almost finished with my holiday hw. Left with 3 qns of English(which I have no idea how to do) and A Maths(which I also have no idea how to do). I feel so accomplished...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comment&lt;/strong&gt;: Sounds oh too familiar. Haha. Was just thinking of the difficult English compre+pile of A Maths HW dumped on my table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok. That's all:D I realise I do not blog much. Yes, yes, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, clique outing/Joyce's really late birthday outing yesterday:D WHOO!! Sentosa first, then Vivo. Had loads and loads of fun. &lt;u&gt;Love my clique:D&lt;/u&gt; Ate lots of sushi, sausages and melted cakes. Proceeded to waddle aimlessly in the waters and play frisbee. Dearest Amandal (once again) took MANY MANY MANY pictures. I think half our day was spent smiling at her camera. LOL:D But pics were really cool and nice though. Waiting for more to be sent from Twinnie (HINT HINT).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent a short time in Vivo shopping around and all. Had the Miss Innocent and Natural (or smth like that) competition. Rubbish lah!! LOL. Sherrie and I decided not to care. Anw no prizes, no fun! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took many more pics, then clique had to leave, leaving Sherrie and me to eat dinner. BAHH. So scary. LOL. Sherrie thinks she has a tan, but noooooo!!! She's in a state of delusion, please. I only see red splotches. HEE:D That girl is CRAZY:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a MRT then bus home. Stop giving me the surprised look. LOL. Yes, I didn't take a taxi. Happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRT-ed with Sherrie and realized that I'm really a slow person. NOT MY FAULT!!! News travels to me rather slowly. Haha. Talked to Lizzie on the way home, just in case I got abducted. Then someone could get help:D And three stops are credible, okay!!! Not my fault my home is near to the bus stop:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, realized that term really is ending soon:( I really want to make the best out of the remaining time before handover. How time flies. But the journey thus far has been so very fulfilling. &lt;em&gt;I LOVE MY TEAM:D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2287997966516479270-7438696882379180617?l=clapandpoof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/feeds/7438696882379180617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2287997966516479270&amp;postID=7438696882379180617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/7438696882379180617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2287997966516479270/posts/default/7438696882379180617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clapandpoof.blogspot.com/2007/03/yay-new-blog-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>boom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05786050841803628206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
