<?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-36165449</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:56:56.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazedLooks</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoric-limelight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36165449/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://euphoric-limelight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11017816777892848658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36165449.post-9083699333735031187</id><published>2008-08-30T17:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T18:30:05.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teacher's day :D</title><content type='html'>september holidays are here and its time to catch up on work! but thats such a boring subject. Teachers Day was way more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The celebration in school was good. We started off with ACES day which was vertical race for the grads. e3 didnt win anything but it was the working together as a class thing that was fun. A few guys got ropeburn from lowering the bag but i dont think they minded much. I got my one years worth of exercise that day (i'm lazy, so sue me!), thank god i didn't fall down again like last year during the circuit run. that was really embarrassing. =/we ran up and down three stories three times. and i didnt die of exhaustion or anything. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the pretzel-turned-cookies were a success! They tasted good and looked good. Not better than famous amos of course, but delicious all the same. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance was faaabulous. the first year without band, guzheng or any of the other preforming groups was a good change. More time for the students to perform and a shorter day for the rest of us - yay! :D I love love love loved &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masketeers&lt;/span&gt; (however its spelled) and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my heart will go on&lt;/span&gt; by linette accompanied by dominic on the piano. Both were fabulous. :D i  knew there was talent in zhonghua, but not singing and dancing! i got a real shock when i saw these two perform. The clapping and cheering that year was so much more than the other years all put together! It really was THAT spectacular/amazing/breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met shufen at long john silvers afterwards to study abit. i was late, as usual, cause i had to do some errands for grandma. aw, arent i sweet? xD&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i bought food and when i brought it back to the table, my entire tray toppled over. The drink cap came off so i lost my sprite and the fries scattered on the floor with my wallet which was soaked in my drink. gah, that was really embarrassing, the only  thing saved was the fish, which was kinda dipped in sprite too. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily the staff there were nice, so i got a free plate of fish combo 1 to replace my destroyed one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating, we wanted to go to the toilet. so i looked for my phone to take it with me. for safety and all. but surprise,surprise! i couldnt find my phone! i thought i left it on the tray and threw  it away with my first meal. So yeah, i panicked. but hey! if you were absent-minded me, you'd think that way too! so dont judge me, haha. i'm not dumb, just really forgetful. sigh. so i told the staff and they helped me search the trash while searched elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the girls sitting beside us said they'd found a colourful phone at the counter. I was SO relieved when i heard that but the felief was totally overshadowed by the embarrasment/humiliation i felt. i made the guy search the trash for NOTHING. oh my gosh i felt like a big fat loser lol. AHH! i wanted to bury my head in the ground!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so my phone was located, it was with the staff so i went for my toilet-break while they looked for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i came back, the manager asked me f i got my phone back. Confused, i shook my head. and again, bada-bing-bada-boom. his staff gave my phone to THE WRONG PERSON. apparently a girl from school-which-shall-not-be-named (*hint: uniform of brown skirt and white blouse) claimed the phone from her, saying it belonged to her...&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT THE HELL??????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;according to shu, i looked super calm. But trust me, i was just shocked beyond words. Just my luck! some stupid  girl had the nerve to take MY precious phone! AHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;i wanted bash her into a pulp. GRRRR. I lost my wallet and phone in a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, they promised and apologised endlessly for the mistake and the girl who gave the phone to the whitely girl went to look for her. I tried to do my work while waiting but simply couldn't concentrate. We tried to call my phone with shu's phone but of course, call rejected. At least she had brains if she didnt have integrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what seemed like ages, the woman came back and with my phone. She told us that apparently the girl's boyfriend was pissed that the phone had been found. He apparently tried to hit her. again, WTF? it was MY bloody phone. What kind of uncultured tramp would hit someone who was right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to go to long john silvers at 5 to "settle" the problem. which. was just. dumb. I guess he wanted to gather his gang to some and intimidate us or smth. We waited so eagerly for him to come. But he never showed his butt-ugly face. what a ball-less creep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my phone a good wipedown after what i heard. Who knows what he did with his girlfriend before they touched my phone? Any guy dumb enough to threaten that way was uncontrolled enough to go all the way and more with his girl. i wasn't risking cooties on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;No Hell Way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were disappointed. We'd planned out how to embarrass those zero-IQ bengs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rant at them using our fabulously profound english  mixed with the hokkien/teochew explicitives that they're accustomed to so it'd be dumbed down enough for them to understand.&lt;br /&gt;2. When they look like theyre gonna hit us cause they don't know what else to do, tell them i'm a karate black belt, and shufen's got a killer wooshy finger-hold. So Bring It On.&lt;br /&gt;3.laugh in their stunned faces and prance away. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HEE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the excitement's over and my phone is back where it belongs, time for some random pictures! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkc4pYivOI/AAAAAAAAAJg/6-OrXkio-vM/s1600-h/DSC02729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkc4pYivOI/AAAAAAAAAJg/6-OrXkio-vM/s320/DSC02729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240251400929328354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;certificates of merit for CCA :D and i am so totally a staff sergeant =( dumb old type hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkdR4v1PAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EZYfl3vZIIo/s1600-h/DSC02799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkdR4v1PAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EZYfl3vZIIo/s320/DSC02799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240251834550270978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trina's and my shoe. pretty ballet flats.&lt;br /&gt;After To Kill A Mockingbird play at jubilee hall, on the mrt home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkdR5LQHgI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yv3OCZj_1DA/s1600-h/DSC02800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkdR5LQHgI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yv3OCZj_1DA/s320/DSC02800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240251834665278978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey waddya know! same shoe size! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkdHRlOQzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fG4dhp0XjGM/s1600-h/DSC02787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkdHRlOQzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fG4dhp0XjGM/s320/DSC02787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240251652238099250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and jasmine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkdHdeu5YI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Lta7XcmpAqk/s1600-h/DSC02790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkdHdeu5YI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Lta7XcmpAqk/s320/DSC02790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240251655432103298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessica~ almost decade old friend! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkdHnJN-xI/AAAAAAAAAKY/YjWysw0gJUk/s1600-h/DSC02793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkdHnJN-xI/AAAAAAAAAKY/YjWysw0gJUk/s320/DSC02793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240251658026220306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trina and jessica. Two retards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkdHijPfzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_1AZIguOAMw/s1600-h/DSC02796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkdHijPfzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_1AZIguOAMw/s320/DSC02796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240251656793194290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carissa and charmaine, Photographers of the Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkdH-j-7dI/AAAAAAAAAKo/_ei7g3-MQQY/s1600-h/DSC02798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkdH-j-7dI/AAAAAAAAAKo/_ei7g3-MQQY/s320/DSC02798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240251664312495570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica and Cheryl. What's kezzie doing there? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkc4ogbTSI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Qm_BG-kSYFc/s1600-h/DSC02779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkc4ogbTSI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Qm_BG-kSYFc/s320/DSC02779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240251400693959970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkfbhV6I3I/AAAAAAAAALI/1gIy_F9LqCE/s1600-h/DSC02785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkfbhV6I3I/AAAAAAAAALI/1gIy_F9LqCE/s320/DSC02785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240254199089472370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and kez :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkc4yOTSjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/F1ibIpFlTkg/s1600-h/DSC02783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkc4yOTSjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/F1ibIpFlTkg/s320/DSC02783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240251403302292018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the photographer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkc41RH_KI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ZooULDq_2nU/s1600-h/DSC02786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkc41RH_KI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ZooULDq_2nU/s320/DSC02786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240251404119440546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cheryl the super excitable girl lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkdR39MRsI/AAAAAAAAALA/57TjXd841Js/s1600-h/DSC02856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h59Hn2UXkig/SLkdR39MRsI/AAAAAAAAALA/57TjXd841Js/s320/DSC02856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240251834337871554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BC's hamper of chicken essence. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36165449-9083699333735031187?l=euphoric-limelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://euphoric-limelight.blogspot.com/feeds/9083699333735031187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36165449&amp;postID=9083699333735031187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36165449.post-8283948322742237133</id><published>2007-11-25T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T13:20:26.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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