<?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-20881067</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:13:45.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAH</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jessica</name><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>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20881067.post-114839492133858231</id><published>2006-05-23T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T07:35:21.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MOVED - &lt;a href="http://www.jessicayip-.blogspot.com"&gt;www.jessicayip-.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed the stupid name only (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114839492133858231?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114839492133858231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114839492133858231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114839492133858231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114839492133858231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/05/moved-www.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114839044699114262</id><published>2006-05-23T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T06:20:47.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tmr might be the last tday that I'm sitting with abigail, I'm so sad ):&lt;br /&gt;Abigail will be the best of the best partner I've ever gotten (: I hope I can sit with GWYNNA next term, but doubt so after Mr Lim suggested the 1-3-3-1 plan. I bet and chop that I'll be at the 1.&lt;br /&gt;I ran for half an hour today and I saw Qian Wei on the way, could recognise because of her wonderful and unique build (: oops!&lt;br /&gt;I went home to get some money and set off to get some milk and I realised that I took RM money and a few Sing coins, So I could only get the 200ml HL milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What can I ever do to please you? Since everything that I've done isn't enough to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114839044699114262?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114839044699114262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114839044699114262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114839044699114262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114839044699114262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/05/tmr-might-be-last-tday-that-im-sitting.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114830140881879088</id><published>2006-05-22T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T05:36:48.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH! ARGH ARGH! I'm suppose to be happy today, but YOU SPOILT MY EVENING. ARGH, I'm so tired today. Rushing from places to places to get my i/c done and to attend trng at the same time. AND WHAT I WANTED WAS PEACE, JUST PEACE. And you said something hurtful that insulted my intelligence. I KNOW I FAILED MY BLOODY E MATHS, I'm not the only one. SO STOP SAYING I'VE GOT NO BRAINS OR WHATSOEVER. If I were to say ALL your bad points, you can prepare to jump off the building. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!Okay, I don't want to blog about you, I'll just blurt out things I'm not suppose to say. KUNDUSAMI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114830140881879088?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114830140881879088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114830140881879088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114830140881879088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114830140881879088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/05/argh-argh-argh-im-suppose-to-be-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114813566286618211</id><published>2006-05-20T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T07:34:23.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY DAY was spent with MING HWEE today (: met her for tuition. First time I ever listen in class and understand EVERYTHING she say, I can even tell you what she said to Ming hwee! Okay, so after tuition, we were supposed to do some workout in the gym, but we decided not to. So we went to eat! FRUIT TART AND FRENCH FRIES (: Went home and saw my sister and her family in my house. RENFRED SO CUTE, HE KICKED MY STOMACH AND STEP ON MY B***S. ): But it's not flat yet, like PRISCILLA TAY'S one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAIN POINT IS : I EXERCISED TODAY and I FELT REALLY HAPPY. Ran to Bishan Stadium and back with MING HWEE, wanted to drop by at Zoe's house but she wasn't at home. Went home and skipped 1000 times. SO PROUD OF MYSELF. STUDY NOW :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114813566286618211?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114813566286618211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114813566286618211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114813566286618211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114813566286618211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-day-was-spent-with-ming-hwee-today.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114810168346020029</id><published>2006-05-19T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T22:08:03.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH, I'm not going training today. Because I'm going tuition and then gym with Ming Hwee later. HOW SAD ):&lt;br /&gt;I shall announce that YAP RUIYI is my S*X QUEEN and when she's PMS-ing, I'll get her a VIBRATOR, WHIP, HANDCUFFS, CONDOMS and I can't rmb. I'm her MARKET EXPERT (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABIGAIL, We've only less than a week more to sit together, I'm so going to miss you a lot. Without you sitting next to me, no one is going to nag at me to do homewk and stuff. NOONE is going to help me pack my stuff and throw my rubbish. NOONE is going to help me to pick up my rubbish than i littered on the floor. NOONE is going to remind me to bring thermometer. NOONE is going to remind me that there's test. NOONE is going to NAG AT ME ANYMORE. I LOVE YOUR NAGGING A LOT, ABI! But i love you more. &lt;3s! I'll miss you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE, please visit &lt;a href="http://www.singingismycareer.blogspot.com"&gt;www.singingismycareer.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm uploading my pictures now at IMAGESTATION, and I tried uploading 10 pictures but only 2-3 was successful. 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I guessed I didn't skipped much, I don't feel happy at all. We took our height and weight during PE, I don't know if I gained or lost. Because I weigh 4x at home but 4y in school. I'll trust the school one (: I DIDN'T GROW TALLER. Still the same bus number height. MY SISTER'S HEIGHT IS THE SAME AS MINE. So angry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social studies, we went AVA to watch some emily show, we watched the censored part when Miss Ang wasn't around. OMG! And I watched till I nose bleed, So I ran to the toilet. I HATE IT, the taste of the blood and everything. It's gross, esp when I blew the blood clot out.&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember part of the day, really forgot everything. How I wish I'm at Japan now, with CAT! and we'll go shopping today without perspiring. OHHHH, I MISS HER LIKE SHIT. AND SHE'S CHATTING WITH ME NOW, you better buy A LOT of stuff for me. BEAUSE your good friend here is helping you to take down what we did in school for the past 2 days! :D&lt;br /&gt;Most of us were sad today, mainly because of the results. &lt;strong&gt;CHEER UP CAROL! &lt;em&gt;I'll be there for you. &lt;/em&gt;Don't be sad, what matters most is our O level.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim said that he received a lot of comments from other teachers about me. ): I bet meet-the-parent session wouldn't be great at all. I just realised that every year, since Pri 1, I've never worry for meet-the-parent session, except for this year. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also realised that Gwynna and I love to put Wenjie's and our picture as our dp, because she brings our beauty out (: She's so funny, esp during lunch time, she almost fell into the drain and AYE, so many funny things. She's the reason to make me laugh &lt;3s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy to blog now (:&lt;br /&gt;Training tmr, WORK HARD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114804817950653750?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114804817950653750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114804817950653750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114804817950653750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114804817950653750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-thing-i-did-in-morning-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114786572003339348</id><published>2006-05-17T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T04:35:20.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TSK, I really regretted checking PTS, or maybe, regretted not studying hard and regretted doing all the last minute revising. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to exercise now, to produce endorphins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My first ever red mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Life's so sad, and I can't take everything in a go.  ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114786572003339348?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114786572003339348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114786572003339348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114786572003339348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114786572003339348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/05/tsk-i-really-regretted-checking-pts-or.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114778638269787742</id><published>2006-05-16T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T06:33:02.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;† wan yi ` i've been fighting to let you go; says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT KNOW WHOS SHE LAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JESS/ My mum's shoe size is 5 says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;† wan yi ` i've been fighting to let you go; says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is she guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JESS/ My mum's shoe size is 5 says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously is a SHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANYI, Know your genderS well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAINING TODAY (:&lt;br /&gt;Mum scolded me when i called home after training, she said I've been out till late these few days and she don't want it to happen again ): SHE SCOLDED ME.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, training was okay, I feel good (: managed go at constant pace for all the sets. Did different workout today, wanted to go into the track and do as many 'run 400m,walk 100m' sets. But, the stadium's used for football match and I asked Mr Lim if there'll be any famous footballers (: Apparently, NO!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, WAIT, before I forget. I need to write this in my track journal. Running places and bouncing running.&lt;br /&gt;Continue. OH, very few people went because it wasn't complusory. But I had a wonderful training. We did 4 rounds (1 set), then run up the stairs, down then one big round (1 set), one whole big round round the stadium (2 sets) and I can't remember one more, or maybe there wasn't any. So cool down, and went back home with MORON :D She's so sad, so am I. Everyone's sad.  But she had me, I had her, so we're happy. OKAY, crap. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MORON,&lt;/span&gt; don't be sad about anything, when you have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm all that you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114778638269787742?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114778638269787742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114778638269787742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114778638269787742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114778638269787742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/05/wan-yi-ive-been-fighting-to-let-you-go.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114769948296472393</id><published>2006-05-15T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T06:24:42.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm depressed today after school because of a few things, everything that happened today seemed bad (: the only good thing will be that i have PRISCILLA TAY with me :D&lt;br /&gt;Shant talk about it lah, just some minor and major problems (: AND AND, i had wenjie too! To tell me stuff, and she started singing ): HAHAHA. &lt;3s!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114769948296472393?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114769948296472393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114769948296472393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114769948296472393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114769948296472393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-depressed-today-after-school.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114760250606307377</id><published>2006-05-14T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T03:28:26.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEEEE (:  Today's the finals for the I SOUND LIKE MY MUM contest (: WE LOST ): ): because OF A SUPID SHOE SIZE. If I KNEW my mum's shoe size was 5 instead of 4.5, we'll have already won the $3888! Just because of that question, we had to go for a tiebreaker (: and we lost ): because their questions were so difficult. AYE! shant talk about it, my mum and I are busy people, we don't have time for SPA and HOTEL (like real).&lt;br /&gt;The food are quite nice there at M Hotel Cafe 2000, they serve really nice curry. And the place is nice with cool air-con. Nice toilets and lift. AYE! I really don't wat to talk about it, SO SAD. SHOES SHOES SHOES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that, and I went Heartland Mall with belly, because she wanted to go out and I didn't want to stay home either. And we bought the same ear studs and chopsticks which we're going to use in school tomorrow. HMMM, what I can remember is that i embarassed her A LOT A LOT. And the first thing she said to me was, "eh, you hunchback EHHHHH!" ARGH, nothing good comes out from her. And she's my NUMBER ONE GIRLFRIEND, OH OH, we saw BATMAN and BARYNEY, the ugly version one. ALSO, we thought the fruits for the chocolate fondue were for free until we saw, "1 for $1" and belly also said, " I bet the chocolate's like there for 2 days or smth." OH OH! and WE went everywhere. That's all I can remember, i got STM, so this is considered okay (: ANYWAY, pictures to make WYNN angry (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/Picture034.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/th_Picture034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/Picture030.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/th_Picture030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/Picture018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/th_Picture018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/Picture016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/th_Picture016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/Picture014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/th_Picture014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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what can i say about you, AUNTIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, and now this (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JESS/ says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you seen my blgo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im crawling back to you. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yes i have seen your blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im crawling back to you. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im utterly hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im crawling back to you. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i REPEAT I M NOT AN AUNTY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im crawling back to you. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;urghhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JESS/ says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY OKAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JESS/ says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You;'re FASHIONABLE GIRL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im crawling back to you. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, can you change your pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im crawling back to you. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its super unfashionable unlike me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JESS/ says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i blog what you said just now&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im crawling back to you. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yeah man, include this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im crawling back to you. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so cool, i feel so cool. i dress cooly, no one can beat my coolness.&lt;br /&gt;WENJIE WENJIE, TRY HARDER (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114753163629377986?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114753163629377986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114753163629377986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114753163629377986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114753163629377986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-is-so-funny-im-crawling-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114752879345744356</id><published>2006-05-13T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T07:01:43.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEE WHEE. Okay, firstly, I need to tell RUIYI that I'm sorry because I can't go for HER EVENT - PUNGSAI @ LONGKANG! SORRY RUIYI :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, they had fun there too. Should have gone ): because from what Wynn said, it sounded really fun and nice with watermelons and floods.HAHA! Okay, i don't know anything else except that MY NUMBER ONE GIRLFRIEND dressed till super cute with her football jersey. And that MY BESTIE AND MEI MEI dressed in pyjamas and belt. And i can't remember anymore (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I really want to talk about training because it was a killer for me. It was my first time to Ngee Ann Poly training after 4138487 weeks. But I guess the training was good, get to pace with the guys there. So we did 6 sets of 400m, I did only 4 ): because I had a terrible headache. BUT ALL 4 were good, to me (: and after the 400m, did 200m, 5 sets. I lost one of my spike nail when i was running, and found it, not really it, but I found 2 instead (: got to know this girl, and I didn't ask for her name. So i don't knwo who is she, actually, but i know her. OKAY, whatever, I'm crapping. I think I'm going to get asthma soon, because I seriously had difficulties breathing after my last 200m. And Chris was talking to me during our campus run(3.2km), and i kept going, "HUH?" because my ear was blocked! It happens when I'm really tired, so guess today's training was good! And I'm going Ngee Ann training EVERY SATURDAY. So guess my SATURDAYS are taken, No more partying ): on sats.&lt;br /&gt;So after training, went to bath with MING HWEE (: in different cubicles. And we kept throwing our shampoo, facial foam and body wash. AND SHE DIDN'T BRING HER TOWEL, so she got to use the towel she used to wipe her sweat. GROSS! But we're clean :D after training for the 4th time?&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to buy drinks and food (: OH OH, we were talking when we were bathing and we were saying that we should not eat after training, we should drink a lot of water so we'll feel full and we will not eat :D but in the end, i bought 2 packet of hot and spicy potato chips (: I only wanted ONE, but it stuck there so we got to buy another to make the first packet drop :D I HATE THAT MACHINE, NO MORE! And we boarded the bus, 74, it was SO COLD. Freezing like some shit. And we decided to go J8 because the bus was too cold. We went there and crap around and shit around and play around and laugh around. LOVE HER SOOO MUCH (: She's my closest friend in track, besides moron and PRISICLLA TAY (: and alvina and caryn and sarah and everybody else lah. Okay, too lazy to remember anything already, but I've done a good training today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HORNY SONG :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buttons&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Pussycat Dolls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;album: PCD (2005),  PCD [Bonus Track] (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But you keep frontin' (uh)&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' what you gon' do to me (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't seen nothin' (ah)&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But you keep frontin' (uh)&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' what you gon' do to me (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't seen nothin' (ah)&lt;br /&gt;Typical and hardly the type I fall for&lt;br /&gt;I'm liking the physical, don't leave me askin' for more&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sexy mama (mama)&lt;br /&gt;Who knows just how to get what I wanna (wanna)&lt;br /&gt;What I wanna do is bring this on ya (on ya)&lt;br /&gt;Backup all the things that I told ya (told ya, told ya, told ya)&lt;br /&gt;You've been sayin' all the right things all night long&lt;br /&gt;But I can't seem to get you over here to help take this off&lt;br /&gt;Baby can't you see (see)&lt;br /&gt;How these clothes are fittin' on me (me)&lt;br /&gt;And the heat comin' from this beat (beat)&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to blow, I don't think you know&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But you keep frontin' (uh)&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' what you gon' do to me (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't seen nothin' (ah)&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But you keep frontin' (uh)&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' what you gon' do to me (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't seen nothin' (ah)&lt;br /&gt;You say you're a big boy, but I can't agree&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz the love you said you had ain't been put on me&lt;br /&gt;I wonder (wonder)&lt;br /&gt;If I'm just too much for you, wonder (wonder)&lt;br /&gt;If my kiss don't make you just wonder (wonder)&lt;br /&gt;What I got next for you, what you wanna do (do)&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance to recognize that this could be yours&lt;br /&gt;I can see just like most guys that your game don't please&lt;br /&gt;Baby can't you see (see)&lt;br /&gt;How these clothes are fittin' on me (me)&lt;br /&gt;And the heat comin' from this beat (beat)&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to blow, I don't think you know&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But you keep frontin' (uh)&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' what you gon' do to me (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't seen nothin' (ah)&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But you keep frontin' (uh)&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' what you gon' do to me (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't seen nothin' (ah)&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby loosen up my buttons babe&lt;br /&gt;(loosen up my buttons babe)&lt;br /&gt;Baby won't you loosen up my buttons babe&lt;br /&gt;(loosen up my buttons babe)&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby loosen up my buttons babe&lt;br /&gt;(loosen up my buttons babe)&lt;br /&gt;Baby won't you loosen up my buttons babe&lt;br /&gt;(loosen up my buttons babe)&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But you keep frontin' (uh)&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' what you gon' do to me (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't seen nothin' (ah)&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But you keep frontin' (uh)&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' what you gon' do to me (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't seen nothin' (ah)&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But you keep frontin' (uh)&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' what you gon' do to me (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't seen nothin' (ah)&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But you keep frontin' (uh)&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' what you gon' do to me (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't seen nothin' (ah)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114752879345744356?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114752879345744356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114752879345744356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114752879345744356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114752879345744356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/05/whee-whee.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114741126037543681</id><published>2006-05-11T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T22:21:00.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WE QUALIFIED FOR THE FINALS (: of the I SOUND LIKE MY MOM CONTEST :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY! Wen Jie got a new friend, Wen Jie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114741126037543681?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114741126037543681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114741126037543681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114741126037543681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114741126037543681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/05/we-qualified-for-finals-of-i-sound.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114709589737795892</id><published>2006-05-08T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T06:44:57.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY IS THE WONDERFUL-EST DAY (: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I NEED TO ANNOUCE THAT I'VE GOT THE BESTEST BESTEST BESTIE IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE, including Mars, Pluto and other planets (: and she's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WYNN PANG JIE ZHEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (: &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;SUPER DUPER SWEET BESTIE&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I need to thank people now (:&lt;br /&gt;SPECIAL THANKS TO... (:&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;WYNN PANG JIE ZHEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;- she's the sweetest, nicest girl and bestie in the WHOLE universe and NOBODY is allowed steal her away from me. IF NOT, you'll die 189734182 times worse than a cockroach(chop to  your head off) (: I'm really glad and thankful that I've her as my BESTIE (: enough said,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I &lt;3&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WYNN! MUACKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, she gave me a BIG BIG balloon, bigger than what my sis gave me on V.Day and a fish shaped&lt;br /&gt;wooden thing note. She painted it yellow, so BIG and she paint i. SO SWEET (: I really love love love her LOADS and I'm never ever going to let her go. &lt;3s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;EMILY (SISTER)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - She bought me A LOT of stuff from Queensway. She took her polling day (holiday) for my present day. We went Causeway Point first, to get Joanne's present (Hello Kitty soft toy). Then i can't find any nice shoe bag. She bought me a mug there too (: Then, we went Queensway. And she bought me Nike towel ($16), Adidas shoebag ($16) and Nike Shirt ( $33)!!! UBER SWEET (: And it must have cost her a BOMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Joanne Yip Min Yan!!&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She's another sister who's SO SWEET GREAT AND NICE (: she bought me a Tasmania at first, one's that bigger than my butt (so you can imagine how big it is). And later, she bought me a BILLABONG pencil case. Also, she knows I love ice cream cake, so she went to Swens and bought me a 1kg ice cream cake. (: VERY NICE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;MY MAMA (:&lt;/strong&gt; - I called her on Saturday afternoon, to ask her I could get a shirt, she said "Yes, Sure, UNDER MY ACCOUNT." HAHAHAHA. SO NICE! And also, she took her time off, instead of working at HOME, she bought me to Seoul Gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;strong&gt;DADDY!&lt;/strong&gt; - He bought me a cake (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;strong&gt;BROTHER (:&lt;/strong&gt; - Despite being tight in cash, he bought me a necklace, which  I think is SO SO SO SWEET of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) JUNIORS - THANKS FOR THE BEAR AND HER NIKE SHIRT (Refer to previous post). They're the first to celebrate my birthday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHRISTABEL :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - NUMBER ONE GIRLFRIEND WHO FLIRTS A LOT.  Thanks for your flower which I think is going to die in another few hours time, because I've broken the stalk, erm, thrice (: THANKS anyway. My FIRST flower from my girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;TRIBE ( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WYNN!,&lt;/strong&gt; Ruiyi, Chong, Charis, Wendy, ABBS, Gwynna, Julia, Calista!)&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They sang me the sweetest BIRTHDAY SONG EVER. And also, their plan was flawless. OH OH, first,&lt;strong&gt; SPECIAL THANKS TO WYNN AGAIN!&lt;/strong&gt; She's the one who bought the cake late at night and cannot find despite going so many shops (:  OH, continue their flawless plan. So I went to school late, and during Liv3, Calista and Wynn went out to meet Mr Lim for smth which I don't know, she came back and I asked her and she said, I can't remember. THEN THEN THEN! After chemistry, She went away with Calista, I thought what, some secrets that I don't know again. So, I went to the toilet with Abbs. Came out to grab some food and Wenjie came and said, the tribe had smth important to say to us. But i really wanted to get a drink. And Wenjie brought me to the table, and cover my eyes. She then release her hands and they sang birthday song. (: SWEET SWEET SWEET! Blow the candles, make a wish, or i should say, MANY WISHES. Cut the cake and we started eating, with forks from the cake. THEN, we started eating, and smashing the cream and each other's face. I stuff some into Ruiyi's nostrils (: HAHAHAHA, GROSS. I smashed on Chong, Wynn and Ry and Charis! OHOH, and i put some cream and cake into Chong's and Wenjie's Laksa. Cream Laksa (: Cleared up and went up to class. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) The class (3B2) - They sang me 2 birthday song. One on Friday and another on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) the 30 odds people who wished me HAPPY BIRTHDAY via SMS, e-mail and MSN.&lt;br /&gt;11.1) Xavier - Thanks, you were the first. But it's a bit too early. HAHA. THANKS(:&lt;br /&gt;(Wj and Gwy called, they started singing TIAN HUI)&lt;br /&gt;11.2) Jaspreet&lt;br /&gt;11.3) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WYNN&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hers was the most accurate one at 12:00am (: She stayed up just to wish me HAPPY BIRTHDAY right on the dot. THANKS THANKS THANKS (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.4) Wenjie and Gwynna - They finally sang a birthday song for me (:&lt;br /&gt;11.5) Zoe - I'm acting more than my age, you know :D&lt;br /&gt;11.6) NG MING HWEE LAOGONG (: - Your story really sucks, but I like it a lot (:&lt;br /&gt;11.7) Alvina - You were suppose to wish me Happy Birthday, but i don't know why the greeting would link to the election in Aljunied and you so so so wish that PAP will win and they WON.&lt;br /&gt;11.8) Wenjie - Accept you in my band? After that birthday song, You stay your role as a trianguler lah.&lt;br /&gt;11.9) Yunlu - Thank you! I MISS YOU MUMMY (:&lt;br /&gt;11.10) Carolyn - HUGS&lt;br /&gt;11.11) Song Lim - Thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;11.12) Priscilla - You said you stayed up and waited until 12 to send the message, but I only receive it at 1a.m (: THANKS anyway!&lt;br /&gt;11.13) Wanyi - STUPID STUPID STUPID. Sleep so much, worse than a pig!&lt;br /&gt;11.14) FAITHY -&lt;3s! wo ge ai ni duo duo (: Thanks FAITHY PILL!&lt;br /&gt;11.15) Nigel - OH OH. THANKS, and i want A LOT for present.&lt;br /&gt;11.16) Calista - I hope my wish will come true - win that $3888 worth of hotel stay and spa thing!&lt;br /&gt;11.17) Linus - THANKS (:&lt;br /&gt;11.18) Charissa - THANKS JIE. LOVES!&lt;br /&gt;11.19) Phyllis - THANKS (: love that present picture, although I can't open it.&lt;br /&gt;11.20) Jean - THANKS (: Although I don't really know you, but you're really a sweet girl. EX TRACKER! :D&lt;br /&gt;11.21) Yuhui - you didn't get it wrong, your birthday is one week away from mine.&lt;br /&gt;11.22) Gwynna - I LOVE YOU MEI MEI! &lt;3s! I'm so happy that I've met you in Pri ONE until now. MY LONGEST FRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;11.23) Christabel - Thanks GIRLFRIEND (:&lt;br /&gt;11.24) TESS - MUMMY LOVES YOU!&lt;br /&gt;11.25) Chelsie - THANK YOU! Why wet? You went swimming?&lt;br /&gt;11.26) Rebecca Ho - THANK YOU! YOU SCOLDED ME! that's why I wrote this thing.&lt;br /&gt;11.27) Nicole - THANK YOU! It's not very late.&lt;br /&gt;11.28) Joelle - THANK YOU! MUMMY LOVES YOU A LOT. A PAPA. HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;11.29) Eve - SWEET SWEET (: Remember my birthday, so nice. I LOVE MY GF!&lt;br /&gt;11.30) Christabel - She wished me again. 4:03p.m 8th May 2006.&lt;br /&gt;11.31) Mr Lim - THANKS  for that e-mail (:&lt;br /&gt;11.32)&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ABIGAIL, MY USELESS PARTNER AND STUPIDEST PARTNER IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - YOU FREAK! YOU JUST WISHED ME.JUST JUST JUST AFTER I TOLD YOU TO DO SO. AND YOU SAID, "HAPPY BIRHDAY" when it's suppose to be, "happy BELATED birthday!" TSK! Intelligence is not contagious AT ALL! YOU! Go dig your way to Scotland with a spoon AND I'll wait for you so that we can kill MACBETH. YOU CAN'T DIG YOUR WAY THROUGH THE EARTH, THERE'S SMTH CALLED UNWEATHERED ROCKS that we learn in GEOG! TSK TSK, Intelligence is not CONTAGIOUS. REALLY REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;YOU JUST WISHED ME TO DIE!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.33) To those who wished me and I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) &lt;strong&gt;WANYI MORON&lt;/strong&gt; - For you choc (: so sweet! YOU CHEAT MY FEELINGS! I THOUGHT YOU SPIKE YOU HAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) EVERYBODY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THANK YOU VERY VERY MUCH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114709589737795892?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114709589737795892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114709589737795892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114709589737795892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114709589737795892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-is-wonderful-est-day-firstly-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114685310919374651</id><published>2006-05-05T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T20:08:23.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EVERYONE, please VOTE FOR JESSICA AND HER MAMA on 987FM.SEND &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;" MA (space) 13 (space) Your name (space) Your i/c." to 72346&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ( it spells RADIO on your phone) - from Wynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SO SO SO LOVE TODAY (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ESP MY JUNIORS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They really made my day by tricking me into having breakfast with them and singing me a birthday song and gave me a bear and a balloon. I seriously thought that they were having breakfast and maybe discuss about someone we know that's rather impt. But whatever, it's worth cheating my feelings (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh! and BARNEY wished me Happy Birthday although it's not my birthday yet (: But I still liked that.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks all, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SARAH&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CARYN&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ALVINA&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WAN YI moron&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YU NING&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;JIA YING&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SAMANTHA ONG&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;JIA PING&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;QIAN WEI&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;* I hope I didn't miss out anybody's name (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3s!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia Ying,&lt;/strong&gt; you owe me a solo birthday song (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another 1 1/2 years, we'll part. But whatever it is, I'll really treasure this time together that we'll have during trainings and competitions. These memories will never be erased and be part of me forever (: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Lee came to our class to talk to us about yesterday's incident when 10 girls from my class wanted to go home, 2 returned back to class. She really made some sense there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school today, went Cafe Cartel to eat and look for my eyecandy (:&lt;br /&gt;We needed to get out of the class by 2p.m because our school's been used as a polling centre. So everyone were like rushing and rushing. ABI's so kind (: she's bringing all my books home for me. &lt;strong&gt;BEST PARTNER IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Ah Pek, she's got to do some forfeit for no being able to throw the paper into the bin from a distance. So, while was singing, LAO DA (ruiyi) threw some chilli on her face. Pure entertainment (:&lt;br /&gt;So Abi's driver came and we put all out stuff inside, Carol and I sent Jolyn to the bus stop and the rest wait for us in the car. Reached Cartel and Ah Pek left her spects on the road just outside out school, so she went back and took it.&lt;br /&gt;Eyecandy wasn't there ): but still, I had fun.&lt;br /&gt;We had nicknames! weirdest one would be Ruiyi's (XENA LAODA) and Christabel's (BELLY). HAHAHA. So we order a lot of food, and the bill was $117. 1/3 of it come from Wynn and I (: BEST, we're on hunger strike last few days.&lt;br /&gt;When we were about to pay, we realised that we were short of money, so i went to the ATM to get some money out but it was spoilt. So WENNY has to come back to give us some money AND SHE DECIDED TO TREAT US, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and she wants us to write this in our blogs.&lt;/span&gt; THAT SHE TREATED US (: &lt;strong&gt;THANKS WENNY!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/Picture022.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/th_Picture022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/Picture023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/th_Picture023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/Picture055.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/th_Picture055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;(from left to right) : Retard sister (: , the BEAR and HER nike shirt :D , MY &lt;3s!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;- life's wonderful (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114685310919374651?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114685310919374651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114685310919374651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114685310919374651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114685310919374651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/05/everyone-please-vote-for-jessica-and_05.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114674625801141232</id><published>2006-05-04T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T05:37:38.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;EVERYONE, please VOTE FOR JESSICA AND HER MAMA on 987FM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEND &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MA (space)&lt;strong&gt; 13&lt;/strong&gt; (space) Your name (space) Your i/c."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;72346&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ( it spells RADIO on your phone) - from Wynn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU VERY SUPER SUPER MUCH - jessica and christabel( MY #1 GIRLFRIEND WHO HAS 84723498712 GIRLFRIENDS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, i shall blog today. I went home after test today. REALLY SERIOUSLY wasn't feeling well. Slept at home and went to Hougang Polyclinic with PRISCILLA TAY. I LOVE MY MUMMY! she's SO SO SWEET (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, i'm too lazy to blog now. BREAKFAST TOMORROW with fellow trackers. WHAT RUBBISH! breakfast? Never mind, i'll be there to be their source of entertainment (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WANYI MORON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TSK TSK! flirt just RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY NOSE! but NEVER MIND, i'll forgive you (: I LOVE YOU! &lt;3s!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114674625801141232?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114674625801141232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114674625801141232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114674625801141232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114674625801141232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/05/everyone-please-vote-for-jessica-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114648406151984720</id><published>2006-05-01T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T04:47:41.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ATTENTION!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I SAW A SUPER SUPER DUPER DUPER CUTE BUNG AT CARTEL GARDENS! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NO ONE CAN SNATCH MY EYECANDY AWAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;IF NOT, BLAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114648406151984720?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114648406151984720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114648406151984720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114648406151984720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114648406151984720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/05/attention-i-saw-super-super-duper.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114614810206889319</id><published>2006-04-27T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T07:28:22.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SHALL BLOG TODAY! despite my BUSY schedule. because my dearest and sweetest moronic moron blogged about me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a happy day today (:&lt;br /&gt;with TRAINING. but first, blog about school. school was OKAY. except for the chinese test which i think i'll fail because i didn;t study AT ALL and i left blanks for the you-know-what lah.and so many CHIM words which i can't be bothered to try and read so i skipped and ended up not understanding the passage at all. Many things happened in school today, but i guess i forgot (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAINING! happy (:&lt;br /&gt;because Mr Lim praised me :D He said that my stepping was good (:&lt;br /&gt;We were suppose to run 6 rounds around the carpark. So, i ran the first round, and he said too slow, i thought he wasn;t refering to me. Because i was out of breath already and also, i thought i was quie fast until he went, "Jessica! Tooooooooo slow!!" So, no choice but to go faster and i went faster until the 2nd round i wanted to give up until he said, "Good one, Jessica. Keep going. Come on (?)" i can't really remember, but i know i was SO MOTIVATED that i kept that pace for the rest of the rounds. AND he praised me (:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY (:&lt;br /&gt;Because i had fun with the trackers at EVERYONE, and Samantha, Caryn and I were guessing Alvina's riddle which is quite stupid. WE SPEND 45 MINUTES TO SLOVE IT. STUPID ALVI WITH HER STUPID RIDDLE. MING HWEE took my balloon and gave to some baby. SO SAD, but i force her to go take another balloon for me. (: and many other things!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY (:&lt;br /&gt;Because i broke up with MORON for a while because she FLIRTS A LOT and i still remember her 'GF' said, "BYE,GIRLFRIEND!" RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. and MH is her DARLING! but i was thinking, i actually got a lot too. so we patched back (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MORON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I got sooooo many things to tell you, but as you said, " words are short but thoughts are deep." so, short and sweet.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I LOVE YOU! &lt;3s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114614810206889319?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114614810206889319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114614810206889319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114614810206889319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114614810206889319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-shall-blog-today-despite-my-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114588449075166556</id><published>2006-04-24T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T06:14:50.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm so super duper dissapointed with you ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114588449075166556?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114588449075166556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114588449075166556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114588449075166556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114588449075166556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-so-super-duper-dissapointed-with.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114580778663198386</id><published>2006-04-23T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T08:56:26.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>): ystd was 1500m finals. It was an OKAY run, i didn't really push myself for the last round, was really tired. It's like my mind versus my legs. ): how sad. I'm going to train hard for Nationals. It's might be my last time running, or maybe, the last time that i can show what i had done in 2 months. I'm going to train SUPER DUPER VERY BELLY WELLY HARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my homewk today (: It's like my FIRST time going it so seriously, and I felt really happy that i completed my homewk with effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pressed on towards the goal that God had called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114580778663198386?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114580778663198386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114580778663198386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114580778663198386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114580778663198386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/04/ystd-was-1500m-finals.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114528235762812575</id><published>2006-04-17T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T08:51:15.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NAPFA test today ):&lt;br /&gt;I aced my sit up and sit and reach.&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, my standing board jump was like C (168cm) 1 more cm to a B.&lt;br /&gt;My inclined pull-ups and shuttle run was B. Shuttle run was 11.3sec ): another millisecond to get A.&lt;br /&gt;For my standing board jump, I tried like 7 times. jumping, going back,. jumping going back and jumping going back. BUT STILL, i can't reach any better. My measurement was 168cm, and it's suppose to be 169CM!&lt;br /&gt;Shuttle run, i ran for 4 times ): and inclined pull-ups did twice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ystd was Juniors, got into finals and there's only 2 heats. I hope i can run better, like mayb 5:30. pray hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and all the besties problems again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114528235762812575?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114528235762812575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114528235762812575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114528235762812575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114528235762812575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/04/napfa-test-today-i-aced-my-sit-up-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114485223089487056</id><published>2006-04-12T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T07:30:30.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NATIONALS CROSS COUNTRY 2006&lt;br /&gt;The distance's about 4km, although they said it was 3.7km but it's crap because the 200m is like at the 400m mark. I still don't know about my position, only my plus minus timing. The weather was so freaky hot, it was already like HOT inside and when i got onto the LONG LONG stretch of path(?), It was burning my hands, I tried so hard to go a bit faster for the that stretch, but my legs were tired and I'm breathless. 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 &lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/Picture043.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/th_Picture043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/Picture042.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/th_Picture042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/Picture040.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/th_Picture040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114485223089487056?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114485223089487056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114485223089487056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114485223089487056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114485223089487056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/04/nationals-cross-country-2006-distances.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114441192590613984</id><published>2006-04-07T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T05:12:05.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>came back from camp, and i didn't bath and I slept till 7 (: I wanted to bath, but everyone is cutting my queue, so i'll just blog first.&lt;br /&gt;OH, i seriously need to bath. 32 hours since I last bathed :D and I hugged so many people, without them knowing that i didn't bath for so long.&lt;br /&gt;The camp was quite okay, grouping was okay, not every happy with it at first, but on the third day, i realise that actually, my group rocks because we won the campfire performance and also we're only 2 votes behind group 18 to get the Best Group award. I've got the Best Camper, with Sarah Teo :D&lt;br /&gt;can't really remember the camp, but i lost my voice due to over-screaming + shouting because my group at first wasn't even cheering.However, it's good to see some group members cheering like crazy too. Anyway, my voice sucks now.&lt;br /&gt;Ruiyi and Calista only came on thursday because they had competition and they won :D&lt;br /&gt;Calista slept with me and she didn't wanted to sleep because we can't sleep so we were like talking about everything under the Moon.AND I WHISPERED(: we went hut 13, because i saw WenJie and someone from my hut, so ran down with Calista, but they went up already, so we went up to look for them (Ruiyi, Gwynna and WenJie) wanted to sleep with them, but things got bad because the teachers came up and saw us sitting in a circle when we were ready to tell some ghost stories. So, Cal and I got to go back to our own hut and we only slept at 2:30a.m (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GROUP 17, you people ROCK because we're LAPIS, kueh LAPIS - as one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114441192590613984?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114441192590613984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114441192590613984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114441192590613984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114441192590613984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/04/came-back-from-camp-and-i-didnt-bath.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114388910933039055</id><published>2006-04-01T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T03:00:17.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We finished the watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/Picture036.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/th_Picture036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/Picture037.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/th_Picture037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/Picture038.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/th_Picture038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/Picture039.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/th_Picture039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken on &lt;strong&gt;5:55p.m&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6:03p.m&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:18p.m&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;6:48p.m&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114388910933039055?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114388910933039055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114388910933039055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114388910933039055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114388910933039055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/04/we-finished-watermelon.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114388697805866257</id><published>2006-04-01T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T02:28:07.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My sis and I are in the process of finishing half a watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;I shall post some pictures today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/threesome.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/th_threesome.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/WJJESS.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/th_WJJESS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e186/jessicayip-/JIEMEI.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken at Bukit Gombak Stadium during our SPH Relay competition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114388697805866257?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114388697805866257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114388697805866257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114388697805866257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114388697805866257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-sis-and-i-are-in-process-of.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114381832833850955</id><published>2006-03-31T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T07:18:48.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mini's back (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Although it seems like everything is settled, one of us is still stuck there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114381832833850955?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114381832833850955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114381832833850955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114381832833850955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114381832833850955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/03/minis-back-although-it-seems-like.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114372950899395352</id><published>2006-03-30T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T06:38:29.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My day's spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;abi, bought a bookmark for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114372950899395352?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114372950899395352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114372950899395352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114372950899395352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114372950899395352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-days-spoilt.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114364142799728399</id><published>2006-03-29T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T06:10:28.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY SISTER GAVE BIRTH TO &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RYAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TODAY (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114364142799728399?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114364142799728399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114364142799728399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114364142799728399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114364142799728399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-sister-gave-birth-to-ryan-today.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114355281880718977</id><published>2006-03-28T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T05:33:40.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to the doctor today for the insect bites. He asked me not to sratch anymore, if not my blood will blog and I'll have  blue-black, and I'll need to go for blood test.&lt;br /&gt;and i have 3 blue blacks ): The doctor say that I was okay, until i show him the back of my butt-thigh, and he said it was serious. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114355281880718977?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114355281880718977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114355281880718977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114355281880718977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114355281880718977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-went-to-doctor-today-for-insect.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114345917073277144</id><published>2006-03-27T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T03:32:50.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TRACK GATHERING TODAY !&lt;br /&gt;i didn't blog for 2 days about SPH Relay, and i shant blog about it. except that 3/4 of us have got insect bites, like serious ones. Alvina was the worst! and the insect bit my ass (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TRACK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;GATHERING &lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it was fun. Oraganisers are Priscilla Tay, Alvina Lim, Sarah Tan and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JESSICA YIP.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hope everyone enjoyed it. It's good to see how they work and run and act like a kuku together. and also, i think they bonded! :D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice day today, although we left school only at 7p.m and our bags are locked in the classroom and we need to run around from auntie to auntie to get the keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEAREST TRACKERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, if you see this, please comment about the gathering. THANKS. hope you all aren't bored &lt;em&gt;AT ANYTIME AND ANYWHERE &lt;/em&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;happiest day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114345917073277144?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114345917073277144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114345917073277144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114345917073277144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114345917073277144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/03/track-gathering-today-i-didnt-blog-for.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114321273216298744</id><published>2006-03-24T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T07:05:32.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SPORTS DAY (:&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5:30a.m and went Macs at 6am with wynn, ruiyi and calista. bought hotcakes, but I only ate one and left for the stadium. 8 trackers got to go the opening ceremony, so we were practising, Mr Lim came quite early, told him about our plans and he JOGGED the way. (: so happy, he's old yet healthy.spray my hair with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red hairspray&lt;/span&gt;, paint my nails &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red &lt;/span&gt;hairband, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red &lt;/span&gt;sports b-a, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; socks and&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; RED&lt;/span&gt; paint on my face. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ARCHER RULES/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so opening ceremony went on smoothly, went back to continue with stretching. my first event was 200m and it was &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;terrible &lt;/span&gt;): it really spoilt my mood to run. I went to collect my prize with a sad face for my completed event. I bet the person must be thinking that I'm so rude. So 400m came, i thought i was lane 2 ALL ALONG.then Miss Feng said that i was in lane 7. &lt;strong&gt;OUTER LANE&lt;/strong&gt; ): so the race started. I just run and run and run and run and run. and at the 200m mark, i know Jia Yan will be catching up with me because she was right beside me, so i &lt;em&gt;SPRINTED THE WHOLE 200m&lt;/em&gt; to the finishing lime, caught up with her at the 100m/80m mark there. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Lim (coach) say that my 400m was a good one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D That really change my mood, was so happy, happier that winning the trophy. reported and THE TRACK WAS MELTING. it was super disgusting. Ming Ying sat on the track and her pants was RED, HAHA. so my race started, was waiting for joey to pass the baton, so she passed it to me, ran my best (: close up the gap and when i passed Jasmine the baton, we were leading (: and we got first :D went back for prize presentation. Then went up, Ming Ying and I were doing some lion dance. SO STUPID. and I was quite high, practically shouting and cheering for everything and anything. And it was time for the indiv champ and champ house. I didn't get myself ready at all, was talking to Wenjie and Chris, wenjie asked me what if they call my name, and they really call. So i ran down to get the trophy. took some pictures and went up. After the whole thing, sang the school song with PRIDE and sang it LOUDLY.I mean &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. so was packing up after that, went down to have my attendance taken. went up again, and the trackers are already putting their trophies together, we took a lotof pictures with it, we put the trophies in a really nice way. We won about &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;50+ trophies + medals&lt;/span&gt;. (: And we were all taking pictures with it. So proud of the trackers. quite a number of things happen during sports day, but i forgot (:&lt;br /&gt; went lunch at 4+ at Compass Point with them and then I went home, and i didn't even bath and went out of house to tuition.&lt;br /&gt;MY TUITION TEACHER SCOLD ME. infront of the class, not really scold, but was like saying, " Lately, you've been late." she saw me messaging, and she say like I'm so attitute and stuff.She's so mean. Bought a digital watch for $40, it;s &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; (: need one to take my timing during trng. went home. SO TIRED. My father cooked today, out of 3 dish, 2 are spicy, and I'm not eating dinner. So, i ate only a piece of hotcake and Swiss Mushroom blah blah Meal from BK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SPH's tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114321273216298744?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114321273216298744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114321273216298744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114321273216298744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114321273216298744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/03/sports-day-woke-up-at-530a.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114286469599358767</id><published>2006-03-20T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T06:24:56.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I brought one of my spikes to school in my shoebag, HOWEVER, i &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;left the other one at home&lt;/span&gt;. So, i can't wear spikes during training. What a stupid day with the stupid me - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; upon 20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for Chemistry. School was okay, with my new partner, &lt;strong&gt;ABIGAIL&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wynn's SOOOOO SWEET (:&lt;/strong&gt; she made me a star-shaped rice krispie(: and she's sitting next to me in class :D&lt;br /&gt;Training on the track without spikes was quite weird, but I think i trained well today. After doing 4 sets of 400m , it started pouring, so we went into the carpark and did rounds and rounds. Ran around the carpark, up the stairs to some shop and U-turn back to the stairs, down. That's one round, and we did &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 rounds&lt;/span&gt; (:  which took us 25minutes ++ . After training, went mac for a cheeseburger. VERNS SMASHED MY BURGER AND MY BEEF PATTY DROPPED OUT ): but, i pinched her burger right in the middle :D OH! Sarah and I are engaged, with a rice krispie, as our, erm symbol of &lt;3 ? HEHE (: I'M MING HWEE'S INDIAN WIFE. and we're going MTV Fashionably Loud for honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;6 more days to SPH Relay. GO &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;TRACK&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114286469599358767?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114286469599358767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114286469599358767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114286469599358767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114286469599358767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-brought-one-of-my-spikes-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114269793848955249</id><published>2006-03-18T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T08:05:41.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to collect my tickets today from Mediacorp Reception Centre.stupid ULU place. I didn't know where it was and i saw a bus stop which i think it;s quite near Andrew Road and it is, but by the time i realise, I've past the nearest bus stop. So,  I've got to stop at the next bus stop. OH MAN, i hate the next bus stop, from that bus stop to the MRC is like 45789765432345678km away. And i'm walking beside a lot of trees ALONE at the expressway (I think). And i finally reached there after 093147398471 hours. Didn't see any celeb, went to this place and asked them where's the reception centre and they said , " The reception centre is HERE." SO MALU. collected my tickets and went off to J8. missed the bus and waited for it at the stand, and i stood at the wrong stand. AND I GOT out of the queue to queue for 53.&lt;br /&gt;I glued purple glitter to my sliver glitter sandal :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 more days to MTV Fashionably Loud (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114269793848955249?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114269793848955249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114269793848955249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114269793848955249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114269793848955249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/03/went-to-collect-my-tickets-today-from.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114260661842510166</id><published>2006-03-17T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T06:43:38.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;1 hour and 23 minutes&lt;/strong&gt; late for my &lt;strong&gt;1 1/2 hour&lt;/strong&gt; tuition, so, i attended &lt;strong&gt;7 &lt;/strong&gt;mintues of my tuition :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had trng, that's why i was late. Actually no, because trng ended at 5:30p.m. I was enjoying my dinner, so i was late. I kind of &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;begged&lt;/span&gt; the teacher not to call my Mum if not i'll be dead because my Mum will never understand my reasons. &lt;strong&gt;MISS CHEE is so nice &lt;/strong&gt;(: she say she'll only call my parents if i'm absent for 3 times consecutively. SO, i MUST/ HAVE/GOT to go for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Trng was okay, except that i had stiches because i ate my lunch at only 1:30p.m when training starts at 2:30p.m. Did 3 sets of 400m and 3 sets of 800m. 800m was lousy ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ystd, went to wynn house and in order to go to her house, i've got to bath 5 dogs and type 37 letters. Went her house to study, ate lunch and dinner there. &lt;strong&gt;Zara&lt;/strong&gt;'s so cute (:&lt;br /&gt;Her maid's hor fun is delicious :D YUM YUM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114260661842510166?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114260661842510166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114260661842510166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114260661842510166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114260661842510166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-1-hour-and-23-minutes-late-for-my-1.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114243150047973018</id><published>2006-03-15T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T06:05:00.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TRAINING TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 1030, by my maid who do not know how to speak english and there was a delivery man at our door step delivering files. so i got to wake up to entertain him &lt;em&gt;without&lt;/em&gt; combing my hair :D  I couldn't sleep after that, so i bathed and watched tv, switching every channel from 1-62. Ate bread with ham and cheese. Went training early, to avoid the&lt;em&gt; boredom&lt;/em&gt; and slept at the carpark.waited for them and a whole bunch of them came making so much noise so i've got wake up. Warm up, 5 sets of staircase and went in to the track. Today, we are suppose to do like the actual run except for 800m. First was the 4x100m run, they did twice. Jasmine wasn't here and Verns had her &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;. So they didn't do any better than the C div. After that was a mass 800m, i came in 3rd &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;behind 2 boys. Then, it was the 4x200m, Verns can't run, so i took over her and ran the 200m. When Pris was going to pass the baton to me, my heartbeat was so fast.Ming Ying, Pris and Sarah said &lt;strong&gt;I ran well&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;SO HAPPY!!&lt;/em&gt; Rest a while and did 4x400m, my timing wasn't good at all. Then, there was 4x100m and then 800m again. My legs were damn tired so i ran a bad 800m ):  And training was over, i ran &lt;strong&gt;my best&lt;/strong&gt; today (: for most of the event. Cooled down and eat Pris, Jaspreet and Rachel's birthday cake. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TRACKERS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After training, went Mac to change and then ate dinner at the food court. After that, we played guess the number and added all the ingredients into a bowl which includes &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chilli sauce&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;beef gravey&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bitter gourd&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;tomato&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;peas,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;carrots&lt;/span&gt; etc. Loser drink, it taste damn &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;AWFUL&lt;/span&gt;! The cleaner took out &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;away, so we changed it to a dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First dare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; : go to the fruit auntie and say , 'Auntie, i want &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;melon&lt;/span&gt;, nono, i want&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;bananas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, nono, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apples&lt;/span&gt;, no, erm, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;pears&lt;/span&gt;... Erm, never mind, don;t want already." and SAMANTHA did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second dare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; : Do jumping jacks in the middle of the food court thrice and say, ' i love &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bies&lt;/span&gt;' , ' I love &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Puff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Girls&lt;/span&gt;!. ' and ' I love &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;BARNEY&lt;/span&gt;!' and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;DID THAT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third dare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: Run from Mini toons to Golden village and do 5 push ups, run back to Mini Toons and do 5 sit up. ALVINA did that (:&lt;br /&gt;went home after that. And we squeezed at the back seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MTV FashionablyLoud (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114243150047973018?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114243150047973018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114243150047973018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114243150047973018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114243150047973018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/03/training-today.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114235197288738706</id><published>2006-03-14T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T07:59:32.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAD &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CLASS OUTING TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (: not really any outing but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Met Wynn at 1p.m and we went Orchard to get the flower which her dog bit and my slippers. My flower dropped on the way and i DIDN'T even realise it until she told me. so we reached there, NO SLIPPERS LEFT, only the sliver and blue which is quite ugly. We went Livia to get the flowers, then she wants to get sunglass because she's inspired by the girl who came into the train with her sunglass.We went to Meridien to get shades but Wynn doesnt like any and at the same time, find my slippers. So, we took a bus back to Far East to get the shades and slippers. Wynn's going to help me buy bronze glitter and i will glue it to the slippers (:&lt;br /&gt;We tried to bargain for the glasses at $14 when it's $16 BUT THE AUNTIE IS SO STINGY! she lower the price buy $1 which is the price of the same shades at Level 3. In the end, the price was $14.50. AND Wynn was short of 5 cent and that Auntie keep saying , 'cannot cannot cannot.' 5 CENTS!&lt;br /&gt;We rushed to our class outing which is at Abigail's house, went MacRhitie first because they're there canoeing. When we reached there, they've finished canoeing and we just started. So, only the both of us left and the other left for ABigail's house. They helped us take our slippers and bag and brownies hoome (: Both of us canoe around, SO BORING. So we decided to go to some ULU place but i was damn scared :D   and we keep splashing water at each other. And both of us were damn wet.  It was so boring, we felt like some fisherman whose boat just sank and were waiting for the rescue worker which are Abigail and people. We tried sleeping on the canoe, but Wynn couldn't sleep so she keep disturbing me. At LEAST, she tried. When we opened our eyes, we realised that we were at somewhere else instead. oh! We swapped places when we were canoeing. It was quite difficult and dangerous, i was damn scared the canoe would capsize, but it didn;t. We were getting cold and the water is warm, so we splash at each other more water to keep us warm. THEN WE HEARD MY NAME!!! they came AT LAST! so we were canoeing back, as i was sitting facing her, it was quite difficult, we went different direction and we ended up not moving.Then, i canoed instead, and she just sit there do NOTHING &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. FINALLY, with much difficulties, we canoed back! AND we went on shore. Our canoe and paddle floated away, so i went down to get the canoe and wynn got the paddle. WE COULDN'T GET UP AT ALL. we keep slipping and falling because the mud was super duper slippery. And we look like babies, learning how to walk. Our whole body was full of mud. WYNN"S SO LOUSY, she cant get up, i got up faster then her(: when i went back to pull her up, I slipped and fell into the water &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We carried the canoe back, WYNN AGAIn, cant even carry, in the end Abi helped her, it was SO SO SO HEAVY. And then, the guy asked if we capsize our canoe, but we didn'y. He opened something and there was A LOT OF WATER inside ( i think the splashing is at fault.) So, the Uncle and Auntie helped us to drain the water, then we carried it back. Cal said our canoe is one of the dirtiest and the one witht eh most water. OOPS. We put the canoe on top of the other one and when we left, the canoes dropped. So, i helped to pick them up with the Auntie without Wynn. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were heading to Abigail's house, saw some monkeys and shouted,"MONKEYS! MONKEYS!" and there were some boys from ?? doing pull-ups and carol heard, " A! she call you monkey leh." OOPS. ABIGAIL'S HOUSE IS DAMN DAMN DMAN SO SO SO NICE!!!! LOVE IT. didn;t do much at her house, her younger brother is so cute! HEr house is really so so nice. So we watched mtv, ate and played badminton. wanted to play TOD but wasnt successful. THANKS ABI FOR EVRYTHING :D&lt;br /&gt;MISS --- WENT TOO! and we were like talking and stuff, her father and wynn's father say she looks like one of us. Went home in wynn's car. I ATE MAGGIE and so many things when i reached home, I'm so bloated now. I think i can only sleep at 1a.m, for the food to be partially digested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- should I sleep with pillow today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114235197288738706?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114235197288738706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114235197288738706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114235197288738706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114235197288738706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/03/had-class-outing-today-not-really-any.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114225217568159940</id><published>2006-03-13T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T04:16:15.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M HAPPY TODAY (:&lt;br /&gt;I jogged from my house which is at Upper Paya Lebar road to Bishan stadium and then from Bishan i ran to Bartley road way and back home. Jogged for 1 hour 13 minutes NON-STOP, with my blasting mp3. I was quite scared when i reached Bishan, i had nothing with me. NO MONEY, NO HANDPHONE. just my towel, MP3 and my shoes. BUT I MANAGED BACK HOME :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wynn came my house, bought her lunch - Mcspicy meal. It's too hot for her, so she didn't finish. the worst thing is that she felt like vomitting, felt so bad. Because, i'm the one who bought her her lunch. We baked brownies! - the first failure. and buttercake - the second one. The other brownie was quite okay. Baked some cookies too, however, everything got stuck to the tray and there were only crumbs. WYNN HELPED me SO much by switching jobs with me, stare at what i'm doing and switch back and doing nothing. But, in the end, i made her do all the washing. BUT BUT BUT she passed it to my maid. Wynn's so cute (:  we going to be like twins tomorrow :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114225217568159940?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114225217568159940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114225217568159940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114225217568159940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114225217568159940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-happy-today-i-jogged-from-my-house.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114217861769840657</id><published>2006-03-12T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T07:50:17.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT'S SUNDAY! went out to town &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; At first, there were like only Wynn, Calista and ME. &lt;strong&gt;CALISTA&lt;/strong&gt; LOOKS SO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;WYNN&lt;/strong&gt;'S SKIRT IS SO SHORT AND SHE'S SO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEXY&lt;/span&gt;. OKAY, so we went town.&lt;br /&gt;Met Ruiy i at DG, &lt;strong&gt;RUIYI&lt;/strong&gt; LOOKS SO CUTE IN HER &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DUNKS&lt;/span&gt; (: and we went to far east. SHOP SHOP see see and Ruiyi bought a pants that she saw ystd and she forgot where's the shop when she just went there ystd, but she still found it in the end. I was like starving so we went to eat Yami Yogurt and &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;BEEF NOODLE (:&lt;/span&gt; and here comes &lt;strong&gt;CAROLYN&lt;/strong&gt; in her &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK SHIRT&lt;/span&gt;. kind of expected that she will wear that. and we went to shop again, at ---?? i can't remember. we shop and walk around like crazy. Wynn was wearing a higher heels, so i changed with her most of the time because it was a pain for her. Calista and Carolyn were also wearing heels and we were like complaining how pain were our feet.i can't remember what happen but it was nice (:&lt;br /&gt;We went topshop later at Wisma and were trying all sorts of nonsense clothes which includes a pyjamas-look-alike. and &lt;strong&gt;Christabel &lt;/strong&gt;came with her SKIRT and her 2 layer shirt. Her top = &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUNG&lt;/span&gt; her bottom = GIRL. but she still looks CUTE :D and we walked out of Wisma to DG, on the way, we were like buying drinks food and i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TRIED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to resist temptations. we went coffee club to eat the Fruit Fondue.Nicole came, she looks nice (: was quite nice esp the chocolate, carolyn's bad but nice idea of drinking the chocolate with a straw. Wynn dipped her finger in.EEK.but it was YUMMY.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; WE BOUGHT THE CANE BAG!!!!&lt;/span&gt; at first, ry and wynn bought it at $10 ugly colour cane bag and we walk further down and a few of them went whatever factory.Carol and I went some kuku shops and we saw cane bags! SHE totally FELL IN LOVE WITH THE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PURPLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ONE.i took the &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blue-green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; one instead.ry and wynn, they were so pissed off and they went for a refund and the uncle charged them 2 bucks.POOR THINGS.ry bought the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;light green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; one, wynn bought the&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; yellow&lt;/span&gt; one and calista bought the &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;light pink&lt;/span&gt; want. we had it at like discounted price + free gift.WHEE, it's nice being a student. we reached PS, ry and wynn needed to go off. and shuying suggested to buy same ear studs.so we went BACK to Far east to get. mine's was &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;light green &lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;went home with calista after that, was damn damn so so tired and i walked her home and gave her a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; WARM&lt;/span&gt; HUG.&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice Sunday&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114217861769840657?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114217861769840657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114217861769840657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114217861769840657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114217861769840657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-sunday-went-out-to-town-at-first.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114174115567247369</id><published>2006-03-07T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T06:19:15.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, it's the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; last week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of school :D&lt;br /&gt;I think school is better than the first few weeks :D&lt;br /&gt;had heats today, I RAN MY BEST for 200m. so proud of myself (:&lt;br /&gt;for relay, i slowed down for Joey, was damn scared we didn't manage to pass the baton at the zone.so i ran like really hard.and managed to caught up.we got Lane 1, and we got first in the heats. WHEE WHEE. my stomach was like growling.and after the whole thing, the heats and the novelty race, i seriously felt the gastric juice in my stomach.EEK.i skipped my lunch, just to get home to get money. walk home with &lt;strong&gt;Wynn&lt;/strong&gt;, and i actually took a u turn and went to somewhere else nearer to get NOTHING.ARGH, don't feel like blogging today .&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE PRAY WISH BEG PLEASE that i won't --- with &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt;, i really didn;t mean to put her name down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- happy to have &lt;strong&gt;YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114174115567247369?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114174115567247369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114174115567247369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114174115567247369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114174115567247369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/03/finally-its-last-week-of-school-d-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-114019085912608881</id><published>2006-02-17T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T07:40:59.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I will say oh no instead of wah lao from now on."&lt;/span&gt; (6 pages) and &lt;strong&gt;"I will say oh no instead of shit from now on." &lt;/strong&gt;(4 pages) total: 10 PAGES. but I didn't have to write in the end, because Mr Lim got something else for me to do but if I've done a bad job then i got to write lines. And the 3 things i need to do is :&lt;br /&gt;1) Remind Gwynna to paste NE message by the end of today.&lt;br /&gt;2) Remind Jolyn to bring plastic wrapping for the notice board by Monday.&lt;br /&gt;3) DO a write up of SIR ISAAC NEWTON. &lt;strong&gt;Minimum 3 PAGES. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i don't do the 3rd one, then i've got to hand in all 10 page of lines by TODAY. So, I rather do that.&lt;br /&gt;If i say wah lau once, the second word will be shit. BECAUSE when i said WAH LAU, he will say, "Oh, write 2 page." then i will say SHIT because of my stupidity.And i got to write another 2 page again, then i will shut up. That happen once in the Com Lab, and then in the canteen. And the last WAH LAU word is used outside the staffroom, but i didn't say SHIT, i said SH..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-114019085912608881?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/114019085912608881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=114019085912608881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114019085912608881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/114019085912608881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-will-say-oh-no-instead-of-wah-lao.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-113991846743288383</id><published>2006-02-14T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T04:01:07.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY SISTER BOUGHT THE BIG BIG WINNIE THE POOH BALLOON THAT I'VE BEEN EYEING FOR. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOANNE YIP MIN YAN, I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-113991846743288383?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/113991846743288383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=113991846743288383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113991846743288383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113991846743288383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-sister-bought-big-big-winnie-pooh.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-113974477966572063</id><published>2006-02-12T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T03:46:19.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Valentine's day is coming (: and it's time to declare bankruptcy.i bought Hersey's chocolate.but it was so nice.i ate all.that can give up to 20 people's v day present (:&lt;br /&gt;I didn;t manage to study anything today./ although my common test is just next week.tried to but can't. weather is so hot, so i went jogging(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-113974477966572063?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/113974477966572063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=113974477966572063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113974477966572063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113974477966572063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day-is-coming-and-its-time.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-113957894796349861</id><published>2006-02-10T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T05:42:27.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I will not say shit from now on." (2 page)&lt;br /&gt;"I will not speak wah lau from now on." (4 pages) - he's afraid i'll use my old one.so changed the say to speak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-113957894796349861?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/113957894796349861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=113957894796349861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113957894796349861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113957894796349861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-will-not-say-shit-from-now-on.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-113923220024564974</id><published>2006-02-06T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T07:49:24.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UNLUCKY DAY - 6th FEB 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;if i still remember what had happened today next year, i'll skip school on 6th Feb 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm not the only unlucky one but some unlucky things happened :&lt;br /&gt;1) Mr Lim caught me saying WAH LAU and i need to write "i will not say wah lau from now on". (2 page)&lt;br /&gt;2) Mr Lim caught me saying WAH LAU again and i need to write the same things (2 page) so TOTAL: 4 page and i used rough paper for him.i'm a GEOG student, so i must set a good example(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Mr Lim caught me for not sitting properly so the punishment was like to sit outside the staff room PROPERLY. (but in the end i didn't, he was in a good mood today) and i'm not the only one (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) My physics experiment failed twice - i've got 3 but managed to redo. The experiment was about chromatography paper. The first experiment was the to use the circle chromatography paper, it went off smoothly. the second one is the strip of chromatography paper. and my chroma. paper dropped into the solvent.FAILED. but i redo it. Third was the cone one.and i did the experiment wrongly. and i redo it.and the whole cone fell into the solvent.And i didn't have the time to do again. MINUS 1 mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still more unlucky stuff that happened in school today but i can't rmb. OH YA. I did the same assignment twice.I DIDN'T FIND IT FAMILIAR AT ALL. and i hand it up to the teacher twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I was walking home from Lorong Lew Lian, and it rain suddenly. And there're no other shelter except for my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I I tried to peel the prawn with my chopsticks.But the soup spilled everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE 6TH FEB 2006. if it's your birthday, I'M SORRY. I just hate today (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-113923220024564974?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/113923220024564974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=113923220024564974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113923220024564974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113923220024564974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/02/unlucky-day-6th-feb-2006-if-i-still.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-113881081273263766</id><published>2006-02-01T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T08:20:12.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm blogging. i can't remember what i wanted to blog. maybe to mark that today is the first day of tuition and i'm late by half an hour with eve, as usual (:&lt;br /&gt;decided not to join phy class, i don't need much practice, waste of my mummy's money. chinese new year was okay. except that my parents didn't bring me out to visit some other families and friends. so i did it myself, and i'm not doing it again. SO MALU. 4th Feb, will be the first competition i'm having. cross country in Ngee Ann Poly. quite nervous for it actually, it's still a competition overall and i don't even know where i stand among them. there's so many fast school that i shant mention.anyway, i'll do my best, to mark a start for a new year in track (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-113881081273263766?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/113881081273263766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=113881081273263766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113881081273263766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113881081273263766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-113777027867677636</id><published>2006-01-20T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T07:17:58.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's finally Friday.WHEEEE.wanted to skip school today, so i told my mum ystd that i'm so tired so there's no point in going to school dozing off. she some sort of agree with me, but we didn't talk abt it anymore, she said need to write a letter and that she's damn lazy.so i didn't think much abt it just going to tell my maid that i'm so tired to go school the next day.and THIS MORNING, i told my maid that i didn't want to go school.OH MY, she started singing songs, nag and nag and nag that i woke up and went to schoool.PRO-ED MINI.&lt;br /&gt;Geog's the first lesson and i already doze off, next was phy. Lyndon Lim saw me sleeping then he ask why i like that, sick or smth.then i said i'm very tired and sleepy.and he said," what a bad excuse." WHAT THE HELL, then he shoudln't even ask me int he first place.anyway, Physic lesson is funny.next was recess and then Maths.not really sleepy.damn scared for Chinese because i was practically dozing off.Miss Ang's not here today and we did our compre.i didn't within a lesson and i tried to sleep but can't.so i tried reading Social Studies textbook to make me sleep but CAN'T.but finally if ell asleep.i dreamt that i lend this girl smth.can't really rmb.felt so refresh.and i didn;t doze off during Chinese. Wang Lao Shi praised me :D WHHHEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;We decorated our class during lunch and Lit.i'm so GUILTY of the front door, it's so ugly now with cartoon characters and stickers.OOPS.we hang toy dogs and the back board is cool.Ruiyi's so talented in drawing.Yunzhen's the sexiest.OH MY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things to do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) unscrew old spike nails out and screw in new spike nails.&lt;br /&gt;2) Social Studies homewk&lt;br /&gt;3) Add Maths Homewk&lt;br /&gt;4)Chinese Lian Bi&lt;br /&gt;5) Chinese Zuo wen&lt;br /&gt;6)Geog&lt;br /&gt;7) READ THE PAPERS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-113777027867677636?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/113777027867677636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=113777027867677636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113777027867677636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113777027867677636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-finally-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-113751047893426503</id><published>2006-01-17T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T07:07:58.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THAM WAN YI&lt;/strong&gt; IS MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;MORONIC DEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LEFT MY WALLET ON THE BUS AGAIN.luckily, i found out, oh man, look like a fool going up the bus telling hte uncle abt my wallet and he found it and go down the bus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-113751047893426503?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/113751047893426503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=113751047893426503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113751047893426503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113751047893426503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/01/tham-wan-yi-is-my-moronic-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-113742581656211741</id><published>2006-01-16T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T07:36:56.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEEE.FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL.erm, i'm not suppose to be happy.means that there's still 4 more days to the end of the week and we're not in the middle of the week/nothing to rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim is so... he don't allow me to go toilet with wynn, so i was like holding my bladder for damn long.then i was like telling him if i got bladder problem is his fault.and he asked me why i don't want to go alone and stuff.so i was saying i'm scared and Saduko might come out from the toilet bowl.then he FINALLY agreed to let us go to the toilet and he asked us to SHOO OFF.something's fishy's going on...&lt;br /&gt;so we went toilet, no toilet paper, went down to level 2, use toilet, saw toilet auntie.blah blah-ing abt the toilet papers unstaies.NO MORE.and went back to class.MR. LIM LOCKED THE DOOR.whatever~~ i didn't care that much and  i went in.OOPS.they were guessing who his ____ is.HAHAHA.and i've seen his _____ before.HAHAHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;we had House meeting today, it was kind of screwed up to me.like we didn't prepare plastic bags for the fund.and we didn't select who to be the one helping out in the signing up of events.quite screwed up.but it was fine.THE LAST CHEER.YYEEEEAAAAHHHH, ARCHER! was so SHOIK(:&lt;br /&gt;TRAINING TMR(: and i'm happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-113742581656211741?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/113742581656211741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=113742581656211741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113742581656211741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113742581656211741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/01/wheee.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-113726269252019876</id><published>2006-01-14T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T10:18:12.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just sent those minutes to Miss Ang and the committee members.heard from Evan that conferencing cost 30 cents per minute and we conferenced for 1 hour 34 minutes using my sister's phone because my phone is motorola and i'm not sure if it's possible to conference.let me see, (60 x 0.3 cents) + (34 x 0.3 cents) = $18 + $10.20 =&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$28.20.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so, if what Evan say is right then each person will have to pay me $28.20 / 5 =$5.64. round up to 5 cents is $5.65. and i'll earn an extra 4 cents (: HAHA.crap.i'm just trying to show off my maths :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, we had our meeting on Friday but it was crap.we just did't get things going because we were crapping. And Chloe was like telling me she got stagefright so i was like, "Tell them like,' Hello, this is Chloe and i look like a lizard and my friend Jessica look like a cockroach, funny right?' " House meeting will be on Monday, so cool. wonder what will those people reaction will be, "Hello?! what the hell are we doing here?" , "i want to get home." , "Man, not again!" and maybe like "Run?! I cant even walk properly." Get it from experiences i had for the past 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went window shopping today :D at Far East Plaza.Emily fetched me there.suppose to help her find a working handbag and her work starts on Monday. First time i wore jean shorts to Orchard. so we were walking around but couldn't find a suitable one for her. so we went shaw house. and the nice handbag is like damn branded and ex.abt $100++. I saw one nice white bag which is $29.90 but she said it was ugly. So, we went home empty-handed. GOOD LUCK FOR YOUR WORK (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go watch Ngee Ann track team run today at Nanyang Poly. But, i'll be the only one and what's more i want to window shop, so didn't go. But i guess their result's good. Till now, they came in 3rd.hope they can maintain or improve their ranking (:  GO GO 加油！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had tuition ystd. Actually, it was for my sister, but i was just being extra because that tuition teacher, Mr Tan gave me a few questions to do. He told me a lot of times "plus come first, plus come first." but, i keep putting that minus sign. And i erased his paper until there's a hole then my sister asked then he was like, "must be she not happy lah." Because before that, he keep correcting me and maybe he thinks i'm pissed off. I made so many careless mistakes and he corrected me. I did so many short cuts and he corrected me. I didn't know how to do, he taught me. His quite a nice and kind teacher although he's a Lao Kock Kock. He can think damn fast, he gave me questions which he think on the spot.COOL! I'm not trying to pervert or something, but i think he smell really old and nice, like there's a milk kind of smell.OH WHATEVER, why am i even blogging about his smell.so after 1 hour, i was excused and he continued teaching my sister. He asked my sister how much i got for my Maths and my sister replied,"A1". "Wah, this kind of standard also can get A1 ar." WHAT THE HELL.this kind of standard? is it suppose to mean that it was good.YES, it was (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMEWORK. i've done my english and chinese with blanks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GEOG&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO.&lt;/span&gt; LIT, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MATHS,&lt;/span&gt; NO. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SOCIAL STUDIES,&lt;/span&gt; NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OH MAN, and i got to finish it by tmr.&lt;/span&gt; GO GO JIA YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes, YOU seem so confused when things are so simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-113726269252019876?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/113726269252019876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=113726269252019876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113726269252019876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113726269252019876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-sent-those-minutes-to-miss-ang.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-113715003144224143</id><published>2006-01-13T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T10:23:29.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2ND POST of this new-address-blog.&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL TODAY.it has been raining nowadays.finally the sun came out today.for the past few days.i bought jacket when it's not raining and i didn't bring jacket when it's raining.IT GOES TO SHOW that i cannot predict weather.another boring day in school.i have pineapple and papaya for lunch.because i want healthy shit(: Charis and Wynn keep arguing with me, we were fighting like which shit sink? healthy or unhealthy? and i gave them a disgusting example. when they have diahorrea, do their shit float or sink.and IT FLOATS.so healthy shit sink and unhealthy shit float.i can't seem to understand MACBETH is really hard to understand.what's with their language, can't they just use SIMPLE PROPER english instead of the THEE THOU 'T(IT) 'O (OF) THY and many others.weird language.and i can't understand GEOG.how many things.this year's not going to be an easy year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOMEWORK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Read Macbeth scene 4-7&lt;br /&gt;2) Chinese 作业一&lt;br /&gt;3) English Exercise 3-5&lt;br /&gt;4) Social Studies. Complete worksheet chapter 2 : From Crown Colony to Independent Nation&lt;br /&gt;5) Geog Activity Page 15-19&lt;br /&gt;6) Maths Exercise 1E (6 questions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's FRIDAY THE 13TH. i missed the bus early in the morning and after school right infront of me when i want to cross the road to the bus stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-113715003144224143?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/113715003144224143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=113715003144224143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113715003144224143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113715003144224143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/01/2nd-post-of-this-new-address-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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-20881067.post-113707982003435172</id><published>2006-01-12T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T07:30:20.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLAH(: new blog address.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20881067-113707982003435172?l=illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/feeds/113707982003435172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20881067&amp;postID=113707982003435172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113707982003435172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20881067/posts/default/113707982003435172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://illuminatedconfession.blogspot.com/2006/01/blah-new-blog-address.html' title=''/><author><name>jessica</name><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>
