<?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-23716432</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:33:35.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>special_silence</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-7291029937169160428</id><published>2008-06-10T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:13:03.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MOVED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want my new url, ask me personally&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-7291029937169160428?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7291029937169160428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=7291029937169160428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/7291029937169160428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/7291029937169160428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/06/moved-if-you-want-my-new-url-ask-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-5380261485924694517</id><published>2008-04-30T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:57:04.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello hello peeps. today's science centre was like SUPER funny lah. the show was not too bad. and the journey there was-- MADNESS. like mus and co was laughing like mad hyenas all the way there, then phebo and i got their laughing disease and was laughing like mad also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then at the science centre we wanted to buy food. the place like human stampede lah. wahpiang eh. i queue finish liao want to get out got squashed by 123456532 people. smart lorh.&lt;br /&gt;and and i ALMOST LOST MY PHONE! i cant believe i could actually DROP it on the way into the omni-theathere. and and both sarah and i fell down. funny man when both of us together we tend to be VERY accident prone. haha. okok i update more another time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-5380261485924694517?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5380261485924694517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=5380261485924694517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5380261485924694517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5380261485924694517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-hello-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-6701709704178968190</id><published>2008-04-25T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T22:25:00.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so someone tell me SHOULD I GO IP OR NOT?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleahs. ok forget the on top question.&lt;br /&gt;next next. today i saw shannon. MY BELOVED SHANNON. yes&lt;br /&gt;then we were taking the same bus to toa payoh interchange. end of story&lt;br /&gt;see thats why my english summary so good. HAHA. ok. see lah shannon i inherited your lameness liao. rahhhh. what else to say?!?! oh my test results all released. they are BAHH CRAPP HORRENDOUS. and there's one more test coming. SPEECH. which in other words is equal to DIE. so come on ppl wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-6701709704178968190?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6701709704178968190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=6701709704178968190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/6701709704178968190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/6701709704178968190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-someone-tell-me-should-i-go-ip-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-2157097837998966187</id><published>2008-04-22T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:54:35.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm kindof feeling sentimental today. so i shall start off my post with many many sorries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST AND THE MOST IMPORTANT AND THE ONE I AM MOST SORRY FOR&lt;br /&gt;(MR SNG CHIDED ME FOR THIS)&lt;br /&gt;sorry GOD for saying i do not want to be a christian anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest as follows&lt;br /&gt;sorry DR BIBI and SEC 1S for slamming the door on you all today&lt;br /&gt;sorry SHANNON for letting you see the unglam and horrible side of your jie&lt;br /&gt;sorry XINPING and GERALDINE for making a hell lot of noise when you were @work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then here are the important ones&lt;br /&gt;sorry PHOEBE and KASH for my crazyyy moodswings&lt;br /&gt;sorry SARAH for my unexpected outburst&lt;br /&gt;sorry MR SNG for all my rantings and tears&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS LOADS. FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT NEXT my thank youuus.&lt;br /&gt;thank you SHANNON for supporting meeee...&lt;br /&gt;thank you XINPING for your care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THANK YOU KASH FOR YOUR SUPPORT AND YOUR HELP AND FOR BEING WHO YOU ARE, WHICH IS THE BESTEST BESTEST FRIEND ON THE UNIVERSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU SARAH FOR SORTING THINGS OUT WITH ME, FOR LISTENING TO ME EVEN THOUGH YOU ARE ANGRY, FOR LOWERING YOUR PRIDE AND SAYING SORRY, FOR EVERYTHING YOU HAVE DONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;THANK YOU MR SNG FOR YOUR SCOLDINGS, FOR LENDING US A SHOULDER TO CRY ON, FOR YOUR GOOD SEWING IN PATCHING ME AND SARAH UP, FOR THE TIME YOU SPENT ON US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for those who have helped me one way or another, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today marks a new chapter for me. and sarah. AND I SWEAR WE WILL STAY THE BESTEST OF FRIENDS AND EVEN IF SOMETHING GOES AWRY, WE WILL PATCH IT BACK TOGETHER. WE WILL STAND THERE AND HOLD UP OUR FRIENDSHIP LIKE A TROPHY, FOR WE HAVE LOST IT AND WE HAVE WON IT BACK AGAIN. but changing is going to be a hard process. yes i know and i admit that. but I CAN I MUST I WILL. and with the help of ALL OF YOU, i SHALL. so please be patient with me and i WILL become a much better person. i WILL improve and impress all of you. i WILL be able to do everything you request of me. oh yes oh yes i am happy happy happyyyyyyy. for lit results, for science results, for kash, for phoebe, for sarah, for shannon, for friendship, for love. and i shall end here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-2157097837998966187?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/2157097837998966187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=2157097837998966187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/2157097837998966187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/2157097837998966187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-kindof-feeling-sentimental-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-4328500414469087245</id><published>2008-04-18T18:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T21:16:28.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you Mr Sng for your help and advice today.&lt;br /&gt;and if you are reading this, i have alrd done what you told me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. malu me fell again today in the canteen... and my ankle just got worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-4328500414469087245?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4328500414469087245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=4328500414469087245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/4328500414469087245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/4328500414469087245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/04/thank-you-mr-sng-for-your-help-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-3778232826191689763</id><published>2008-04-16T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T18:08:57.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone applaude MARLENE SAMANTHA GOH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and HOW SHE FELL DOWN AND SPRAINED HER ANKLE AND HAD TO GO SICKBAY AND THEN BARGE INTO SCIENCE CLASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes applaude her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was damn MALU lah. During P.E. after shuttle run practise, i ran like siao. then then i cleverly went to FALL DOWN. how? i slipped on the stupid mud in the carpark. it was damn slippery lahhh... then i tried standing up. then my left leg was so pain i could not even put any weight on it. i had to hobble ALL THE WAY to the sickbay can? THANK GOD kash, sarah and phoebe was there to help meeeee...  wah piang then hor, bandage le right, my left ankle, numb due to the ice that sarah pressed against it, like NO STRENGTH like that lah. how you say? like very very loose, shake a bit only can drop off. then next big big thing was HOW TO CLIMB THE STAIRS. i hopped on my right leg from 1st floor to 2nd floor. and i NEVER felt so tired climbing STAIRS.&lt;br /&gt; **the next time i climb stairs with my ankle well and okay, i shall appreciate how i can do that**&lt;br /&gt;den den i hobble hobble hobble all the way to class. THEN at the end of science lesson, mrs yeo was like "liyin when you find out about the reason why one person's temp increase when she is ill, just find out about why the ankle swells when it is sprained." wah lao just directing that at me lah. what am i? science speciment issit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school i hobbled all the way home. i dunno how on earth did i do that. bahhs maybe i cant go to school tomorrow. I CAN BARELY WALK LAH! we'll see how&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-3778232826191689763?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3778232826191689763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=3778232826191689763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/3778232826191689763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/3778232826191689763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/04/everyone-applaude-marlene-samantha-goh.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-3930393669014012956</id><published>2008-03-30T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T21:11:02.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello peeps i am updating because people's saying my blogs dead. yeah you know who you are. for those not sure can always check the tagboard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hmmms... what to say? there's nothing to say lah. not at all... what the heck what you want me to say when there's nothing to say?!&lt;br /&gt;ohoh speech day is on the 4th and i am so gonna die. summore that stupid sng said he's gonna video tape me... like WTH?! i get stage fright ok? bahh summore they want our hand to break. WE GOT TO PLAY FOR 1/2 HOUR NON STOP OKAY?! blah man. really bleahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok gtg... update more after speech day. haha or anytime sooner if anything happens&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-3930393669014012956?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3930393669014012956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=3930393669014012956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/3930393669014012956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/3930393669014012956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-peeps-i-am-updating-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-4632307606194605833</id><published>2008-03-23T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T20:30:21.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Easter all! i hope it was not only FUN but MEANINGFUL too!&lt;br /&gt;good friday rocked. the sec 2 passion play was like crap during the rehersals. but BUT the actual thing turned out so good. OMG well done man. i bet i wont have done it so well. maybe it was good that i was just a choir singer. but just come to think of it. MY SINGING SUCKS too... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg omg WEDNESDAY WAS THE MOST MALUATING DAY OF MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;series of events:&lt;br /&gt;first i ran 400m for mingzhen. then during the race i chiong like mad. then last 100m i cannot breathe cos i before that never take in enough oxygen. then i chiong EVEN FASTER. then finish race i got of the track. then i took my glasses from sarah. then i walked a few steps and and and I FAINTED. like what the fish? and 12345678765432 ppl was looking. INCLUDING TEACHERS.&lt;br /&gt;cheers ppl, marlene was maluated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now lets do abit of algebra.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow=piano exam&lt;br /&gt;and piano exam=die&lt;br /&gt;so means tomorrow=die.&lt;br /&gt;WISH ME GOOD LUCK!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-4632307606194605833?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4632307606194605833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=4632307606194605833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/4632307606194605833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/4632307606194605833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter-all-i-hope-it-was-not-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-2133131482529491949</id><published>2008-03-16T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T19:42:29.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the holidays are OVER. well not literally. at least it will be over in uhmm...5 hours time. what the heck why do good things always pass so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the holidays have shaken me up. firstly, i found out who are my really good friends who will be behind me always, ready to cheer me up and be there for me when i am feeling down. thanks for being there when i needed you all most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second. i realised what an awful bitch i have been, boastful and all but rest assured, i will change. but people. one doesnt change over night, so GIVE ME TIME okay? give me time to get over my shock and... just everything that i found out about myself. i need time to digest okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND omg how many people want to say this?! I DONT LOVE JS OKAY?! i just like him as a teacher! as in he's a good teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and THANKS jialun for helping me realise what it will take to make me a better person. seeya all in school tomorrow... somehow i wonder how i actually made it though this holiday with the tournament and homework and CIP and everything. okay then, byes for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-2133131482529491949?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/2133131482529491949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=2133131482529491949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/2133131482529491949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/2133131482529491949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/03/holidays-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-5007137511667072760</id><published>2008-03-12T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:12:20.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how much shitter can this get?&lt;br /&gt;position for hsbc inter school golf championship first leg: 33 out of 42 competitors&lt;br /&gt;Argh!&lt;br /&gt;this cant get any shitter can it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-5007137511667072760?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5007137511667072760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=5007137511667072760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5007137511667072760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5007137511667072760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-much-shitter-can-this-get-position.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-6992899947058226511</id><published>2008-03-11T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T15:49:06.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's tournament score was BAHH CRAP HORRENDOUS. 31 strokes over par. Miss Leong will KILL ME. Thanks all those who encouraged me and cheered me up after the game. I am still receiving sms-es now. (: i promise i will train harder so that the score for the next few game will be better. Fear not, the next game you all will not be wiping my tears away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG thank you to&lt;br /&gt;1. SARAH TAN, my very dearest gege who supported me all the way, even smsing me halfway through my game, and for cheering me up so much.&lt;br /&gt;2. MR SNG, for relieving my stress and encouraging me, for telling me that i could do it, and for cheering me up when i had failed so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARLENE SAMANTHA GOH &lt;u&gt;WILL&lt;/u&gt; LIVE AGAIN. She will start training for the upcoming games TOMORROW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-6992899947058226511?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6992899947058226511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=6992899947058226511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/6992899947058226511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/6992899947058226511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/03/todays-tournament-score-was-bahh-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-8247211433784259483</id><published>2008-03-10T08:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T08:56:57.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday we got our lit papers back.&lt;br /&gt;and i was so shocked that my teeth almost dropped out&lt;br /&gt;18/25&lt;br /&gt;thats the first time i got an A for my pathetic literature.&lt;br /&gt;i mean it... i could hardly explain the poem properly last yr.&lt;br /&gt;and so, THANK YOU MR SNG... sarah and me would not have been able to do it without ur help. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and the PC show rocks!!! my desktop got problem and FINALLY my mum relented and bought me my OWN LAPTOP!!! whoots. only downside is : my pocket money per week is cut by $4. but who cares?! YAY THANK YOU MUMMY AND DADDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours truely is dying tomorrow at her tournament. her teeoff time starts at 8.36am&lt;br /&gt;and therefore, yours truely invites you to collect her body and send it to the funeral parlour. this is based on a first come first serve basis. please apply to yours truely asap. any others interested in attending the funeral is welcome to do so (:&lt;br /&gt;wish me good luck. 11th march is hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-8247211433784259483?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8247211433784259483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=8247211433784259483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/8247211433784259483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/8247211433784259483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/03/friday-we-got-our-lit-papers-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-227181731138620115</id><published>2008-03-01T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T17:27:25.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLE! I AM BACK! MISSED ME?&lt;br /&gt;cameron highlands totally rocks...&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can go there again...&lt;br /&gt;lights out was at 11pm every night... but guess what? we din sleep until 12 plus larhhh...&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;the second say was raining. HECK spoiler of the trip... made me get flu. stupid&lt;br /&gt;haha still, it was FUN..&lt;br /&gt;okay i got to go... seeya people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HELP... 11TH OF MARCH...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-227181731138620115?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/227181731138620115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=227181731138620115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/227181731138620115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/227181731138620115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-people-i-am-back-missed-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-7411051920507131416</id><published>2008-02-19T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T21:03:18.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>History today was SHIETT. yucks i practically scribbled through the entire paper. hmms. it would be a wonder if mdm farida can read it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was kindof slack today. maths was first period so we had the test. then we had the normal subjects. english chinese science. all was just copy notes and listening to teacher BLAH BLAH BLAH. mrs lam is MEAN how can she say that normally, ppl bad in compo and letter is good in compre and summary. How abt if i am bad in letter and compre but good in compo and summary lehs? then i abnormal issit? Diao lah. then geog mrs franklin gave back the CTs.&lt;br /&gt;those who din do so well, must JIAYOUUS... this is just the FIRST test, still got many more to come... so sure you can do better deh (:  then there was lit. JS not here today. &lt;s&gt;OHH SARAH IS HEARTBROKEN&lt;/s&gt; haha... it was BORING with the worksheet we had to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE GOT OUR CLASS TEE AND JACKETS TODAY!!! and it so rocked. damn nice can? KUDOS to the ppl who designed it yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training today was TOUGH. coach was like damn strict can? we do things abit slower only must do pushups. oh wells, discipline is very important i suppose... give you one example. we were supposed to take 2 of our golf clubs and go to the short game practise area meet him. in 1 minute. and my fren and me slow by 3 secs. 30 pushups. then later we do some hitting of ball into the hole. its like hit the ball then the ball supposed to roll into the hole. FROM SOME 20 METRES AWAY. then he was like 2 hits must go in... one extra hit 10 pushups. SO i got 20 pushups from that. WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interschool league is in MARCH and i am SO GONNA DIE. help!!! then there's the creative committee meeting and I AM IN IT. my creativity is SHIT can? anyways... good luck all for english tomorrow (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-7411051920507131416?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7411051920507131416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=7411051920507131416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/7411051920507131416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/7411051920507131416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/02/history-today-was-shiett.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-6240318349050403996</id><published>2008-02-17T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T20:18:44.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow is the start of the new week. WHY DOES WEEKENDS ALWAYS PASS SO FAST?!&lt;br /&gt;as of this week, my schedule is...... (drumroll)&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Handbells&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Golf&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Piano, Tuition&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Handbells&lt;br /&gt;Friday: FREE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: External Handbells&lt;br /&gt;now i can really say that the phrase TGIF applys to me (: oh and TGIS, with the 'S' for Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;haha. we'll be getting back our geog papers this week i suppose? OH SHIEET. i bet i fail... i really hope i will passs.........NO I HAVE TO HAVE A MORE POSITIVE APPROACH THEN THAT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I WILL PASS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOUUS to those FDC people. dont be too disheartened. i know you will do better next yr. must stand up and smile, for your friends will be behind you always. cry cry cry, then stand up again and train harder for next yr (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday for some random reasons i dreamt about my grandad. i dreamt that he was very very far away and no matter how fast i run i cant catch up with him. and then i woke up crying.&lt;br /&gt;Grandad, i would like to tell you that you are sorely missed by all of us, no matter where you are. and even though we have gotten over our grief, you will stay in our hearts forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fateful day,&lt;br /&gt;you went away,&lt;br /&gt;to somewhere so far,&lt;br /&gt;i dunno where you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think of you,&lt;br /&gt;feeling so blue.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you are pleased,&lt;br /&gt;the sorrow it eased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you with angles,&lt;br /&gt;flying in circles&lt;br /&gt;with wings spread out,&lt;br /&gt;following no route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you loads&lt;br /&gt;well its all life's road&lt;br /&gt;see you again grandpa,&lt;br /&gt;please rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-6240318349050403996?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6240318349050403996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=6240318349050403996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/6240318349050403996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/6240318349050403996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/02/tomorrow-is-start-of-new-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-6625095609389058086</id><published>2008-02-16T14:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T14:55:48.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had lit "remedial" yesterday... thanks to SARAH'S SHEER COURAGE...&lt;br /&gt;(check: &lt;a href="http://www.believeinme1994.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.believeinme1994.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;yah AS IF LORH... its all of our courage put together. us as in me, kash, phoebe, and sarah. then jialun decided to come with us. and when we were in the middle of lessons, shabrina and jes came and joined us. Mr Sng was nice enough to take time off to help us. i see some light in getting some good and respectable grades for lit FINALLY. he practically explained everything to us again. thank you sng.&lt;br /&gt;and and when we first started, sarah wanted to ask how we were supposed to apply the technique "PEE"... and here goes the conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah-- Mr Sng, how do you pee?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sng-- Standing up&lt;br /&gt;(LAUGGHS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some time later&lt;br /&gt;Sarah-- Mr Sng, how are we supposed to pee during the exam?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sng-- Well you will all be sitting down, so i suppose you will all pee sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;(LAUGGHS SOMEMORE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL lah... and jialun is now named by mr sng HOUSEWHEEL. excuse me... but have you ever thought if she likes it? haha. We practised another poem and with many exagerated actions. and we got another practise to bring home to try. total time taken for lit remedial: 2.45pm to 4.30pm. when we finished i was like OMG! WE OVERSPENT THE TIME THAT WAS MEANT FOR US!!! it was supposed to be from 2.30pm to 3.30pm only... ohmygosh, THANK YOU for your time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-6625095609389058086?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6625095609389058086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=6625095609389058086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/6625095609389058086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/6625095609389058086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/02/had-lit-remedial-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-6747370368445476190</id><published>2008-02-13T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T17:04:34.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its funny you know, the juniors these days dont seem to know when to draw the line. I know our batch was bad but i think this year's sec one is worse. i mean not all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to any sec ones reading this post, sorry no offence. but you know, sometimes you have to think if your seniors really like you finding out so much about them. they need their own personal space too. know when you have to back off. sometimes seniors like someone else because she is special, maybe she is more reserved, but at the same time enthu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you do everything with us. its not like the last few years when sec ones seems to be seperated from everyone else until they learn that SENIORS ARE SENIORS. they may be friends but the fact still remains that they are SENIORS. unless you are really close to them and note: THIS MUST APPLY BOTH WAYS. not only like i like senior means senior likes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this may sound very angry but i am sorry, its the ugly truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-6747370368445476190?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6747370368445476190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=6747370368445476190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/6747370368445476190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/6747370368445476190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-funny-you-know-juniors-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-284478994237140362</id><published>2008-02-13T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T16:13:46.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why does good things always pass so fast?&lt;br /&gt;CNY IS OVERRRRRRRRRRR... that marks the end of angpaos for me this yr... *cries*&lt;br /&gt;haha I HOPE ALL YOUR CNY WAS ENJOYABLE.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot all about homework and was chionging like on sunday? pssttt... i know i naughty lahs&lt;br /&gt;i ate and ate and ate and ate until i thought i couldnt fit into my uniform. GOD I PUT ON 2 KILOGRAMS CAN?! now i have to work out for the rest of the year to get rid of what i got from just 3 days... sighhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science COMMON TEST is tomorrow. hmmmmmssss... is the teacher who set the paper dateless? no wonder he/she has so much free time on valentines day night to mark our papers :) [act innocent] GOOD LUCK EVERYONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-284478994237140362?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/284478994237140362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=284478994237140362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/284478994237140362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/284478994237140362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-does-good-things-always-pass-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-2553634137132146775</id><published>2008-02-04T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T19:48:07.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks all those friends on the tag board for trying to cheer me up ((:&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciated that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's english timed assignment again tomorrow, so can someone please pray with me and for me? today geog was kindof okay, but still... ohwells, hard is the only word that i can find to describe it. hope i pass... hmm no, i must have a more positive attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I WILL PASS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. i still kindof cant get trigo. oh mans, i hope when my maths book comes back it wont be like red markings all over. I TOOK 3 HOURS TO DO IT OKAY. i know its as easy as "TOA CAH SOH" but you know, i just dont get it. I DONT KNOW WHY DONT ASK ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had handbells too... AND AND I MEMORISED SHINY STEPS!!! yes yes i did. i really did. and AND i mastered the shake technique!!!!!! FOR ONCE MRS AW DOES NOT SAY ANYTHING ABOUT MY SHAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;look look sam, when you say you can do it, you can&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handbells seems like the only thing that went right this past few weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-2553634137132146775?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/2553634137132146775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=2553634137132146775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/2553634137132146775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/2553634137132146775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/02/thanks-all-those-friends-on-tag-board.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-59147727636822228</id><published>2008-01-30T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T16:20:54.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone say hello to stupid.&lt;br /&gt;yeah stupid is me.&lt;br /&gt;english timed assignment returned today.&lt;br /&gt;and i failed. no surprise, i never passed any of them compre timed assignment b4.&lt;br /&gt;congrats to sharmaine for getting 19, shabrina for getting 18, kash and sarah ang for getting 17 and all the rest of you who fell into the minority of ppl passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to dear mrs lam, thanks for disgracing all of us who failed by saying "those in front are those who failed". i know i am stupid thanks. i dun need you to tell me, neither do i appreciate you telling the class that i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths is killing me. what's with all the big big terms such as TRIGONOMETRY?&lt;br /&gt;i spent much time looking at the video thingy yesterday and i only understand a little.&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah i know, it all boils down to the fact that i am stupid.&lt;br /&gt;so know i am asking, any kind soul willing to spend your time explaining to this stupid person what she doesnt know? i doubt so anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Sec 2 common test 1 is doom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-59147727636822228?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/59147727636822228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=59147727636822228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/59147727636822228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/59147727636822228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/01/everyone-say-hello-to-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-915267378488484143</id><published>2008-01-29T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T17:45:45.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maths... damn maths.&lt;br /&gt;I AM STUPID OKAY, SO I WILL APPRECIATE IT IF YOU WILL STOP TEACHING SO FAST AND ACT AS IF EVERYONE UNDERSTANDS, THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;here comes hell.&lt;br /&gt;algebra= enermy no.1&lt;br /&gt;trigonometry= to hell with it. someone hurry tell me what the heck it is.&lt;br /&gt;phythagoras theorem is still okay but someone teaches it in such a way that it makes me feel that i am getting stupidier and stupidier. THANKS A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;and i have hearing problem so do me a favour and TALK LOUDER.&lt;br /&gt;screw maths.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-915267378488484143?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/915267378488484143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=915267378488484143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/915267378488484143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/915267378488484143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/01/maths.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-1546472328576454247</id><published>2008-01-27T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T21:27:04.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH GAWD... MY MUM ALLOWS ME TO GO TO BEIJING...&lt;br /&gt;thats &lt;i&gt;AMAZING&lt;/i&gt; and dad SIGNED the form!!!&lt;br /&gt;my dad's more strict then my mum and HE SIGNED THE FORM?!?! ZOMG!&lt;br /&gt;ok the world's overturning and going UPSIDEDOWN and LEFT-RIGHT-DISORIENTATED ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went swimming with emerald, pearl and jasper. oh and it was FUN FUN FUN!!! if you are looking to slim down or get rid of a tummy, try sit ups in water. you hook your legs onto the side of the pool and sit up... you think its like not helping but after you do 50 or 100, you get down and you realise that you tummy just aches like after an exercise... haha. then after the swim, we went to the changing room to bathe... then cos pearl din bring her shampoo so we were throwing it over the wall between the 2 showers. then the shampoo got stuck up there, so pearl used her body bath to throw over and get it down. then HER body bath got stuck up there. so i used my body bath to throw over and get it down. AFTER THAT HERS GOT DOWN BUT &lt;i&gt;MY&lt;/i&gt; BODY BATH GOT STUCK UP THERE... like wth... finally NOTHING was stuck up there and we realised that we spent 1/2 and hour in the shower room... how retarded can that get? haha. so then we went for yummy dinner, thanks to dad and mum... then HOME... was all tired out jumping up and down trying to get shampoos and body baths. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weekend just passes TOO fast... haha, beijing here i come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-1546472328576454247?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1546472328576454247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=1546472328576454247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/1546472328576454247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/1546472328576454247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-gawd.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-3266157462549829127</id><published>2008-01-25T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:34:59.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised that valentines day is coming and some freak teacher set a science test on that day. THANKS ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;i found someone to spend valentines day with me... AS IF. haha... lonesome again (:&lt;br /&gt;and i rather be lonesome then have some idiot guy to spend it with me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-3266157462549829127?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3266157462549829127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=3266157462549829127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/3266157462549829127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/3266157462549829127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-just-realised-that-valentines-day-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-539045232276955138</id><published>2008-01-25T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T18:37:26.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was olevel results released. Congrats to WEITING AND ESTHER. with a 10 and 9 points respectively. and thanks to the good olevel results, we had a half day off today (:&lt;br /&gt;and and yesterday the new sec1s joined us. WELCOME WELCOME haha. but pathetic leh... only 8 showed up. but got 2 more showed up for auditions. hope they get in. then after that we had bonding session and hannah frightened the new sec1s with her obsession with __. ___ haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmyfreak. she observes the weirdest things abt __. ___ can? like &lt;i&gt;THE WAY __. ___ WALKS&lt;/i&gt;!!! wth la. and then qiqi ask me who he was and then when she was showed the picture, she went "where got handsome?" haha hannah, your taste sth wrong arh? but anyways, love makes some people do the wierdest things. she has like 18++ pictures related to  __. ___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today after school huixian and i changed at the community centre and then went to J8 to celebrate the princess' sweet 14. haha. lunch then shop the movie. on the way there got alot of ppl staring at us lurh... lucky we din see &lt;i&gt;HER&lt;/i&gt; at J8. &lt;s&gt;if not i die&lt;/s&gt; lol. 27 dresses the movie super funny can? huixian and i were luffing like mad ppl the entire show. actuallly the whole cinema was. then after that walk a while more then go home. fun fun fun. exp for the part ppl keep staring at us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i gtg eat my dinner now... mum calling. BYEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-539045232276955138?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/539045232276955138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=539045232276955138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/539045232276955138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/539045232276955138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/01/yesterday-was-olevel-results-released.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-1347465924233440139</id><published>2008-01-23T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T13:25:11.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maths Pop Quiz returned today. and guess what? i got full marks. *jaw drop* haha whatever... dang mr tay for giving it to us so early in the morning. aiyah cant stand him. Gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much to update today... Only that during PE we had shot-putting and now my arms feels like its broken. see... thats how NO MUSCLES LIKE IRON my arm is... haha thanks to joshua sng now my head is filled with literature stuff... since yesterday. Cos i m an AUDITORY leaner and mr sng talks lots and lots. haha more info go see sarah tan's blog.. . &lt;a href="http://www.believeinme1994.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.believeinme1994.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; LOL yeah then we had study skills workshop during TOP and all of us were practically trying to get away from the camera (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats abt all... okok byeee for now.&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AMBER STICK IT IN YOUR STUPID BRAIN I HAVE &lt;i&gt;NO&lt;/i&gt; BF, OKAY?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-1347465924233440139?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1347465924233440139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=1347465924233440139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/1347465924233440139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/1347465924233440139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/01/maths-pop-quiz-returned-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-7432649011499119067</id><published>2008-01-22T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T16:52:33.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HANDBELLS YESTERDAY ROCKED&lt;br /&gt;and oh phantom of the opera i heart you&lt;br /&gt;like FINALLY i can touch the bells again.&lt;br /&gt;i have been playing chimes and it is NOT easy esp for induction songs cos the stupid score was given so late and one person practically plays 6-7 notes per song.&lt;br /&gt;Phantom rocks except for the shaking of the bells part. Now Mrs Aw moving so slow i shake until my hand can drop off. Oh wells, it all boils down to the fact that I CANT SHAKE :( Hopefully when actual speed that time wont be so bad haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths pop quiz today was okayy. just suckish that it was FIRST THING IN THE MORNING. *groans* 15 minutes to do all the questions and my brain is like shut down in the morning. so just did any-oh-how, hoping that whatever crap i remember will bring me through the quiz. Heng this not common test if not die &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compre&lt;/span&gt; timed assignment. Mrs lam had to go and start even b4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sherly&lt;/span&gt; and me came back from the toilet. oh heck care her. at least i managed to finish (: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Damnit&lt;/span&gt; i hope i pass... my comprehension sucks like dunno what. still remember last yr both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;compre&lt;/span&gt; TA= fail. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; first one was the worst... fail by 1 and a half marks. then 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; one fail by 1/2 marks. like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt;. someone pray for me to pass... i will thank you and love you (as a friend) for ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever... (you get the idea) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;OKOK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;gtg&lt;/span&gt; do homework now... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;goh&lt;/span&gt; never come today and she=very clever, ask us to go and do 公函... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; formal letter... and the cleverest thing this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;MALU&lt;/span&gt; person who typed this post did was to throw away her formal letter notes once the exams were over last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;yearrr&lt;/span&gt;.... so now i gotta go search for the notes... AND &lt;em&gt;dear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;sng&lt;/span&gt; (sarcasm) went to postpone the deadline for lit poem to next week... like *&amp;amp;^%$!#$%^&amp;amp;(*&amp;amp;^ i rushed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; it yesterday!!!!!! bleahs... okay oso need to go and do mr tay's maths homework now... you know his character... later he KILL me... i very innocent dun wan die yet... haha i know: AS IF. ok bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-7432649011499119067?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7432649011499119067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=7432649011499119067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/7432649011499119067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/7432649011499119067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/01/handbells-yesterday-rocked-and-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-5054796398236247510</id><published>2008-01-20T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T21:35:43.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i forgot... thursday we had SPOTCHECK. omg thank god i wore my high socks that day... if not sure kena lecture by mdm haslinda. 3 SPOTCHECKS IN ONE DAY OMG LAH. first was in the morning, never get caught. then mdm farida checked again during SEL. was like everyone not prepared? Jialun was frantically pulling on her long skirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. and SARAH TAN was caught for too short hair lol. AND THEN after school handbells had another spotcheck and i forgot to unfold my skirt... so TADAH got caught for freaking skirt. someone please remind me to unfold my skirt the next time i go for handbells (which is tomorrow) if not later kena caught again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then friday stay back for class notice board deco. Then we were rubbing the oil pastels on the board to make the fire. MALU MALU me never see got one nail sticking out of the board, then go and use my palm to rub across. SOOO now got one super duper big cut on my palm... very smart right? i know... come clap hand clap hand... THE BEST PART IS I WENT TO OFFICE GET FIRST AID THE DUMB LADY AT THE COUNTER THOUGHT I CUT MYSELF... like wth? and then she wrap my hand like i fracture like that... 害我 going home that time my senior thought what happened to my hand. damn funny and super stupid. i still laughing like hell now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and AND i m SICK again. wth. everyone seems to be getting flu. i have been sneezing my head off for the last 2 days. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. and my throat hurts like billy-o. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I FORGOT TO BRING HOME MATHS TB... which means chionging tomorrow morning. heng only got 3 qns... phew... okays, gtg now... bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-5054796398236247510?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5054796398236247510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=5054796398236247510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5054796398236247510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5054796398236247510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-7387896899029825674</id><published>2008-01-17T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T18:36:02.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oops sorry for the dead blog peeps. :/&lt;br /&gt;i was busy since school reopened. The new school is WOW BAM FANTASTIC!&lt;br /&gt;theres one toilet per level and the school is so big its possible to get lost&lt;br /&gt;[sarcastic]&lt;br /&gt;lets talk abt... INDUCTION!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh man induction so so rocked. it was damn fun can? see all the sec 1 sitting there like how we did last yr. and AND i feel so old now... senior... what a word haha. the handbell performance was okay lahhh but very soft cos the freaking hall was so open air... oh nevermind, because handbells know we did our best (:&lt;br /&gt;GARRRR.... i need to go and do my homework now... Sharmaine, Phoebe, i update some other time if not later MRS FRANKLIN, MDM GOH and MR TAY kills me. okok byebyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ignite08 rockon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-7387896899029825674?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7387896899029825674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=7387896899029825674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/7387896899029825674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/7387896899029825674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/01/oops-sorry-for-dead-blog-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-8871562225995444022</id><published>2008-01-01T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T15:42:24.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY I AM 13! I REALLY AM 13!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to Huixian, Kashmiira, Renee, Angelynn and Cheryl for coming to my birthday party yesterday. i hope you all enjoyed yourselves. i really enjoyed myself and had a mad time yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG THANK YOU TO KASHMIIRA AND HUIXIAN MY TWO BEST FRIENDS FOR SUPPORTING ME ALL THE WAY DURING THIS YEAR WHEN I WAS FEELING ESP DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANOTHER BIG ONE TO RENEE AND ANGELYNN FOR BEING FAITHFUL FRIENDS ALL THESE YEARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DA LAST BIG BIG THANK YOU GOES TO CHERYL FOR BEING MY BEST COUSIN AND BUDDY SINCE I WAS BORN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all my other friends-- sharmaine, christie, clarissa, terris, jialun, phoebe, evangeline, hannah, alicia and lots more. thank you for being my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all of you, have a HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-8871562225995444022?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8871562225995444022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=8871562225995444022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/8871562225995444022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/8871562225995444022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2008/01/yay-i-am-13-i-really-am-13-thank-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-6543895389799507031</id><published>2007-12-27T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T19:09:05.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YESSSSSS i got my ever so awaited CRUMPLER BAG...&lt;br /&gt;for xmas whootssss...&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU MY DEAR DADDY!!!&lt;br /&gt;phoebe, looks like my bag wil have a TWIN in school (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-6543895389799507031?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6543895389799507031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=6543895389799507031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/6543895389799507031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/6543895389799507031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/12/yessssss-i-got-my-ever-so-awaited.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-8152126767849939294</id><published>2007-12-21T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T11:53:25.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES!!! emerald, pearl and jasper! you are FINALLY in singapore...&lt;br /&gt;GOSH i still living in disbelief that you arrived at 5.30pm yesterday ((:&lt;br /&gt;RMB TO SMS ME UR 'SINGAPORE NUMBER'&lt;br /&gt;haha, seeya arnd!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-8152126767849939294?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8152126767849939294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=8152126767849939294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/8152126767849939294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/8152126767849939294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/12/yes-emerald-pearl-and-jasper-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-789247351960932033</id><published>2007-12-18T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T18:05:21.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey peeps, i m BACK!&lt;br /&gt;actually i was back on 16 very very late at night.&lt;br /&gt;taiwan was OH-SO-FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things that i did/ places i went:&lt;br /&gt;1. tropic of cancer marker, the place they mark the tropic of cancer.&lt;br /&gt;2. strawberry farm&lt;br /&gt;3. hot spring&lt;br /&gt;4. many many night markets&lt;br /&gt;5. those mountain caves that are oh so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;6. ALISHAN&lt;br /&gt;7. Museum etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts about taiwan:&lt;br /&gt;1. it is INFESTED with dogs. almost everyone has one and there are many many strays.&lt;br /&gt;2. the places are either super dirty or super clean&lt;br /&gt;3. the branded things there are much more ex then spore&lt;br /&gt;4. BUT the not branded things there are much much cheaper then spore&lt;br /&gt;5. 臭豆腐 smells and tastes HORRIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. it was a very very fun trip... TAIWAN IS LOVEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was second day of handbells chalet...&lt;br /&gt;sunday i din go cos DUH i was in taiwan?&lt;br /&gt;chalet second day abit no life cos the whole day ppl just kept leaving.&lt;br /&gt;Played cards, joke joke and gossip gossip gossip.&lt;br /&gt;lunch: hannah's birthday cake&lt;br /&gt;dinner: leftover food from sunday bbq and instant noodle.&lt;br /&gt;SMILES. haha&lt;br /&gt;we played with the water bombs at abt 7 plus.&lt;br /&gt;locked jaan, sangee and jiahui outside while mingee, deepa, xinping, alicia and me opened the windows on the second lvl to water bomb their heads. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then sangee, jaan and deepa left while we continued to play with water bombs.&lt;br /&gt;in the end no more water bombs, take pails and bowls of water to throw at each other. ((:&lt;br /&gt;then, mop floor and bathe.&lt;br /&gt;you want to noe how pathetic the headcount was for yesterday night stayover? 2&lt;br /&gt;just 2. xinping and mingee. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;when i left at 9 plus only jiahui, mingee and xinping left. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays gtg, handbell annual chalet 07 was fun... byeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-789247351960932033?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/789247351960932033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=789247351960932033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/789247351960932033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/789247351960932033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-peeps-i-m-back-taiwan-was-oh-so-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-4352819867014691868</id><published>2007-12-08T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T17:11:40.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoots 9 hrs to taiwan!!!&lt;br /&gt;MISS ME PEOPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sry sry to CHERYL, AMANDA and HANNAH&lt;br /&gt;wont be here for ur birthday sobs...&lt;br /&gt;so i wish you a early and very very happy birthday ((:&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER TO REMEMBER ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-4352819867014691868?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4352819867014691868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=4352819867014691868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/4352819867014691868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/4352819867014691868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/12/whoots-9-hrs-to-taiwan-miss-me-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-8304047597679165376</id><published>2007-12-07T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T12:23:05.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a piece of advice to anyone planning to go to escape themepark:&lt;br /&gt;WHOOTS, MUST GO BEFORE 31st DECEMBER!!! the tickets all $7 only, dun care you adult, senior citizen or child...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to Escape with Denise, Cara and Celestine... wahh so fun can? the weather abit wettish la but lucky only drizzle drizzle drizzle... HAHA. Morning 8 oclock, sun haven even properly come out yet Daddy fetched me to Cara and Celestine's hse before he go to work... Denise stayover... then they all haven wake up yet, exp Cara... haha. See, the sun really haven rise properly yet lorhs... yarh then when they FINALLY woke up, eat breakfast then they bathe then we go to escape themepark... on the way drizzle drizzle drizzle... Bleahs. then when we reached, cannot play yet cos they still cleaning up or sth. yarh so we sit at the gates there and talk alot... then at abt 11 am the things finally can sit. buy tickets, get locker then its TIME TO PLAY... whoots! okok the MUST SIT RIDES IN ESCAPE THEMEPARK: Inverter, Revolution (too bad yesterday close), Pirite Ship, Rainbow, Daytona Go kart Beginner track, Daytona Go Kart advance track, Bumper Boat (if you not scared get wet), Wet and wild (oso if you don mind get wet) and got alot more lahs... one plus we went out to eat then aft that go back in, play until the themepark close-- 8 pm. We din manage to complete the haunted house. Go in see the first part, scream, run out. HAHAHAHAH, see thats how no guts we were, or otherwise, how scary the haunted house was. haha, Cara and Celestine mum came to fetch us for dinner, then after then i went back to their house to bathe and get out of my super wet clothes that i have to thank denise and the bumperboat for. HAHA...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a very very fun day. SHALL WE GO AGAIN SOME DAY?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-8304047597679165376?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8304047597679165376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=8304047597679165376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/8304047597679165376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/8304047597679165376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/12/piece-of-advice-to-anyone-planning-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-6240465906899302913</id><published>2007-12-04T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T17:56:50.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES!!!!!!!! I FINALLY REBORNDED MY HAIRRR...&lt;br /&gt;thank you my AWESOME aunty helen for helping me to do it as a christmas pressie...&lt;br /&gt;you are the BEST hair stylist i ever known...&lt;br /&gt;HAHA thank you mummy and daddy for FINALLY giving me permission to to it...&lt;br /&gt;OH BOY! i sat in the hair salon for 2 and a half hrs...&lt;br /&gt;and i cant tie my hair, but nevermind... &lt;br /&gt;I WILL SURVIVE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-6240465906899302913?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6240465906899302913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=6240465906899302913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/6240465906899302913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/6240465906899302913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/12/yes-i-finally-rebornded-my-hairrr.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-6847804672071033140</id><published>2007-11-29T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T18:59:34.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whooots i went out with Cheryl today...&lt;br /&gt;went to J8 for movie, shopping and lunch ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness me, first time i went out with her and i was late! argh, not a very good impression i left i bet... *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be meeting her at 11, but a arrived at 11.05 or sth... LOL. Heng we din miss the bus, or else i bet she will kill me.. oops cheryl, i aint painting a very nice picture of you here, hope you dont kill me for that too ((: LOL.  We reached J8 at abt 11.15 like that... went to buy the movie tickets for ENCHANTED... then we shopped ard for birthday presents for her 2 friends. &lt;s&gt;her girlfriend and her boyfriend&lt;/s&gt;. Her friend that is a girl and her friend that is a guy. HAHAHA. the girl's gift was easy to buy. we got her a pack of cards and this chinese name thingy. The boy was OMG OMG OMG. we spent the longest time looking for his gift. ARGH. CHERYL I AM TELLING YOU IF HE DOESNT LIKE IT, I WILL &lt;s&gt;CHOP HIS HANDS OFF&lt;/s&gt; KILL HIM. Yeah so in the end we got him a crocodile keychain thingy and the chinese name thingy... yar, then macs for lunch. poor cheryl, found a cocroach 'sitting' next to her. &lt;s&gt;WE SHALL SUE MACDONALS TOGETHER OH YES WE SHALL&lt;/s&gt;. haha we went to buy bubble tea for the movie. then upstairs, we got popcorn and dear cheryl who is a member of the GV thingy got a free coke, which we shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WHAT?! the lady in front of us in the queue was...... MRS ELAINE TOH! my dearest P1/P2 form teacher or otherwise known as my P5/P6 physical education teacher. so we started talking to her. i shall illustrate the conversation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello Mrs Toh&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Toh: Oh hello Marlene. How are you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Fine. this is my cousin Cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Toh: Oh hello.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What show are you watching?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Toh: Enchanted, the 2pm one.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh we are too! with your sons?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Toh: Yep they are ard somewhere waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh I see. Which row will you be sitting?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Toh (Checks ticket): M&lt;br /&gt;Me: OHHHH so are we... we are sitting M10 and M11.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Toh (pulls a face): Oh we are M7, M8, M9.&lt;br /&gt;*both busts out laughing*&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: I take M11... you can sit next to your teacher. (Sneers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA so coincidental right?! HAHAHA we went home aft the movie so not much to write le... OKAYS i gtg for dinner... BYES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-6847804672071033140?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6847804672071033140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=6847804672071033140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/6847804672071033140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/6847804672071033140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/11/whooots-i-went-out-with-cheryl-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-5622210132350193247</id><published>2007-11-28T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T13:34:28.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZOMG! NO I CANT BELIEVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;my artwork that was submitted to the noise singapore competition has been SELECTED!?!?&lt;br /&gt;ok, maybe not winning piece but SELECTED FOR THE 2007 FESTIVAL SHOWCASE?!&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;is this a dream?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-5622210132350193247?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5622210132350193247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=5622210132350193247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5622210132350193247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5622210132350193247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/11/zomg-no-i-cant-believe-it-my-artwork.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-5832129806958391908</id><published>2007-11-28T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T10:23:17.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am back with what i promised!!! the daily dairy entry of my trip to perth ((:&lt;br /&gt;theres something wrong with the pictures uploading thingy so maybe that will have to come later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday 16 November&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at the airport at 7am. WTH, i woke up even earlier then i do to go to school... then my grandma and me bought some chocolates, which we accidentally left at the boardin gates there. grrr..... the flight was 5hrs long... PHEW, my legs were kind of numb when i got off the plane. okay i really have no idea how i will be enduring a flight to europe. if i m ever going there one day. i got a window seat WOOHOO!!! the view from the plane was very nice sia, i got myself a free geography lesson, of rivers and its meanders and its delta and goodness noes what else. LOL. the sun there is scorching. but, BUT, the wind is COLD super COLD can?! *shivers* grandma and i wasnt staying in a hotel but in one of grandma's friend's house. ((: Aunty Ruby's house. yarh so aunty ruby came to fetch us back to her hse.  she has 3 children, 2 girls 1 boy, age 11, 13, 15 ((: smiles. n their names. OH their names : JASPER, PEARL, EMERALD. yeaps all named after precious gems. lol. when we reached their house, i was like wahhhhhhh.. their house very big sia.. but kindof messy. got to know the 3 children. Emerald has a dinner and dance that night so then she was kindof busy makup-ing. so i just played with pearl and jasper. we talk and talk and talk until quite late, like what? 12 plus australia time? (they r one hr ahead) then go n sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday 17 November&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee... i woke up at 7 am today. lol. earliest person in the hse to wake up haha. jasper has to go for chinese school but den aunty ruby din manage to wake him up. pssttt, naughty jasper. pearl and i mucked abt all morning while emerald did her studying and jasper played his com games. then at abt 12 plus, aunty ruby brought us to fremantle, some fishing port or similar. yar we went to the memorial hill there first. v nice view from there. OKOK, a note of advice to anyone who is going to perth: NEVER EVER GO TO FREMANTLE WITHOUT A JACKET. yeahs, even in summer. its f-ree-zing there. cos of the sea breeze. hahas. then we went to the market place to walk around. the market only open on friday saturday and sunday so we were lucky that we went on the correct day. market for grandma and me equals to walk and walk, buy and buy. HAHAHA. after that we went for lunch, then to the jetty area take summore pictures (: after that went back to aunty ruby's house. at abt 5 plus, aunty ruby's sis, Aunty pat, who also stays in perth came to fetch grandma and me to go to church. we went to Queen of the Aposles church. then after that aunty pat brought us on a drive pass canning river. GOSH, the place there is NICE CAN?!?! cold and freezing but very very nice view. after that we went back to aunty pat's hse for dinner and grandma played mahjong until 3plus in the morning. WITH ME WATCHING BEHIND HER. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok peeps, kindof tired now, the other dairy entrys tomorrow or sth ok? PROMISE. seeya ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-5832129806958391908?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5832129806958391908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=5832129806958391908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5832129806958391908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5832129806958391908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-people-i-am-back-with-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-5792364506975348735</id><published>2007-11-27T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T10:44:52.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people!&lt;br /&gt;i am back from PERTH!&lt;br /&gt;argh it seriously rocks, but having a bit of a sunburn now ((:&lt;br /&gt;haha. will post the daily dairy enteries of perth holiday someother time.&lt;br /&gt;just changed the skin so kindof lazy to type everything out.&lt;br /&gt;hope the new skin is fine with you all ((:&lt;br /&gt;seeya ard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-5792364506975348735?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5792364506975348735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=5792364506975348735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5792364506975348735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5792364506975348735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-people-i-am-back-from-perth-argh.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-3058234956336584529</id><published>2007-10-16T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T19:26:21.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAH.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe it.&lt;br /&gt;the stupid EOY results are out. SO FAST.&lt;br /&gt;did ok lahh. quite happy with my results except for...&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;lets see...&lt;br /&gt;english: 70.7% (A2)&lt;br /&gt;maths: 72.5% (A2)&lt;br /&gt;chinese: 62% (B4)&lt;br /&gt;science: 74% (A2)&lt;br /&gt;history: 87.3% (A1)&lt;br /&gt;Literature: 62% (B4)&lt;br /&gt;Geography: 71.7% (A2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. not bad at all for a FIRST year in secondary school (:&lt;br /&gt;i knew my maths, science and english would never have made it for A1.&lt;br /&gt;lol. i din even expect to pass LIT. it has been me worse subject for like the WHOLE YEAR?!?! looks like mugging like siao 48 hrs b4 lit ecam does help.&lt;br /&gt;chinese. [sigh] stupid comprehension. i dropped like a stone. the rest all good, then this one go n gimme one 20/40. oh heck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i forgot the modular subjects.&lt;br /&gt;Art: 72% (A2)&lt;br /&gt;Home Econs: 67.3% (B3)&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T: 62.8% (B4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG i cont believe D&amp;T. its like !@#&amp;*(!@#$%^&amp;*. zzz i expected higher. OH NEVERMIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see. L1R5 taking english, maths, science, history, geog n art will add up to a total of 11 points. &lt;br /&gt;this yr i am a 11 pointer. next yr i shall be a 10 pointer. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-3058234956336584529?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3058234956336584529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=3058234956336584529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/3058234956336584529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/3058234956336584529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/10/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-4649720083121269253</id><published>2007-10-04T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T09:56:07.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was the last day of the exams.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;u should have heard onei cheer when miss kaur said "girls, you may go"&lt;br /&gt;everyone is free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, english was okayy, chinese was fine. SCIENCE WAS HORRENDOUS... like i said before. MATHS WAS HELL! anyways, updates after the exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-4649720083121269253?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4649720083121269253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=4649720083121269253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/4649720083121269253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/4649720083121269253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-was-last-day-of-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-1933964958160610807</id><published>2007-10-02T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T09:57:40.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sry no update.&lt;br /&gt;Sooo... no more complains yeah, Sharmaine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH THE EXAMS.&lt;br /&gt;at least theres only maths and geog left.&lt;br /&gt;ONLY?!?! they are like what? my weakest subjects in the whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i wont fail, but i know i will flunk it with like what? &lt;br /&gt;a just pass?&lt;br /&gt;today's science was a BIG BIG terror.&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD HELP ME.&lt;br /&gt;i spent the most time trying to pull up my socks for the F***ing physics and then i had to STONE and BRAINWASH at ALL the physics qns.&lt;br /&gt;WTH. i dun give a damn what my marks are now. how good can it get when 1/4 of my paper is PHYSICS and i STONED at all the physics questions?&lt;br /&gt;say byebye to 20+ marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeya after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;IF I DONT DIE AND GET SWEPT AWAY BY AGENTS OF EROSION.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-1933964958160610807?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1933964958160610807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=1933964958160610807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/1933964958160610807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/1933964958160610807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/10/sry-no-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-5627078419665270230</id><published>2007-08-22T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T17:40:37.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is getting really retarded.&lt;br /&gt;come on people. everything i say or do will be contradicted and the truth will be distorted beyond recognisation. Lets just take a few minutes and clear up all that stupid misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senario 1: NAFA&lt;br /&gt;i only mentioned a tweeny weeny thing about Nafa. I never did say i was transfering there. so, too bad for all those people who HATES ME VERY MUCH, i m NOT transferring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senario 2: Ms Teh&lt;br /&gt;come on. i only went to ask ms teh something about this Art competition she wants me to join. whats the big deal lahhh. Ask her something only and you think there's something going on between ME and HER. this is just so RETARDED. you mean to say i cant ask ms teh ANYTHING???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senario 3: Mr Khoo&lt;br /&gt;EXCUSE ME??? how on earth can i have something to do with him? My maths is weak and asking him for extra algebra excercise is a CRIME issit??? Theres NOTHING going on between me and Mr Khoo. so whoever passed around that rumour, THANK YOU VERY MUCH. i REALLY appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senario 4: Nomination&lt;br /&gt;Yes i really want to be a prefect. but you think i will really DROP TO THE LEVEL OF NOMINATING MYSELF?!?!?! dream on. i only went to find mr khoo with kashmiira to pay for the freaking science textbook and FIND OUT THE MATHS HOMEWORK. n i will never ask my friends to nominate me. THIS IS THEIR CHOICE, NOT MINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whoever sent these rumours around, thank you very much, but i m afriad to inform you that they are SOOO not true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-5627078419665270230?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5627078419665270230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=5627078419665270230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5627078419665270230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5627078419665270230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-getting-really-retarded.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-5252086422889501226</id><published>2007-08-12T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T20:23:07.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;i m back!&lt;br /&gt;yep! from st john's island chalet with dozens of mosquito bites.lol&lt;br /&gt;let me give you a summary of what we did. &lt;br /&gt;then there will be photos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 1, 8 August 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached St John's island about 3+&lt;br /&gt;because we went to kusu island first.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much at kusu island. Only had a temple, a wishing well and LOTS of turtles.&lt;br /&gt;when we reached, we unpacked, then played mini mahjong and cards&lt;br /&gt;with my 4 cousins who were there i mean. &lt;br /&gt;The first day, only got 20 ppl on the island. &lt;br /&gt;OUR FAMILY NIA!!! lols&lt;br /&gt;then from about 4.30pm like that, we went down to the beach to swim.&lt;br /&gt;swam, then went to catch baby shrimps.&lt;br /&gt;we swam until about 6.30pm&lt;br /&gt;then at night, after dinner, we go out of the chalet to catch crabs&lt;br /&gt;A bit unfruitful. but nevermind, at least it was fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 2, 9 August 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rise and shine! then the four of us went down to the jetty to take some pictures of Singapore on its birthday. After that, we went with some adults to explore the place. turns out that there were old army camps inside the island. now open to public. COOL right? &lt;br /&gt;after that, we went down to the beach again to swim.&lt;br /&gt;played frisbee in the water.&lt;br /&gt;after some time, the game became "monkey" with a person trying to catch the frisbee in the centre.&lt;br /&gt;then at 11plus, the other 4 cousins of ours arrived. Ate lunch, rested a while, then went down to the beach again. FOR SUNTANNING. woohoo! then after that, SWAM AGAIN. until about 6 plus i think.&lt;br /&gt;then at night, about 8oclock, go down to the beach there to watch the national day fireworks. OMG they were so spectacular!!! &lt;br /&gt;then we went back to the chalet to celebrate my cousin's birthday :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 3, 10 August 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rise and shine, then started to pack up for the check out.&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the ferry at the jetty, went suntanning again.&lt;br /&gt;got sunburnt. lol. then after that the ferry came, so then it was home sweet home!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PHOTOS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the super clear water at st john island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr7u4WPHo7I/AAAAAAAAABE/gSpBvEYS1pg/s1600-h/Wadeva001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr7u4WPHo7I/AAAAAAAAABE/gSpBvEYS1pg/s320/Wadeva001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097774480039060402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr7u4mPHo8I/AAAAAAAAABM/8hDdbaBo_BE/s1600-h/Wadeva006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr7u4mPHo8I/AAAAAAAAABM/8hDdbaBo_BE/s320/Wadeva006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097774484334027714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our chalet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr72mWPHo9I/AAAAAAAAABU/2bzFSs02HBE/s1600-h/Wadeva003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr72mWPHo9I/AAAAAAAAABU/2bzFSs02HBE/s320/Wadeva003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097782966894437330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr72mWPHo-I/AAAAAAAAABc/96Fhom_hXOA/s1600-h/Wadeva024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr72mWPHo-I/AAAAAAAAABc/96Fhom_hXOA/s320/Wadeva024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097782966894437346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr72mmPHo_I/AAAAAAAAABk/4XXfuLEmng8/s1600-h/Wadeva028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr72mmPHo_I/AAAAAAAAABk/4XXfuLEmng8/s320/Wadeva028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097782971189404658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the army camps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr76EWPHpAI/AAAAAAAAABs/6fHX3QAzpiI/s1600-h/Wadeva009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr76EWPHpAI/AAAAAAAAABs/6fHX3QAzpiI/s320/Wadeva009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097786780825396226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr76EmPHpBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OYT6kZBK9nc/s1600-h/Wadeva010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr76EmPHpBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OYT6kZBK9nc/s320/Wadeva010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097786785120363538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr76EmPHpCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/IeCcRcOIxjs/s1600-h/Wadeva011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr76EmPHpCI/AAAAAAAAAB8/IeCcRcOIxjs/s320/Wadeva011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097786785120363554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr76y2PHpDI/AAAAAAAAACE/2uiAKEvS400/s1600-h/Wadeva015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr76y2PHpDI/AAAAAAAAACE/2uiAKEvS400/s320/Wadeva015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097787579689313330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr76zWPHpEI/AAAAAAAAACM/zlwwAI0qL1U/s1600-h/Wadeva025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr76zWPHpEI/AAAAAAAAACM/zlwwAI0qL1U/s320/Wadeva025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097787588279247938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr760GPHpFI/AAAAAAAAACU/weIQJMD_kX8/s1600-h/Wadeva026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr760GPHpFI/AAAAAAAAACU/weIQJMD_kX8/s320/Wadeva026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097787601164149842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapore's skyline (my master piece)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr77XmPHpGI/AAAAAAAAACc/k-qdwWH3OeA/s1600-h/Wadeva005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr77XmPHpGI/AAAAAAAAACc/k-qdwWH3OeA/s320/Wadeva005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097788211049505890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-5252086422889501226?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5252086422889501226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=5252086422889501226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5252086422889501226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5252086422889501226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-people-i-m-back-yep-from-st-johns.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rr7u4WPHo7I/AAAAAAAAABE/gSpBvEYS1pg/s72-c/Wadeva001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-1599392612492676867</id><published>2007-08-01T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T18:56:36.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/RrBlGGPHo5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/KmCpodosKvI/s1600-h/Brisbane+-+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/RrBlGGPHo5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/KmCpodosKvI/s320/Brisbane+-+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093682333983679378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/RrBmb2PHo6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/V6q1btgr-PU/s1600-h/Brisbane+-+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/RrBmb2PHo6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/V6q1btgr-PU/s320/Brisbane+-+051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093683807157461922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not weak&lt;br /&gt;its just tt its hard to get over&lt;br /&gt;i have lost my grand-dad, now i have to say goodbye to my goodfren too.&lt;br /&gt;NATALIE!&lt;br /&gt;the times we had together, the times since the day i knew you in nursery&lt;br /&gt;Are now nothing but joyful memories that i'll treasure forever.&lt;br /&gt;Take Care, God Bless and Stay Healthy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll meet again someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&amp;amp;I NEVER CAN SAY GOODBYE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-1599392612492676867?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1599392612492676867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=1599392612492676867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/1599392612492676867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/1599392612492676867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-not-weak-its-just-tt-its-hard-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/RrBlGGPHo5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/KmCpodosKvI/s72-c/Brisbane+-+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-3049900791292596194</id><published>2007-07-18T14:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T15:01:08.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloooz everyone again&lt;br /&gt;time to bring you up to the most recent happenings of my BORING OLD LIFE &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my third golf lesson on saturday. Fun. Learnt full swing and continued to practise back swing. Alot more used to the heavy club liao. starting to find it fun now that i can hit abt 60m. eh quite gd liao lorhhh. some ppl need abt 5 practises then can hit 60m. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!I got a newfound interest in ART. woohoo! Art rocks man. i thinx i noe why i used to hate art. Cos no matter how nicely we drew in primary school, Mdm Kam, my art teacher, kept giving a BIG BIG &lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt; TORRIBLE(horrible + terrible) Haha. i thinx now u noe why my english so bad. anyways, ART ROX MY SOCKS NOW. maybe i shall even consider taking art in sec3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, tomorro english Oral. i m so gonna DIE. 40 MARKS LEHHHH. wtf. n my examiner is MRS PEI LW. OMG OMG. she is like so... oh nvm. kashmiira and phoebe is so lucky. Miss laura siew. i think she is like one of the best teacher i ever saw. (excluding mrs eugenie tan obvious). ok, gtg, blog again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-3049900791292596194?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3049900791292596194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=3049900791292596194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/3049900791292596194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/3049900791292596194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/07/helloooz-everyone-again-time-to-bring.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-2129972957539939851</id><published>2007-07-13T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T15:28:05.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY ALL!&lt;br /&gt;sry i so long never post arh...&lt;br /&gt;cos i very bz.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much really happened except on saturday, i had second golf lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Came home with ANOTHER round of arm ache...lolx, still cant get used to the weight of the club. &gt;&lt; yeah, i oso got back my Maths and Science test papers. SHITTY test papers. yeah, the marks are...*drumroll* Science: 17/30, Maths: 17/35. SIAN LAHHH. Shitty maths, fail by half mark nia. Go Home was scolded like i dunno wad like tt.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then yesterday, stupid me went to let it slip to my seniors that i got hearing definciancy (i dunno how spell lah!)Yah, then my seniors made a BIG BIG deal abt it cos i cant high all the HIGH BELLS. the top 5 or 6 bells. XD. Sian lahhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Okie, gtg study liao, later i fail maths again, Mr Khoo gonna KILL ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-2129972957539939851?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/2129972957539939851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=2129972957539939851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/2129972957539939851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/2129972957539939851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-all-sry-i-so-long-never-post-arh.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-8855842962464496216</id><published>2007-07-01T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T21:36:53.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the 49th day since the ah gong's cremation. Which is the last day that we "prayed" for him. Went to church early in the morning, then RUSHED to the temple.&lt;br /&gt;there the monk like chanted for ah gong, then sort of "blessed" the stuff we were going to burn for ah gong. Then we went back to my ahma's hse to burn the stuff for ahgong. We burnt the passport, beach chair, watch ETC. for ah gong. &lt;br /&gt;Yarh, then today i sort of 脱销, meaning like i don need to wear Black N White liao.&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Rest In Peace, ahgong, you will stay in our memories for eternity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Roet5A6shLI/AAAAAAAAAAs/i1eWlkTeqHU/s1600-h/Ah+Gong+and+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Roet5A6shLI/AAAAAAAAAAs/i1eWlkTeqHU/s320/Ah+Gong+and+us.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082221899521230002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-8855842962464496216?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8855842962464496216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=8855842962464496216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/8855842962464496216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/8855842962464496216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-is-49th-day-since-ah-gongs.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Roet5A6shLI/AAAAAAAAAAs/i1eWlkTeqHU/s72-c/Ah+Gong+and+us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-8740430019001352299</id><published>2007-06-30T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T14:53:22.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>golf lessons today &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;so fun (:&lt;br /&gt;first i had a 20 minute theory lesson in this room in the academy.&lt;br /&gt;coach teach me about what is a full golf set, what is a full swing etc.&lt;br /&gt;then we went out to the practise area to learn chipping &lt;br /&gt;erm... meaning to say learn how to hit the ball into the grass area from the fairway&lt;br /&gt;fun BUT tiring. &lt;br /&gt;the club was &lt;u&gt;SO HEAVY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it just takes some getting use to. &lt;br /&gt;At least, i HOPE so.&lt;br /&gt;ok, more updates next week.&lt;br /&gt;got to go rest my poor arms.&lt;br /&gt;BYEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-8740430019001352299?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8740430019001352299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=8740430019001352299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/8740430019001352299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/8740430019001352299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/06/golf-lessons-today-so-fun-first-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-5262524066737388194</id><published>2007-06-26T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T16:03:09.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>26o6o7&lt;br /&gt;the WORST day of my life&lt;br /&gt;i came to school this morning NICE AND SLEEPY thanks to the stupid medicine&lt;br /&gt;then i realised that EVERY SINGLE THING changed... new this new that&lt;br /&gt;then in the FIRST LESSON of the day, which was contact time for your info, Mrs Jai told me that there was a new girl coming to our class (she's from America). Yar and Kashmiira was gonna be her buddy. So, i have to sit alone behind sharmaine for 2 MTHS&lt;br /&gt;Then we had our SCIENCE common test which i noe i FLUNKED, very very badly :)&lt;br /&gt;after that was nice and lovely geog lesson, which i didnt even understand a single thing the teacher was talking abt. i was just DAYDREAMING when the lesson was over n it was "lovely" SEL time (BLEAH) and the new girl came in and time to say gdbye to my dear partner... after recess we had home econs and i noe very well how i flunked it...yeah u dont have to tell me i got very very low for the t-shirt thingy. then it was MT... n my teacher had to yada yada away so much i almost FELL ASLEEP... then was english and then home sweet home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a VERY BIG thank you to the &lt;s&gt;new girl&lt;/s&gt; Mrs Jai now i have to &lt;u&gt;sit ALONE for 2 months&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-5262524066737388194?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5262524066737388194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=5262524066737388194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5262524066737388194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5262524066737388194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/06/26o6o7-worst-day-of-my-life-i-came-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-3443514473640926999</id><published>2007-06-14T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:24:10.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is RETARDED... okay, it really is. I have 3 big photo albums at home of me when i was a baby--like from the day i was born until when i was about 2yr plus plus. n the albums are like those really big ones that has forty sheets. Each sheets have 2 sides n each side can put 3 pictures. N IN THE EVER SO MANY PICTURES, I COULD ONLY FIND 2 PATHETIC PHOTOS OF MY GRAND-DAD CARRYING ME! really RETARDED. it is like such an insult to his memory. i mean, pls lah... 3 big albums and only 2 of his pictures...... i have never heard of anything more pathetic. Even my grandma, his wife, has more pictures with me. n then i looked into subsequent albums... *fall off my chair* in the 30 plus albums i looked, i only found less then 20 pictures of my grand dad... i  was really surprised... very very surprised. Wait. SHOCKED more likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie... thats all for now. cant think of anything else to post. BYEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-3443514473640926999?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3443514473640926999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=3443514473640926999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/3443514473640926999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/3443514473640926999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-is-retarded.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-4768828885359019992</id><published>2007-06-11T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T09:53:39.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6E6FA" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Birthdate: January 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural born leader, even if those leadership talents haven't been developed yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the power and self confidence to succeed in life, and your power grows daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides power, you also have a great deal of creativity that enables you to innovate instead of fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a visionary, seeing the big picture instead of all of the trivial little details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your supreme genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Your inappropriate sensitivity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: January&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha-- saw that???? sometimes, i wonder if it is true, cos it really matches wad Mrs jai wrote on my report book... maybe i shud get rid of my weakness...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-4768828885359019992?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4768828885359019992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=4768828885359019992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/4768828885359019992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/4768828885359019992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/06/your-birthdate-january-1-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-8328721610146846507</id><published>2007-06-05T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T10:39:42.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me ask you a question. Is hailing a Taxi at the bus stop a crime? NO RIGHT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i went out with huixian go n watch moovie, take neoprint and then lunch, HW. then when i go home that time hor, i saw this middle age guy... erm i think shud be abt 50+ like that taking pictures of everyone who hailing taxi at the bus stop.  Sicko and Siao one. Somemore not using those like HP camera to take lehs. is use those PROFESSIONAL CAMERA to take de lorh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i wanted to take taxi deh, see the sicko taking pics like tt decided to guai guai wait for the bus to come... in the end that sicko hai wo 1/2hr later than reach home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... lets not talk abt this sicko anymore. Lets see... oh yes. look below. this is me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E1E1E1" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E1E1E1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/black.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, comfort and calm are very important.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/"&gt;The World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-8328721610146846507?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8328721610146846507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=8328721610146846507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/8328721610146846507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/8328721610146846507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/06/let-me-ask-you-question.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-7557138415329779903</id><published>2007-05-22T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T16:53:16.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh My Tian!!! i just realised that mahh blog is so so dead-- sry i never update 4 so long. Very bz mahh, u think ppl so free arh? everyday got time to update long long post...&lt;br /&gt;lets see wad happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, first thing, i now have officially 2 sisters, one is my bff Shar, the other one, i better not say, if not later she scold me. Only clue is tt she is older than me [ duh! i m the youngest in Cedar] haha, big clue tt was. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, then the second thing was history exam was finally OVER!!! tell you arh, my hands almost broke preparing for the exam. OMG!!! onli 1 exam and we had to bring home EVERYTHING under our tables. oh yes, in the middle of the exam, keep changing invigilators, make me so nervous, cos i keep losing concentration. hahaz... the last teacher come in tt time, i cannot concentrate at all OMG lah! i was back row, so always got teachers walk past behind me or wait at the back behind me... even got a few teachers peered over mah paper to see wad i wrote... it was seriously HELL. i thought i failed like shit, but den when we get back the paper, i got 35/40... yays n double yays. the most retarded part was tt the 3 essays that we were supposed to write, 1 i practised, the other two, i just any-oh-how do, in the end, the practised one -4 marks, the other 2 full marks. retarded right? hahaz anyways, i dun care liao, pass can already. Shar thought she failed, cos she 4 get to do 2 essays, but in the end, she got 29... can tell she damn happy sia, came over n HUGGED me. hahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, let me think if anymore things happened??? Oh yes, we had home econs last week and my cake turned out to be a pie-like substance... hahaz lol. lets see, wad else, oh yes, the most recent thing. My grand- dad passed away last monday and i did not get there in time to see him breathe his last breath. i had to stay back for phototaking-- my dad actually came to fetch me aft school on monday, but i could not leave. I REGRET IT NOW!!! i arrived there 5 minutes late... JUST THAT 5 MINUTES... freaking 5 minutes. i was crying n shouting at the bed side... screaming "阿公， 为什么你没有等我回来？" which sort of means "ah gong, why u never wait for me???" when the doctor come n take away the body, i cry like siao all over again. Tuesday, i never go school, cos i had to see the monk or wadever u call that person put the body into the coffin. WAH LAO eh! they think they opening and closing tap issit? say cry then can cry, say cannot cry then must stop crying... mad one sia. yah, so anyways, after that, we had to burn the joss-paper n fold the paper into this weird shape, like a gold block like tt. Then the next few days passed without any event, only that we continued to burn the paper... saturday, we had the rites... they were telling ah gong's life story in teochew... cannot really understand, but at least better than hokkien lah. i cried like siao... like who wouldn't. then after that, we go n burn the "hse" and the"bicycle" for ah gong... mad to hit the floor with this stick, supposed to call ah gong come up and take his things... also had to shout and ask ah gong to come back and take sort of thing. Cried again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, the worst day of my entire life so far... had to go n see ah gong one last time b4 the close the coffin. i carried my younger cousin. WAH LAO sian... the best song they can play when we were seeing him the last time was "auld lang syne"like say gdbye lika tt... omg la!!! Then the worst part was at the crematorium, they 4get close the door when push my ah gong into the furnace... so can see hime go into the FIRE... sian sia... i screamed until i got no voice. like who wouldnt??? we were all behind a glass panel, i hammered on the glass panel with all my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we go n collect the ashes... actually, bones will be a better word... yep... i cried like siao,&lt;em&gt; again... &lt;/em&gt;omg, i became so emo during this period of time... hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... gtg chiong maths HW b4 mr khoo kills me... byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-7557138415329779903?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7557138415329779903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=7557138415329779903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/7557138415329779903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/7557138415329779903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-my-tian-i-just-realised-that-mahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-3630114114929631380</id><published>2007-04-27T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T21:18:40.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG today was soo funny sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, today during recess and after jogging, Shar and i went to get the money from Ms black-and-white-photocopy-doubleside. Yes, the money for our IPW project, the fundraising one. And she was like "if i dont see the bear on Monday, u will have to write 10 essays for me, each 3000 words." ok, she is like my chinese teacher... yar, then shar was just like "heng i not in HMT" ...&lt;br /&gt;then Ms black-n-white-photocopy-doubleside said tt she dont think express chinese will mind having extra practise for compo as well...ROFALOL [roll on the floor n laugh out loud].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then aft tt, Shar and i went for recess. on the way, we saw Mr Panda eyes and went to ask him to buy the bears as well... then he was looking at Shar with somesort of funny look in his eyes... Shar didn notice tt her shirt was tucked out-- had to point it out to her--LOL... oh yes... Mr panda eyes told us to look for him when recess want to end tt time. so i CHASED Shar to eat faster...then went we go and look for Mr panda eyes tt time, he tried to pay us in LOLIPOPS...OMG damn funny sia. Shar and I was laughing like hyenas... but in the end he still paid up in proper Singapore dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, then aft school, we went to look for Mr Tan and chased him for money as well. we were lazy, ask Mr Panda eyes help us to call Mr Tan out... then when i was talking to Mr Tan, Shar and the rest started to gossip abt Mr Panda Eyes... Mr tan then stuck his head into the staffroom and said "Mr ********, ur students are spying on you." LOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later, we left for Ngee Ann city... It was raining cats and dogs and i tell you arh, we were all drenched like wad when we arrived...then aft tt we collected the bears... i tell you are... LUGGING 20 PLUS BEARS ALONG ORCHARD RD IS NO JOKE... plus i had to go and meet my mum at AIA tower, in the business district... so i looked super TOOT carrying 20 plus bears at the raffles place MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG lah-- ppl thought i was retarded... like who wouldnt... look, just imagine u r going home when you see a student carrying a bursting bag of teddy bears at BUSINESS DISTRICT, Raffles Place there... of cos u think tt student come from woodbridge la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok-- i beta go rest my poor arms... bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-3630114114929631380?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3630114114929631380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=3630114114929631380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/3630114114929631380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/3630114114929631380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/04/omg-today-was-soo-funny-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-5012900408163468314</id><published>2007-04-23T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T18:24:46.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the handbells SYF... so sad, we got silver,&lt;em&gt; again. &lt;/em&gt;The teacher didnt let me stay 4 the rest of the performance, cos i m shift 2. So, i waited in school for the seniors to come back lorhs. i didnt even have to ask them for the results. their faces reflected it all... i mean, they were all crying like no body's business. They all practised so hard and the judges like issued them a silver when they issued RGS a gold with honours!!!!!! n RGS was like disorientated... OMG lahs. Also, in total, oni 2 schools got silver n one school got bronze... the rest was gold n gold with honours. We like fall under the bottom four catergory... PLMGS was by far the best lahs [although Cedar is still the best in my eyes] NO SURPRISES... i mean, their coach is Dr Christopher Fong!!! IJ handbells seniors shud noe who... he is like super strict but damn gd sia...but wat really matters is tt we noe we have worked our best... HANDBELLS-- ITS CALLED &lt;em&gt;SILVER WITH MANY MANY HONOURS .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i think i better stop here, or you will see a waterfall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-5012900408163468314?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5012900408163468314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=5012900408163468314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5012900408163468314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5012900408163468314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-was-handbells-syf.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-149288480518428968</id><published>2007-04-20T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T13:58:52.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rir5Pjl5bFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WMqMZu8HfOM/s1600-h/BFF!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056127577324350546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rir5Pjl5bFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WMqMZu8HfOM/s320/BFF!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rir5Fzl5bEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KEc-tKQ3skw/s1600-h/All+smiley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056127409820625986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rir5Fzl5bEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KEc-tKQ3skw/s320/All+smiley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rir45Dl5bDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lWgVTXlv1cc/s1600-h/Mus+n+Shar+n+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056127190777293874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rir45Dl5bDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lWgVTXlv1cc/s320/Mus+n+Shar+n+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was sports day... yar.. the pictures are up there.It was quite fun larhs, but the stupid freakin person in charge of the music tracks went to play the wrong track for Ixora hse... damn freaking not fair lahs!!!!!! At least there was only 2 tracks in the CD, one tt was not edited and one tt was... supposed to play the edited one so tt Ixora cheerleaders have more time to do stunning stuff...... N THE BEST THING WAS THEY DIDNT LET US TRY AGAIN!!! I was so freaking pissed... yar, but at least in the end, Ixora still won the Cheerleading... We were 3rd overall i think. N during the teachers race, Mr Panda eyes were running-- and OMG he can run super fast lahs-- we were all so suprised, i mean, like he has so much err...density *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... then aft tt, Kash, Vanny, Shar and i went back to my old school. we just visited Mrs Tan and was abt to go and visit Ms You when we were practically CHASED out of the school by the principal... so we had no choice but to leave-- but nvm larhs, at least we saw Mrs Tan... Hui Xian was supposed to go too, but apparently, she had to go somewhere with her fellow cheerleaders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yar, so after tt, four of us went to HDB hub to eat lunch-- and we met A LOT of cedarians there. OMG larhs-- every direction, every turning point, every INCH of the foodcourt i could see cedarians sitting. After we had eaten, we saw a grp of volleyballers... their training was cancelled, so they were all going off... the vball teacher in charge was part of them... Ok, yes i admit, i folded my skirt, until abt 2 fingers above Knee, but wads the big deal larhs-- we are allowed 3 fingers above the Knee... Yes, so the vball tacher starred at me and pointed to my skirt... ok at least she was still smiling-- if it was our form teacher *i think u noe who* she would have scolded me there n then sia... yes so the vball teacher pointed to my skirt, n i hastilly pulled it down-- but the moment we were out of sight, i rolled it back up again...*really!! dont believe ask Shar and the rest larhs* ok, its not tt i m a bad kid-- i was just a bit tired of following the rules so strictly and being guai... it was just 4 one day... Monday you will see me back to the long skirt , shirt tucked-in girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm yes... aft lunch, we went to J8... also A LOT of cedarians there...took neoprints together-- so fun larhs... we took at 2 different machines. the first time only Kash, Vanny, Shar and me-- we didnt have enuff time 2 decorate all--so sad... but still turn out nice. =) The second time, we met Mable frm 1/O, so we took neoprints together... so qiao lorhs, we all frm IXORA hse-- IXORA ROX THE HOUSE DOWN!!! yar, so one of the neoprints, we wrote 'IXORA TEAM'. ok very lame i noe-- hahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, then aft tt, we all go home le, cos already abt 3.15pm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-149288480518428968?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/149288480518428968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=149288480518428968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/149288480518428968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/149288480518428968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-was-sports-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T54GLRfU3ew/Rir5Pjl5bFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WMqMZu8HfOM/s72-c/BFF!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-296999382389666224</id><published>2007-04-16T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:31:00.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am really really really very tired...... I feel that any more bad news or stress is gonna make me snap and collapse. I want to cry out loud-- i want to scream......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oneI... please do me a favour, listen to whatever mus and phoebe tell you... when queueing up to go somewhere, please come out of the classroom faster... we are all quite stressed up le... we dont really need you to add to it. Its not that i m giving up on u, its just that u can be a little bit more cooperative [i m not implying that u are not cooperative]. Pls Pls Pls PLs PLs Pls Pls Pls Pls i beg you... and if you find me bossy, pls just tell me and i will try to change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m very very very stressed up... besides school work, lovely oneI, still got CCA... there is a streaming in 2 weeks time and i m very very scared... i m nervous that i cannot be promoted to performing grp and have to stay in the training grp... i have been training since p5... i really hope that i can be promoted... i think i have worked very hard this 3 months in training... Handbells is my life and my strength... its all i have to keep me going...请不要让它倒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m seriously stressed out... so oneI, pls help me, just listen to wad mus and phoebe have 2 say... listen to their instructions... never mind if u dont listen to mine and find me bossy, just lessen our stress and listen to mus and phoebe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-296999382389666224?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/296999382389666224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=296999382389666224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/296999382389666224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/296999382389666224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-really-really-really-very-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-3240549202152843274</id><published>2007-04-13T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T21:14:23.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, i went back to visit IJ... and the visit almost made me fall off my chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment i walked into the school compounds, i saw ppl walking around with containers in thier hands-- i tot they were mad liao. Then take closer look, realise tt it was beads tt can&lt;em&gt; grow&lt;/em&gt; in water, then can pop and reproduce-- dunno wad kind of material/logic...Yar, then i saw a girl with &lt;em&gt;3 whole containers&lt;/em&gt; of tt kind of beads walking around... got transparent one lah, etc... i oni saw all dose beads 4 about 2 hours and already going mad... pitying the teachers who see it for the entire day, 5 times a week... sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thing-- MRS TAN HAS BEEN MADE VP!!!!!! so omg right?????? yes, i asked a lot of ppl, some say yes, some say no... best to ask Mrs Tan herself. So i smsed her and she replied YES... ok, i really fell off my chair, but i think she really deserved it larhs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, nothing to say le-- byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-3240549202152843274?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3240549202152843274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=3240549202152843274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/3240549202152843274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/3240549202152843274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-i-went-back-to-visit-ij.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-4020843640964941130</id><published>2007-04-11T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T14:21:18.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am finally posting bcos got &lt;em&gt;some ppl&lt;/em&gt; say that my blog is dead-- when it is actually not larhs......&lt;br /&gt;if nth happen then how u want me to post? any-oh-how make up stories arh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, wad to write? oh ya-- during chinese class yesterday, i had my *ahem*, but i didnt bring a p**, so did a lot of ppl... yar, heng chinese was the last lesson of the day. after the lesson, i ask my chinese teacher for a *i thinx u noe wad issit* after &lt;em&gt;alot&lt;/em&gt; of hesitation... but it turns out that she dont have oso-- somemore, yesterday was the sports day heats for the 10x80m and the novelty race... so, by the time i reached home, my skirt was stained-- not really badly, okok like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, yes, lets get on to the important point... ok yar, yesterday, Chan-Mali-Chan was demo-ing how to do the novelty race. he say that they must sit on the ball at all times and both feet must touch the ground when landing. Chan-Mali-Chan said that sentence soooooooooooo many times that i can even REMEMBER it... OMG right? then, he sat on the ball and jumped......and BUMPP, he fell... ok, every one there was laughing like mad ppl like that (even the teachers)... the BEST thing was, Chan-Mali-Chan still made it out that he PURPOSLY fall, to show the competitors how they can fall off if their legs open too big...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, i nothing to say le... so, byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-4020843640964941130?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4020843640964941130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=4020843640964941130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/4020843640964941130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/4020843640964941130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/04/yesterday-was-sports-day-heats-for-erm.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-686392425034545311</id><published>2007-03-14T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T12:00:12.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!!! this is the worst holiday that i have ever experienced......ppl say holiday is a time for you to stay at home, enjoy and relax... 我反对... holiday is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;*a time to stay at home [yes] not to relax, but to DO HOMEWORK#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn, this is the amount of HOMEWORK that i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;*Maths Revision exercise 1,2,3,4,10#&lt;br /&gt;* 2 半月集#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;*English worksheets#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;*Literature worksheets#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;*ERIL books reading log#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;[finally]*enjoyedu chinese test thingy#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;((actually, i dunno y issit called &lt;em&gt;enjoy&lt;/em&gt; edu, cos i m not enjoying it!!!))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GULP......&lt;br /&gt;besides, this friday, i am going to the dentist to put on my palette to push open my jaw......&lt;br /&gt;oh i really am NOT liking this holidays......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-686392425034545311?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/686392425034545311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=686392425034545311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/686392425034545311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/686392425034545311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/03/omg-this-is-worst-holiday-that-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-5034050733307852984</id><published>2007-03-06T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T17:09:10.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Crap i just realised that i have a dead blog...sry long time no update sia...gort ppl complian liao actually complian too soft liao, i have ppl screaming 4 my update 4 abt a month.*haha*&lt;br /&gt;anyway, time to bring you to the most recent events...&lt;br /&gt;err where shud i start? oh i will tell you abt my three day orientation camp in Cedar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Orientation Camp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ok so we had our camp in the December holidays *i forgot wad date* so anyway, we were assigned to our classes. So the 6 of us IJ girls kena seperated. HuiXian and Alicia one class (Sec1N) then Deborah and Cheryl Teo another class (Sec1A) lastly Kashmiira and me one class (Sec1I) *take note that 1A not the best class the anyhow mix one* So anyway, each class gort their own PSL and Prefects *in charge* so then ours had some sec 4s like wanping and margret. oso got sec 3s (milissa) and sec 2s (poojha and huimin)... then during the camp, we played many games lyke the "AMAZING RACE" . The Sec 1s were enthu, but none can beat the old 6 Orchid spirit sia (sob sob, i m so missing all of you, my IJ frens) . Yar so thats abt all, oh no i forgot... still got the last day--campfire. Actaully not a campfire sia... the fire was a kerosene lamp in the middle of the hall...hahaz. So then every class must put up a skit during the campfire... i m so not going to say ours cos (no offence) its abit lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;School, Day 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yar, today, we saw almost all of our teachers... we had so many. Lets see, MrKhoo, Mrs Jai etc... then i made alot of new frens... err... they are *aiya* so many, mention until can die one leh!!! so actually almost the entire class sia. Then i was made a secreatary.&lt;br /&gt;(oops spelling error,better not let Mrs Tan see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Valentines Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So, on Valentines day, Cedarians all receive flowers lah, sweets lah, Blah Blah Blah... as in, as a fren, not GF, BF... *4 Cedarians, valentines day like frenship Day.* So yar, during PSGM (peer support grp meeting) the PSL and prefects all gave us sweets *YAY*&lt;br /&gt;Then during PSGM, we had some extra time, so we hammer the PSls and Prefects to tell us their BF... we hammer until the sec 2s broke down and told us, but Margret still dun want to tell. She grabb one of her class mates and say tt that is her BF... so we started teasing them.*haha* (poor margret) Yar so tts abt it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i spend 1/2 and hour typing this... hope u enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;(stop screaming 4 a new post. I shall post when i feel like it!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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/23716432-5034050733307852984?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5034050733307852984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=5034050733307852984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5034050733307852984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/5034050733307852984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2007/03/crap-i-just-realised-that-i-have-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-116393819736712207</id><published>2006-11-19T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T17:09:34.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yesterday, my cousin came over for a sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;Then, in the evening, we went for my aunty's 21st birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun n reached home only at err.... abt 11 pm.&lt;br /&gt;This morning, both of us woke up at 8 am to play sims 2. we played until 10.15 am.&lt;br /&gt;Then , we went to a church party. The party lasted until 2 pm.&lt;br /&gt;After the party, we went to Marina square for bowling. The place was so crowded that we had to wait for some time before being able to play. My cousin was so Pro, she managed to hit a semi-strike. We also went to the arcade for a moment or two. In the evening, both of us went to the beach to stroll for a while before going 4 dinner. At, 7 pm, my cousin went home.&lt;br /&gt;It was such a eventful day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-116393819736712207?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/116393819736712207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=116393819736712207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/116393819736712207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/116393819736712207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2006/11/yesterday-my-cousin-came-over-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-116244674288899312</id><published>2006-11-02T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T17:10:03.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;a few days ago, i was very very sick...so sick that i was hospitalized. The hospital was super horrible, terrible and vegetable (quote from "I Not Stupid") . The silence that hung over that place was unbarable and oddly terrifying. i never want to go back to any hospital. in fact, i never want to get sick agin, cos i am so tired of swallowing pills and waking up hundreds of times in the nite.&lt;br /&gt;this news must surprise a good number of u, cos i never told anyone in our class except my gd gd frens.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i m well ready, don worry abt me. Till the next post, i wish u gd health. bye bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-116244674288899312?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/116244674288899312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=116244674288899312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/116244674288899312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/116244674288899312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2006/11/few-days-ago-i-was-very-very-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-116096876449659000</id><published>2006-10-16T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T17:10:41.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Time has simply just gone by...&lt;br /&gt;Though it was a few months ago that i had shouted that P6 was going to be tough, it seemed just like yesterday... Somehow, i still prefer the like before PSLE, bcos there is just nothing to do now. How i wish that i could go back in time...Actually, i, in some way or another would like to take PSLE again (don't worry, i m still sane up there).&lt;br /&gt;PSLe on the whole was rather alrite. Many ppl said that the mathematics paper was tough, but i found it manageable.the chinese paper was easily the easiest of the lot.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i gotta go now, so till the next post, bye bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-116096876449659000?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/116096876449659000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=116096876449659000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/116096876449659000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/116096876449659000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2006/10/time-has-simply-just-gone-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23716432.post-115302490507075480</id><published>2006-07-16T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T17:11:27.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yes Yes you do not need to remind me tt i havent been blogging 4 a long time&lt;br /&gt;i have been very busy, plus i m going to brisbane so i gotta study extra hard now...ok enough of my crap.....lets move on to sth exciting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you noe tt i went for a cruise in the school hols?&lt;br /&gt;no? you did not noe? well, i told you now... i went on the superstar virgo cruise and it was &lt;em&gt;magnificent&lt;/em&gt;!!!!!! the cruise had over 12000 cabins and a super big swiming pool(yar nth special abt tt) n not 2 forget, i was allowed in the disco for a teens night out!!!&lt;br /&gt;we had a lot of very very fun games anddddddddddddddd will you guess wad they gave for prizes? &lt;em&gt;gold medals!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt; i managed to win three of them. i oso went snorkelling when we docked at pulau redang. it was so nice ok? just imagined the fish swimming around you!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh yar!! yesterday, i went for study camp for brisbane... guess ho taught me?leave comments pls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tt all dude...till the next time, bye bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23716432-115302490507075480?l=specialsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/115302490507075480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23716432&amp;postID=115302490507075480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/115302490507075480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23716432/posts/default/115302490507075480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specialsilence.blogspot.com/2006/07/yes-yes-you-do-not-need-to-remind-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Marmantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03138665244486632729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
