<?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-8521524395017000578</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:11:07.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are these times contagious?</title><subtitle type='html'>Is this the prize I've been waiting for?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-2447678165762674799</id><published>2007-08-19T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T02:34:11.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CLARE IS BACK IN THE GAME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OFFICIALLY FEELING NOT LAZY.&lt;br /&gt;because i finished 2.5 chapters of history, and i'm almost done with my history tb except for the other half! so i get started on geog one week early :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-2447678165762674799?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8521524395017000578.post-2453077531483538401</id><published>2007-08-19T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T01:27:14.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm boreddd!&lt;br /&gt;1) what's your phone brand?&lt;br /&gt;nokia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) what are the last 3 digits in your cell phone number?&lt;br /&gt; 764&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) what does the 12th message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;Hey.Trisha here.this is my new number. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) who's the first person under M?&lt;br /&gt;madeline ang home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) who's the last person you rang?&lt;br /&gt;mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) who was your last missed call from?&lt;br /&gt;suling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) who's the 2nd person under D?&lt;br /&gt;darryl boey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) what does the last message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.Yeah skip violin if you're sick and tht day you were saying claudi was sick too?Woah get well soon both of you! -Richardddd :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) who is the second last person under j?&lt;br /&gt;JULIENNE KEONG&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) go to your sent items. what does the 10th message say?&lt;br /&gt;don't save sent items&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) who's the 4th person under S?&lt;br /&gt;sandra chua           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) who's your network provider?&lt;br /&gt;m1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) how many messages are currently in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;203 heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) what do you have as your background?&lt;br /&gt;face down in the dirt, she said this doesn't hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) who is the second person under R?&lt;br /&gt;rachel chua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) who do you have on speed dial 3?&lt;br /&gt;mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) if you're on prepaid, how much credit do you have left?&lt;br /&gt;dont have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) who's the last person under C?&lt;br /&gt;CLAUDIA KOH&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) how many bars of signal do you currently have?&lt;br /&gt;4, it's full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) what do you have as your main ringtone?&lt;br /&gt;dark blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) what are three things you cannot live without?&lt;br /&gt;god, friends, family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) three favourite colours?&lt;br /&gt;red, electric blue, lime green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-2453077531483538401?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/2453077531483538401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=2453077531483538401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/2453077531483538401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/2453077531483538401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-boreddd-1-whats-your-phone-brand.html' title=''/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-9137399311000934769</id><published>2007-08-18T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T22:51:55.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>superman</title><content type='html'>wow, clare's so wonderful, she can juggle so many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the expectations people have of me. i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;and each day, i feel my strength ebbing away.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i drive myself too hard, maybe i push for perfection in too many things.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i dont push enough. end of years are coming up in 6 weeks and i haven't even done anything.&lt;br /&gt;my lit is sure to go down the drain because i can't do lit? cos my brain is frickin slow and stupid. and i dont even think i can memorise all the stuff i need for the geog exam and history too even though it's my favourite subject. i hope physics and bio are fine and that they don't test last year's stuff. last year's physics was bad. oh and math, let's just throw that out the window cos i'm SO careless, i have an issue. i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even heroes have the right to bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-9137399311000934769?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/9137399311000934769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=9137399311000934769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/9137399311000934769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/9137399311000934769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/superman.html' title='superman'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-4028107575655998282</id><published>2007-08-18T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T22:09:26.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long way to run</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know what growing up without a father in your life is like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't forgive you for tearing up this family, and i don't forgive you for being such a whining misery. i dont forgive you at all, i don't care how misunderstood you think you are, it's no excuse for you to be this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a really good chat with tiffany and beatrice till late last night :)&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church this morning, sat next to isabellee, she was falling asleep! oh and the choir people are really friendly i conclude. after that me, issy, richard, sil, kris, zoe, deb, ivan went to mash's house to play basketball but after a while issy, richard and i decided to go to farrer market - we had good dessert (nata de coco and ice kachang) and juices! (issy-apple AND sugarcane, me - lemon and half of richard's, richard- watermelon juice which she couldn't finish! went back for choir practice, then i'm home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prison break! i'm at episode twenty now. 3 more episodes till the end of season 1. i'm gonna go shower and then watchh it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and for our next class outing we might go to sentosa, ecp orr some one' house! i can't wait for exams to be over, i have a feeling times after that are gonna be so funfunfun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, am going to write out my history notes next week, finish writing them at least. then i'll go sort out my geog notes and see which ones i have and dont have :( geog sucks!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-4028107575655998282?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8521524395017000578.post-2119658703711942255</id><published>2007-08-18T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T05:32:19.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>open match 1</title><content type='html'>i won, love and four but i played badly. congrats to su,zak and anne for winning!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;grey's anatomy and prison braek = one happy clare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO EXCITING PRISON BREAK IS.&lt;br /&gt;suling's voice&lt;3 even though she says she can't sing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-2119658703711942255?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/2119658703711942255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=2119658703711942255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/2119658703711942255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/2119658703711942255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/open-match-1.html' title='open match 1'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-4825697089998610884</id><published>2007-08-17T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T21:28:17.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prison break</title><content type='html'>i went on a prison break craze last night! i watched 12 episodes before i went to sleep :) if i finish my homework i'll watch somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;match against shiyan today, i hope i play well :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church choir tomorrow and then basketball and then a movie :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-4825697089998610884?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/4825697089998610884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=4825697089998610884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/4825697089998610884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/4825697089998610884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/prison-break.html' title='prison break'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-770979284290230133</id><published>2007-08-16T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T21:31:17.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my day late friend</title><content type='html'>i am so hungry, and i still have xizi for chinese tuition :( i finished all my e-learning though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;you've changed so much and i've found that i hate the new you. you're acting like somebody else in front of everyone else. and your jokes about people aren't even funny. and you think you can just throw your temper at all of your friends. well you can't and some people are getting tired of you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha :) training later! i hope it stops raining. lunch,lunch,lunch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-770979284290230133?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/770979284290230133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=770979284290230133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/770979284290230133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/770979284290230133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-day-late-friend.html' title='my day late friend'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-94270855735566318</id><published>2007-08-16T18:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T18:42:38.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate e-learning, it sucks&lt;br /&gt;i have only&lt;br /&gt;1. history which is sbq!&lt;br /&gt;2. lang arts, passage based&lt;br /&gt;3. chinese :/ cloze passage and i dont have hansvision!&lt;br /&gt;4. math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll do lang now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-94270855735566318?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8521524395017000578.post-6097897151957965242</id><published>2007-08-16T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T07:22:33.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ecp and seletar</title><content type='html'>this is the day where i travelled from the east of singapore to the west of singapore and back to the central of singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;east: i got a lift from michelle hwang to east coast park where i had breakfast with beatrice,madeline,mich hwang,sherri and christine. we saw madeline's pro sister doing slalom skating :) quite cool! we got skates for everyone and christine and sherri couldn't skate so we were teaching them, they're quite good! but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherri fell and hurt her elbow, and our brilliant first-aid to be, used her belt as a sling and washed the wound with water, but it still hurt so we brought her to mich hwang's aunt's clinic before she was taken to the hospital - and i'm glad to say sherri is fine! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i cabbed all the way to jalan redop to madeline's house where we played alot of games like Jak and ratchett and kingdom hearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then training which was quite ok, doing e-learning now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-6097897151957965242?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/6097897151957965242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=6097897151957965242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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writing scripts :/ because it was all wrong so we had to re-do the whole thing and we're gonna die for our presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geography was so boring,i've never felt that bored in a class before (haha), math was fun,because mrs gan likes to tell nice stories and take up time, and she relieved us of one e learning math homework because she thought it would be too much &lt;3 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess, fishcakes galore! we had a fishcake craze, but we got over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lang arts, okay we spent the whole period elaborating on one point but we forgot we had to do something else :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history!&lt;3 fun la but not really much we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics was quite fun, we finished the practical quite quickly so we spent time making faces (a-hem michelle hwang) cracking up in front of mrs tong - who is oblivious to what's going on- and thus she said 'stop trying to make me laugh i dont know what's funny' and we laughed again. and michelle HWANG the genius got herself stuck in this enclosure between 4 cupboard doors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with JU&lt;3 i love julienne, seriously i do. even though sometimes she's quite crazy, studied with her later on and thanks for the marshmellow! training was alright :/ shall not go into details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY JESSICA - the phone i lent you is not working :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW'S GONNA BE FUN :) cycling/blading at east coast then madeline's house, i hope i don't have a relapse though. have to tell my mom what we're doing, see if she allows me. then i have 4 hours of training!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-6185162301283641662?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8521524395017000578.post-7502877772662917839</id><published>2007-08-14T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T05:09:17.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dear tiffany, get well soon! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday amanda/chinese genius/math genius! :) thank you for being an awesome friend!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, today sucked, its a miserable, miserable day.&lt;br /&gt;first we started off with philo -ew, but we watched a movie? so it was not that bad. then it was chinese where we had the spotcheck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry amanda - your phone got confiscated on your birthday! so for the rest of chinese we did ting xie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math - was a place for you to rot, i really hate how it's moving so slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna blog about the stuff that mrs ng said to the class, it sucks and all but it kinda makes sense, to TIFFANY i'm so sorry i didn't go to help you okay! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess- recesses have been fun lately cos 1) we're not intruded by some people 2) we talk about all kinds of stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music - this has been the most boring music lesson ever, we no longer have the nice cellist teacher :( and we watched joseph and the techni-coloured coat but it was so boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog - mrs tang is really good at reading emotions - she could tell that something was not right with our class, but we kinda got over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA - i don't wanna talk about it, i had to mediate sophia and jess + michelle hwang. it's not easy i swearrr. and sometimes i just get annoyed too but i know if we all get annoyed then we won't get anything done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAINING. i haven't trained since last friday and it felt so good, i'm feeling so much better and elite was good i beat jonas and darryl :) but i guess they weren't playing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JULIENNE KEONG SI YING&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-7502877772662917839?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/7502877772662917839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=7502877772662917839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/7502877772662917839'/><link 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chinese&lt;br /&gt;math- 76.1 (a1)&lt;br /&gt;bio- 78.5 (a1)&lt;br /&gt;physics- 80.0 (a1)&lt;br /&gt;geography- 62.3 (b4) not bad considering i failed almost all the tests&lt;br /&gt;history- 76.2 (a1) second highest! jess was first.&lt;br /&gt;english lit- 71.8 (a1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-6277848793973312481?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/6277848793973312481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=6277848793973312481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/6277848793973312481'/><link rel='self' 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and my stomach's been hurting alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chapel,was alright,i messed up on one or two notes but our mikes weren't working so it was alot lousier than our practices :( oh well,chinese we almost died,except for some funny parts that eunice thought that people could fly.lang was fun,i love watching people do the soliloquays,it's funny especially madeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess was alrighht,i wanna go blading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics was like,i'm drifting off then math,michelle chan, michelle hwang, grace, jess and i decided to have a sudoku race which michelle chan one, i think i was like second,haha, then mrs gan let us do it for 10 minutes before going through the worksheet. bio was a shocker, its so disturbing, guess which chapter we're doing :p anyway, it was horrible and a male bio teacher is teaching us! so awkward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after bio it was geog,haha and we were like smiling (like how you smile when you're in an awkward position) and mrs tang was like what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and for the geog project i'm doing it with Jess! yayy.&lt;br /&gt;bea lent me a goo dbook today :) i'm going to read it then i'm going to do some work and i'll hit the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;and from today onwards, i resolve to read abit of the bible everyday-i'll start with the gospels.&lt;br /&gt;i've been a fairly bad christian lately and i feel i need to rebuild my path with God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-5754630657598222369?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/5754630657598222369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=5754630657598222369' title='0 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dear christine, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, thank you for being so funny and entertaining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we LOVE you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i hope you liked your treat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-1105346289990247516?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/1105346289990247516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=1105346289990247516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/1105346289990247516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/1105346289990247516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-christine.html' title='happy birthday christine'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-1479720485553677968</id><published>2007-08-11T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T22:16:54.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>church ministry :)</title><content type='html'>today i woke up at 730 am and its sunday. i watched the ring last night, so i was having nightmares and i couldn't sleep till like 2-3 am? so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to church for mass and sat next to ivan and mashh.&lt;br /&gt;priest: 'will all the children come up to the altar?'&lt;br /&gt;clare: 'ivan you're a little kid, go!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha after mass we crapped around for a while before andrew decided to bring us to macs at serene's centre.but we met with an accident,a real one -it's my first accident! anyway the guy was so scary, we thought he was a gangster at first but he had kids, poor andrew. we stared at the guy,then we went into macs, i had a coke and hash brown :), ivan, tim and jonathan arrived laterr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were late for choir practice but like only 5 minutes?yea, and i tell you, being in a room full of little kids is extremely scary. richard and i are both in alto :)but issy isn't sadly. cuz we read music,haha but its supposed to be the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week is the mass,ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found my emily of emerald hill,now i just need to pick a tract.i really hate that book.&lt;br /&gt;our turn for level chapel tomorrow i hope i dont mess up! :) i have to lug my guitarr to school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-1479720485553677968?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/1479720485553677968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=1479720485553677968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/1479720485553677968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/1479720485553677968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/church-ministry.html' title='church ministry :)'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-4012128921215125611</id><published>2007-08-11T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T05:11:45.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>virus</title><content type='html'>ahhh that dumb james tan pass me his virus,so i can't use my laptop :( and its laggy and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the post exams com meeting was quite fun :) mgs we've got quite alot in store for you! i swearr our ideas are like really goooodddd, especially xiyun's ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to finish my term paper even though it was on my lousy laggy computer that kept hanging - ahem. it took me like an hour cos it kept restarting? yeahh,anyway i got that done so thats one less thing to do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've still got to do the soliloquay for langarts,it sucks having to memorise so much of juliet's stupid speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at soup restaurant,the soup there is so good,i swear! and then i bought a hot sexy file from popular :D as well as... bones for my dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie night tonight,i gotta wake up really early for churchh choir tomorrow! :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-4012128921215125611?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/4012128921215125611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=4012128921215125611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/4012128921215125611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/4012128921215125611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/virus.html' title='virus'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-8501103972205037088</id><published>2007-08-10T19:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T19:41:39.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saturdayyy</title><content type='html'>ohh, i have a meeting at 230 todayy which i dont wanna go for,like post exam activites,and i already did the thing for trackmeet,what crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loll,anyway i got alot of tuition homework to do but i dont feel like it cuz i feel like being ultra lazyy and bumming around today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;living life gets hard to do, i would gladly take the road and walk if i knew&lt;br /&gt;that some day it would bring me back to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-8501103972205037088?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8521524395017000578.post-3902206037107849190</id><published>2007-08-10T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T07:38:47.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>retards</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i swearrr, sil and ivan and mashh are they most retarded people to ever walk the planet earthhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha ohh, the conference call was hilarious,you've got mash singing in the background,then you've got sil standing up for people's rights,and max the happy person who is so blurrr and THEN you've got ivan telling everyone to shut up and listen to him talk :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first they randomly put people's names together in this love test,then they had the word mouse between it! valerie was the only sane person there,and me of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare Mouse + Clare Mouse = 99%&lt;br /&gt;i'm gladdd i get along well with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whyyy did they pair me up with ! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay,3 people said my recording was nice :) pat,jess andd bff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3cat&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-3902206037107849190?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/3902206037107849190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=3902206037107849190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/3902206037107849190'/><link rel='self' 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cos i was watching desperate housewives :) then i watched devil wears prada, the clothes are so niceee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch i could only eat like 2 spoons.i think my stomachh has decreased in sizee which is a goodd thing,cuz i need to lose all that fat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i triedd to train today but i couldn't breathe,so i might just have to give a w/o in the open :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-7623614107267222970?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/7623614107267222970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=7623614107267222970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gladddd that i'm talking to my bff again,i swear he's like the best person to talk to when you're feeling downn&lt;br /&gt;and mich hwang sometimes even thoughh her attention wavers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess your frienddds are always there for you :) so a big THANK YOUUU to all my friends &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-3130963084870974533?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/3130963084870974533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=3130963084870974533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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now&lt;br /&gt;just leave me now&lt;br /&gt;its the better thing to do&lt;br /&gt;its time to surrender&lt;br /&gt;spent too long pretending&lt;br /&gt;no used in trying when the pieces don't fit anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll hide all the damage that's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)thank you michelle for listening to my rants, and BFF it's glad to be re-united with you again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-7332494908659985475?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/7332494908659985475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=7332494908659985475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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geog then the sciences.but the teachers are teaching so slowly,and i wanna start revising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,for history i am halfway through chapter 5 but i still have chapter 6,8,9,10 left to go.i'll finish it by today,then i'll do my tuition homework on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;) i feel so organised!after this i'm gonna start studying geography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-3532245652607254868?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/3532245652607254868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=3532245652607254868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/3532245652607254868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/3532245652607254868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-finally-started-doing-my-notes-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-6147836673167324184</id><published>2007-08-08T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T18:21:12.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day</title><content type='html'>Each player starts off by naming ten weird habits or facts about one’s self. At the end, tag six friends and they’ll have to do the same too. No tagging back. (STUPID GRACE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.i like watching documentaries :)&lt;br /&gt;2.i don't cut my hair at salons.&lt;br /&gt;3.i can't do push ups&lt;br /&gt;4.i like being sick cos you lose weight but i don't like it cos i can't train&lt;br /&gt;5.i can't wait to grow up&lt;br /&gt;6.i like drinking pineapple+watermelon+lime mixed together&lt;br /&gt;7.i talk in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;8.i love basketball d:&lt;br /&gt;9.i use the computer alot&lt;br /&gt;10.i gave my sister a scar (accident!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five people:&lt;br /&gt;1.KRISTEN&lt;br /&gt;2.MASH&lt;br /&gt;3.JESSICA&lt;br /&gt;4.SIL&lt;br /&gt;5.EH,YAOMANDA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-6147836673167324184?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8521524395017000578.post-5274228759847972202</id><published>2007-08-08T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T04:30:37.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>he's the reason for the teardrops  on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;the only one who's got enough of me to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;he's all that i need to fall into&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if he knows he's all i think about at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that its all said and done&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe you were the one&lt;br /&gt;to build me up and tear me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just too much is different, i understand,but everything hurts.good luck in everything you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;killing me,killing me,all i ever wanted was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's got everything i have to live without.&lt;br /&gt;i'll put his picture down and get some sleep tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-5274228759847972202?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/5274228759847972202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=5274228759847972202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5274228759847972202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5274228759847972202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-6157181886708816165</id><published>2007-08-08T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T01:47:19.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>national day celebrations</title><content type='html'>i love,they're so fun and everyone's so enthu even though anna was doing sudoku-i had a coughing fit in class i almost died cos i couldn't breathe.wanted to vomit and cough at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw,met mchan at the holland road where her mom gave us a lift :)we walked around and drank starbucks,and talked alot which is fun,cos we get to know so much more,then we waited for christine and tiffany,so we sat down on the benches and talked even more.we went to taka too and met gail,cara,sandra.haha,takopachi! i've got dental later-i can't wait to take off my braces.we ate at sushi tei it cost a 170 dollars but thats quite little for eight people plus we treated christine cos its her birthday lunch and we got free ice cream :) after talking for ages i had to go,so i bused home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you anna,mich hwang,mich chan,grace,christine,bea and tiff for a wonderful day :) i love you guys and i dont wanna be in a different class from you the next year :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel alot better but i dont know if i should train tomorrow.or on friday but open's next week and i'm playing shiyan and i'm worried :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-6157181886708816165?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8521524395017000578.post-1627332442474634206</id><published>2007-08-07T04:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T04:39:12.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rift</title><content type='html'>i don't know you anymore, you've changed so much and you're so different- it scares me how much you've changed in a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill,break me down&lt;br /&gt;bury me bury me&lt;br /&gt;i am finished with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-1627332442474634206?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/1627332442474634206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=1627332442474634206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/1627332442474634206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/1627332442474634206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/rift.html' title='The Rift'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-6493484452238955310</id><published>2007-08-06T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T19:51:51.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>i'm really sick and i can't breathe properly,and i want it to go away so i can go out tomorrow and celebrate christine's birthday party! &gt;:( and catch the simpsons again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its getting better,yesterday was really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are cool movies when we're at school&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-6493484452238955310?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8521524395017000578.post-9045739269419803470</id><published>2007-08-06T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T00:39:10.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tenth Circle</title><content type='html'>reading the tenth cirlce now,it's such a good book,i'm sick :(,cough i hope it disappears by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is like a drug,it gives you euphoria yet it leaves you wanting more and leaves you hollow and empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i miss you,even though i'm not supposed to.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was okay today,really boring-mondays are the absolute worst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-9045739269419803470?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8521524395017000578.post-3113342029356904025</id><published>2007-08-05T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T01:10:20.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday mornings</title><content type='html'>sound of music is the best show ever,the songs are so nice! :) i need to buy the dvd! raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens! i have confidence in confidence in me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought my new bed today,but i dont get it till next year! yay,i bought madeline's ultra late birthday present today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOUND OF MUSICCCC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-3113342029356904025?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8521524395017000578.post-8855270901867129268</id><published>2007-08-04T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T05:39:46.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catechism and new shoes</title><content type='html'>Catechism was quite boring,luckily there are cool people like Marie,Sil,Jessica,Ivan and Mash to make it more lively.We joined the Little Ones ministry,cos the rest were too full and we didnt wanna do choir again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought adidas shoes that are mainly white except for this red logo,so i blanko-ed it d:,it's still quite nice,it's gonna be my tennis/school shoes so i dont have to bring shoe bag to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;3JESS,she's so cool to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY!&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be lazy and not do my tuition homework till 9.00 and i'm only gonna do half today and do half tomorrow cos i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-8855270901867129268?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/8855270901867129268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=8855270901867129268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/8855270901867129268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/8855270901867129268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/catechism-and-new-shoes.html' title='Catechism and new shoes'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-8046926486981524582</id><published>2007-08-03T22:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T22:13:55.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturdays</title><content type='html'>weekends are for the warriors-i absolutely love how weekends make you feel so good when you know you have stuff to do like:LA comprehension,history workbook,fps and tuition homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm buying sexy hot white tennis shoes later on,so i can wear them for school and i dont have to bring a shoe bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training in the morning,my blister hurt so badly cos its so big-i took a picture of it in memory.but like,we just did volleys so it wasn't too bad.had breakfast with weber and tumaw at the coffee shop with really good prawn noodles&lt;3.training was fun,doubles with julienne keong siying-thanks for the sweets!then we played passing game and i drew with khee yen but i couldn't stay for physical-SORRY KHEE,thanks for all the h2o!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday,wednesday,wednesday:)is gonna rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-8046926486981524582?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/8046926486981524582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=8046926486981524582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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BRILLIANT SMART TALENTED IN MUSIC ART AND SPORTS AND YOU MAKE ME HELL JEALOUS OF YA&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-8989867917223145911?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/8989867917223145911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=8989867917223145911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/8989867917223145911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/8989867917223145911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/jess.html' title='JESS!'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-5020650788304464484</id><published>2007-08-03T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T00:49:07.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down with tuition</title><content type='html'>I HATE XIZI.ITS THE DUMBEST THING ON EARTH.&lt;br /&gt;AND IM QUITTING ALL MY TUITIONS-BECAUSE I DONT NEED IT MAYBE MATH AND SCIENCE COS MY MATH AND SCIENCE SUCKS WITHOUT TUITION BUT I DONT NEED CHINESE TUITION.&lt;br /&gt;IT WASTES MY TIME !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rebel against tuition,rebel against school&lt;br /&gt;MERDEKA(freedom)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-5020650788304464484?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/5020650788304464484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=5020650788304464484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5020650788304464484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5020650788304464484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/down-with-tuition.html' title='Down with tuition'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-2432136459173264903</id><published>2007-08-03T00:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T00:21:51.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna have a good day</title><content type='html'>feeling alot better i guess?thank you to abigail and claudi&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese test wasn't that difficult-why did i worry? PE was quite fun,watched michelle chan squeal :) math,history,social studies!tiffany's group presentation was quite funny-ours is gonna be in chinese.GEL was okay,i felt like some psycho going for counselling.terrible,don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like thinking about what i have to do,so i'm just not going to d: thinking about it is very stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madeline rocks :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-2432136459173264903?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/2432136459173264903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=2432136459173264903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/2432136459173264903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/2432136459173264903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-gonna-have-good-day.html' title='I&apos;m gonna have a good day'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-5881609851751334679</id><published>2007-08-02T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T07:55:25.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recharge</title><content type='html'>quote mrs ng: 'you have to recharge,anyway,exercise more(are you psycho?),sleep more(no option there),rest(no option there)'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caution:extremely emo post,i'm sorry i have to be so emo and down and pissed off,but its better ranting it here then like at school or trainings or worse at my mom-who's so ignorant of how i'm feeling that every action is 'rude'. and you can't bloody hell be happy all the time,you know what,happy is what i hardly am,the smiles you see from me are fleeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have spent the past half of the year staying up till midnight completing projects,homework,studying for tests(and doing fine in them),training 8 times a week,piano lessons,violin lessons,chinese tuition,math and science tuition-don't you think you should just cut me some slack,for once,i'm begging you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on top of this strenuous schedule,i'm a prefect.i don't know what was wrong with me when i accepted,i guess i wanted to be one.but this places an awful lot of pressure on me=i must complete all my tasks,i can't fall asleep in class,i have to be ultra attentive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a certain person in my class:we can't do it,we're too busy.&lt;br /&gt;you think you're busy? no way are you busy,i don't care if you dance everyday for one month cos of syf,i've been doing it the whole year and its extremely annoying you keep trying to worm out of the homework when i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's a clue:TAKE WHAT YOU GET AND STOP TRYING TO GET IT CUT DOWN ITS EXTREMELY EXTREMELY ANNOYING. I CANNOT STAND IT. COS IT WASTES: 1. The teacher's time. 2. My time.&lt;br /&gt;3. The class' time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm never this crazy in school,actually i can be-i almost broke down cos mrs ng was kinda talking about stuff that i was quite sensitive about. but i've only got me and my blog to rant and...be pissed off about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this,i really hate being so helpless. i hate being sad and angry but i can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should be less optimistic and bright and cheery in school-well thats what i'm trying to be, and be more neutral-so i won't feel so burned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've still got a long way to run- Run, Collective Soul&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how i'm gonna survive next year,sec 4,jc1,jc2,uni or the rest of my life, somehow i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos life's like this you know&lt;br /&gt;you take and you fall and break and you crawl&lt;br /&gt;but you try to turn it into something good like&lt;br /&gt;honesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the last time i will fall&lt;br /&gt;into a place that fails us all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-5881609851751334679?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/5881609851751334679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=5881609851751334679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5881609851751334679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5881609851751334679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/recharge.html' title='Recharge'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-245389792163937561</id><published>2007-08-02T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T00:56:49.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everything i'm not</title><content type='html'>she's perfect&lt;br /&gt;and i can't catch up&lt;br /&gt;i'm not perfect&lt;br /&gt;i'm all messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel this total lack of satisfaction in my academic area,it feels so drab,and i don't think i'm doing enough.mrs ng's always like,your class is gifted,you must do this-but i dont feel gifted,or anything that she says we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do parents love so long in marriages-kids?ironically,its the kids who tore this one apart.i know you care,and it hurts me when you do silly stuff just to drown away your miseries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school today:&lt;br /&gt;relatively alright,time passed by pretty quick.you know,it's really strange how you can totally misintepret teachers,after mrs ng explained to us why mrs tong kept scolding us,i felt really guilty about hating her before-i dont hate her anymore,its kinda sweet that all she wants is for us to do our best and that she's worried we will fall behind if we keep missing class so she lectures us about it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally memorised from the inside out,magnificent,forever and at the foot of the cross,i only hope my memory will retain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training soon,i feel fat.i'm going on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ss presentation tomorrow,chinese test.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm stressed-i really do,strange how i never seem to look it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-245389792163937561?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/245389792163937561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=245389792163937561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/245389792163937561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/245389792163937561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/everything-im-not.html' title='everything i&apos;m not'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-5778539859742052941</id><published>2007-08-01T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T05:17:51.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Different takes on Love</title><content type='html'>Quote "My parents don't give a shit about me. They only care about how i look like towards society."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is separate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Don't you think your parents treat you as if you're an extension of themselves? They want you to be perfect so that when people see you, they'll think of what a good job of parenting they've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victor Hugo (my favourite!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"The supreme happinessd of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather in spite of ourselves." Why can't you just let me be imperfect, why can't you just let me be me? Love in spite of flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plato's take on love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Love is the desire for goodness and beauty, and only philosophers can achieve this because they are always thinking of what is good. The other love that we are experiencing is erotic love, or rather a serious mental disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being your puppet. Go live the life you want me to live. I'm not your marionette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got along way, to run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-5778539859742052941?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/5778539859742052941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=5778539859742052941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5778539859742052941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5778539859742052941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/different-takes-on-love.html' title='Different takes on Love'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-8530196007733760863</id><published>2007-08-01T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T04:04:06.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief</title><content type='html'>Are these times contagious? I've never felt this way before.&lt;br /&gt;Is this the prize, i've been waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was great :) Seems like my worries have just fallen away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-8530196007733760863?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/8530196007733760863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=8530196007733760863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/8530196007733760863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/8530196007733760863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/08/relief.html' title='Relief'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-2705642962871057889</id><published>2007-07-31T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T06:05:00.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my Misery</title><content type='html'>Training was good, :) Elite-elite we played 5,4,3,2,1 the whole way, we almost died but like, we had physical after that - high knee lifts, fast feet! The burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of looking round trying to figure out who i'm supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna be anything, other than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice princess/First daughter with Kingdom Hearts :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-2705642962871057889?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/2705642962871057889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=2705642962871057889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/2705642962871057889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/2705642962871057889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/me-and-my-misery.html' title='Me and my Misery'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-5379860317583206037</id><published>2007-07-30T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T23:13:02.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imperfection</title><content type='html'>I hate being so imperfect, so lazy, so.. inadequate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are YOU so damned perfect? Tell me how you do it, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-5379860317583206037?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/5379860317583206037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=5379860317583206037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5379860317583206037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5379860317583206037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/imperfection.html' title='Imperfection'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-1968081135904108870</id><published>2007-07-30T04:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T04:15:55.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grapes and Yoghurt!</title><content type='html'>Do you know what it feels like, who can't wait to push you away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grapes + Yoghurt = Best snack when you're hungry&lt;br /&gt;High on calcium and not that fattening :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom Hearts is taking ages to send ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today sucks, piano and violin later. I hate violin. I hate my violin teacher :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-1968081135904108870?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/1968081135904108870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=1968081135904108870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/1968081135904108870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/1968081135904108870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/grapes-and-yoghurt.html' title='Grapes and Yoghurt!'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-5751157007851964207</id><published>2007-07-30T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T01:00:03.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The busy month of August</title><content type='html'>omg, today sucked but tomorrow's going to always be better - cos the sun will come out tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow rocks cos we've double music (which is just presentations) which is gonna be hilarious cos both Tiff and I put Mambo no.5 (I LOVE!) in our separate presentations, well i guess that just means that great minds think alike ;) and, we've got band practice which is gonna be cool, cos Tiff's voice is beautiful :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay tomorrow sucks cos there's double philo, i'm sorry but you really can't teach philo. mrs ng and mr seow were better at it than you and they weren't even teaching philo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, next week wednesday, christine's birthday celebrations and sleepover! after national day celebrations. and it rocks cos we're missing double physics, i love. thursday's a holiday, friday's a holiday, so i might go to maddy's to play kingdom hearts cos i wanna see how demyx (me) and axel (maddy) and roxas (rocky) look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;week after that, e learning, i &lt;em&gt;hate &lt;/em&gt;all the homework they're gonna give us but it's kay, cos i get to wake up late? i'm extremely lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;october october, i wish we could skip october :) exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full lit/full hist? half lit/half hist? that's all i'm thinking about. even though lit i can't score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatting with mchan, christine and tiffany in the morning is great :) i heart y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-5751157007851964207?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/5751157007851964207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=5751157007851964207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5751157007851964207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5751157007851964207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/busy-month-of-august.html' title='The busy month of August'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-9031171352306270068</id><published>2007-07-30T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T00:41:55.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moaning Mondays</title><content type='html'>Today was quite bad. I like to hear Tiffany tell me about singing and what people's faults are. She's quite professional :) Double chinese, barely survived. Double LA, oh man, i felt, lazy unqualified and unintelligent. Seriously. Physics - i got 22/30 for my test! :) Even though if i remembered to put arrows I would've gotten A1 i'm still pretty pleased cos I beat Axel/Madeline (for once.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math - Mrs Gan is so cute, I swear. The wind was blowing and her hair was flying all over the place, then we were like "Mrs Gan you look like a hair model." (She's got really long hair). So then she did a hair flip and it was hilarious&lt;3&lt;3 Sometimes you can't help but love Mrs Gan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna was being weird today and observing weird stuff. A-hem. Mammy's going ccc-razy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio- I got 27/35, 5th highest in class, i counted. So happy about it, Mother will be pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog was fun, cos Bea the Bimbo was sitting next to me cos Jess left for her softball match (good luck dear), then she was being lame , AS USUAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practicing for chapel now. So i don't flop during 2T band practice. My fingers hurt ): I think i can do from the inside out, magnificent and at the foot of the cross, the only difficult one is forever, cos you jump from what, e to c. On the guitar, that is hard. I love my electric and i made a makeshift stand :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salsa presentation tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-9031171352306270068?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/9031171352306270068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=9031171352306270068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/9031171352306270068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/9031171352306270068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/moaning-mondays.html' title='Moaning Mondays'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-8197550660269948934</id><published>2007-07-28T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T23:52:19.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat</title><content type='html'>The whole world loves her, won't turn without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine - Ben Jelen (i love this song) I wish they combined both catechism classes, it would be so much funner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more snacks, i'm only going to eat breakfast, recess, lunch and dinner. No tea no supper. If i really can't take it i'll take fruits for snacks. I'm going to get below 50 kg. I'm fatttt :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to up the physical for abs.&lt;br /&gt;Oh when's the new physical sched coming, i feel lost without it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-8197550660269948934?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/8197550660269948934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=8197550660269948934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/8197550660269948934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/8197550660269948934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/fat.html' title='Fat'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-3381705660659561478</id><published>2007-07-28T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T02:54:08.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St Ignatius Youth Night</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day :)&lt;br /&gt;Training was so fun, 3v3 all the way! Brains, speed, power - Fantastic 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Marie, Jessica, George and Ivan to watch the Simpsons! It was so good, hilarious. &lt;3 George is dumb. But he bought me starbucks so that makes him less dumb! Choir prac later and then church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disco was the best. I served Miss Shaddick a cocktail (absote:D I was a bartender for a while.. Edit: &lt;strong&gt;Silvana/&lt;/strong&gt;, Angie, Valerie, Nick, Steffi, Richard, Isabelle, Sara, Ivan, George, Mash, Tim, Kristen, Marie, Jessica were all there. Quite fun :) In the end Richard, Isabelle, Sara and I went to eat ice cream! Then i had to leave, after dancing with them for a while to make _____ dance with _____ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys for a wonderful night&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-3381705660659561478?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/3381705660659561478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=3381705660659561478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/3381705660659561478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/3381705660659561478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-was-good-day-training-was-so-fun.html' title='St Ignatius Youth Night'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-8891096389614445809</id><published>2007-07-27T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T07:32:54.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedications</title><content type='html'>Michelle Chan: Get well soon k! I hope your migraine is better :) School's not the same without ET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace Cheah: I absolutely love you for doing something about the salsa project &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica: Good luck for all your softball games you're an awesome deskpartner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next monday is crumpler day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is gonna be love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-8891096389614445809?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/8891096389614445809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=8891096389614445809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/8891096389614445809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/8891096389614445809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/dedications.html' title='Dedications'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-3697293032525048934</id><published>2007-07-26T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T23:31:16.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories, Triage</title><content type='html'>Chinese was absolutely boring, rotted. In a chinese hell. PE sucked, Mrs Chan wouldn't even let us bat the ball. SHe was teaching us how to throw and I'm like what. I measured my blazer and my arm is really long like 23 inches(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math, Mrs Gan was late so we talked about sleepovers! They're fun. History was quite okay. Social studies was really fun, new teacher Ms Chia. She's cool(: I'm a genius. We are the Union protecting Workers. Who are from China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gel was fun, but it made me think alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In primary school, it was shocking how we behaved. We excluded anyone who was different, it makes me feel really guilty. I wouldn't have liked being marginalised or anything. I suppose it was the lack of emotional maturity and ignorance, but isn't ignorance a crime as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it also got me thinking that all we have is each other to get us through, so I wanna thank: Grace Michelle Hwang Michelle Chan Beatrice Tiffany Anna Christine Jessica Amanda and Madeline for being such great classmates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that pisses me off, is the lack of understanding of those people who force themselves to smile. Its such a triage system. Those we can survive and carry on get no help, while the one who needs help is the only one who is cared about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't we all get equal oppurtunities?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-3697293032525048934?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/3697293032525048934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=3697293032525048934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/3697293032525048934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/3697293032525048934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/memories-triage.html' title='Memories, Triage'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-5429361148056602799</id><published>2007-07-26T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T06:57:48.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumaw</title><content type='html'>I am sincerely touched by Coach Weber's helper Tumaw. I have done nothing to earn his support nor help and he is so genuine with his cries of "Come on!" I've never seen anyone as genuine and sincere as he is. Everytime I'm struggling to complete a physical he would cheer me on, in that absolute quiet yet sincere way of his, it never ceases to amaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we really taking things like these for granted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was good, I keep doing rallies with Marcus - he's so retarded. C'mon ball number 80, we'll get 80 rallies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the school week! Or almost, Friday is the best day of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-5429361148056602799?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/5429361148056602799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=5429361148056602799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5429361148056602799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5429361148056602799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/tumaw.html' title='Tumaw'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-2881177834152715563</id><published>2007-07-26T00:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T01:00:43.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure</title><content type='html'>I failed to make Madeline cry ): My story was a flop not a success, maybe i'm not meant to be a writer. But rather, a speaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not. That would be Tiffany's job. Tiffany has the loveliest voice in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my Mom bought a new type of detergent, it smells great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've done, i want it but Madeline's com and my com isn't compatible and it takes ages to send!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New skin! Blogger skin this time, cos i felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see what's going down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-2881177834152715563?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/2881177834152715563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=2881177834152715563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/2881177834152715563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/2881177834152715563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/failure.html' title='Failure'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-9148093771000123320</id><published>2007-07-25T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:47:54.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_izqcxSSQIrc/Rqg5psJPR8I/AAAAAAAAACo/0aK3yri7z-U/s1600-h/Emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091382767129675714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_izqcxSSQIrc/Rqg5psJPR8I/AAAAAAAAACo/0aK3yri7z-U/s200/Emo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_izqcxSSQIrc/Rqg5p8JPR9I/AAAAAAAAACw/h2sWo2al4Gw/s1600-h/Superdog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091382771424643026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_izqcxSSQIrc/Rqg5p8JPR9I/AAAAAAAAACw/h2sWo2al4Gw/s200/Superdog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superdog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_izqcxSSQIrc/Rqg5qMJPR-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/iSircVI1Kio/s1600-h/I"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091382775719610338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_izqcxSSQIrc/Rqg5qMJPR-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/iSircVI1Kio/s200/I%27m+going+home.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going home&lt;br /&gt;Love photoshop. I must have it on my computer! Chinese and math were so boring! The good news is that i got 15/25 and Amanda remembered wrongly, it's okay 1.73 cm. That's at least a B4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology test - i lost 5 marks already ): I love Rascal Flatts. Their whole CD is awesome, thanks Michelle for lending me the CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lang Arts was hilarious, i &lt;3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-9148093771000123320?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/9148093771000123320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=9148093771000123320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/9148093771000123320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/9148093771000123320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/emo-superdog-im-going-home-love.html' title='Love Today'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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/_izqcxSSQIrc/Rqg5psJPR8I/AAAAAAAAACo/0aK3yri7z-U/s72-c/Emo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8521524395017000578.post-1278328743672878311</id><published>2007-07-24T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:47:35.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Founder's Day</title><content type='html'>Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;Founders' Day practice for the first half of school, really boring. Music was funn, i kinda got highhh so i made lame jokes and Grace was evil, but it was fun. History! I got 29/30 for my test! Mrs Chen started talking about gory details of what happens when the fan falls down. Lang Arts- Waste! She spent the whole time lecturing 5 ppl except for the last five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training, private training was good. I played alrighht, Tumaw came to play. But Elite.. I was so angry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir practice! Fun, except that Kristen and Silvana didn't come! So the only people I knew there were like George and Mash ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;Founders' Day today, i've come to realise Dr Balakrishnan and Ms Kon can speak really well. Christine deserted me and went to the bamboo courtyard though i was trying so harddd to findd her ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I wish you'd stop being such a whining misery. She's working hard enough as it is, trying to support us all but you're just there degrading her and scolding her and i hate it. And i think its pretty self explanatory why we dont tell you when something goes wrong. You blow up, and you just continue whining. You dont do anything at all. I wishh you would just stay in your room and never come out again. All you ever do is make us unhappy. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-1278328743672878311?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/1278328743672878311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=1278328743672878311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/1278328743672878311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/1278328743672878311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/tuesday-founders-day-practice-for-first.html' title='Founder&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-5930957314223146185</id><published>2007-07-23T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:46:33.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough week</title><content type='html'>Hearing voices telling me that I should get some sleep&lt;br /&gt;Because tomorrow might be good for something&lt;br /&gt;Hold on I'm feeling like I'm headed for a breakdown&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, is one of the toughest week. I have a biology test on Thursday. And I can't cheese out of founder's day dinner on Wednesday night (how to study!), Michelle Hwang will kill me and Grace will too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm still contemplating if i should go for Tuesday's choir practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna ask her tomorrow. And hopefully dont get killed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-5930957314223146185?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/5930957314223146185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=5930957314223146185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5930957314223146185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5930957314223146185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/hearing-voices-telling-me-that-i-should.html' title='Tough week'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-8956022372592924829</id><published>2007-07-23T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:45:26.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball, Piano exam</title><content type='html'>I have this incredible urge to go to a basketball court and play a 3v3 game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano exam this morning - i messed up aural, bad. The rest was alright i guess, messed a scale.&lt;br /&gt;It was really boring, the ensemble practice. Tomorrow's its gonna be the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triple threat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-8956022372592924829?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/8956022372592924829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=8956022372592924829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/8956022372592924829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/8956022372592924829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-have-this-incredible-urge-to-go-to.html' title='Basketball, Piano exam'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-6982085760945962416</id><published>2007-07-21T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:45:07.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mash</title><content type='html'>Today was good. Had training in the morning, i dont think i've ever trained that hard but, it felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MASH THANKS FOR BEING SUCH A GREAT WONDERFUL FRIEND! GOD BLESS YA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mash's house after that, i was like the first one there! Lol, but Ivan and Nick soon came. Followed by Max and Tim. Played guit, and watched them fight d: Sil came. Watched Brother Bear and ate lunchh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to play basketball after that and soccer. Smart Ivan hit the ball down the hill like 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got owned at bball, cos Mash's team had everyone who were like 18-something. But we didnt do too badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for cat after that, and church with Sil and Ivan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework:&lt;br /&gt;Math worksheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos:&lt;br /&gt;Practice piano!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-6982085760945962416?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/6982085760945962416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=6982085760945962416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/6982085760945962416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/6982085760945962416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-was-good.html' title='Happy Birthday Mash'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-2840248625140523611</id><published>2007-07-20T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:44:38.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Racial Harmony</title><content type='html'>Today - was an awesome day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our God, is an awesome God, he reigns on heaven and Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese, was like super boring. But traffic duty was funn! PE was fun, we played netball and Anna and Bea missed like 10 shots, and i was standing in the attacking third just retrieving balls and passing it in, and Grace got so bored that she went sun-tanning. Math - slack, cos of the Racial Harmony Day celebrations outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess, yummy, we stuck like ten reminders outside different points of the staff room saying "Mr Seow, SS lesson is in the canteen! Love, 2t." So he took all of them down and returned them to us at recess d: Cause we are self-amusing, we wrote one in chinese and stuck it on his pigeon hole, saying the same thing in Chinese. d: History was funn, and for some reason, the whole staffroom knew that we were having a farewell party d:&lt;br /&gt;So Mrs Chen let us go! We printed out this huge picture of Mr Seow from Vietnam and we all signed it, then we had this scrapbook thing with pictures from Vietnam and notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was good, Mr Seow treated the whole class to JusTea- Thanks! Hahaha. Bea baked him an oreo cheesecake. And we stole his coin pouch like 3 times, and then he left it on the concept map which I completed to prove we did our readings, and carried it up and brilliant Madeline stole it again d:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racial Harmony day concert was awesome! They stomped, krumped, moonwalked, air glided. Awesome. Its the best concert the school's ever shown us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was alrighhhht, full of spastic people but its okay d:&lt;br /&gt;Chinese tuition soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be fun fun funnn, 7.30-9.30 training, 10.30-1 mash's house!! 2.00 tournament!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-2840248625140523611?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/2840248625140523611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=2840248625140523611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/2840248625140523611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/2840248625140523611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-was-awesome-day.html' title='Racial Harmony'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-1066829036089405224</id><published>2007-07-19T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:43:59.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost killed by Anna Belle</title><content type='html'>Today was good, chinese past really quickly. Anna Belle Tang Seng Wen almost got me killed while we were doing the traffic, cos there were alot of ppl so i took a step off the kerb to try stop the cars, and Miss Tang didn't hold the stop sign up so the car jerked right in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d: Went for detention meeting later, and met Gailie! Hahah, which we had a lot of fun being crazy and all, yes Claire 1 too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yadayadayada okay DC. It was really boring at first. Well it was boring the whole way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend's soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-1066829036089405224?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/1066829036089405224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=1066829036089405224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/1066829036089405224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/1066829036089405224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-was-good-chinese-past-really.html' title='Almost killed by Anna Belle'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-2315968116716243692</id><published>2007-07-18T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:42:41.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You are magnificent</title><content type='html'>You are magnificent, eternally wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Nothing ever will compare to you Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FPS today, Mrs Ng, we have analysed is very quirky but has the same expectations of us as the other Mrs Ng. We have to deliver excellence. Thats gonna be hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog was pretty fun, what with Michelle Hwang's warped logic of having earthquakes on a golf course every day so that they won't have to keep playing on the same terrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math, total bore. Almost died, too bad everyday has maths. Its like, super boring. We revised a bit of Variations thoughh, i think i understand it better. I hope i don't fail the test tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lang Arts was pretty fun, just annotated. I'm amazed at Madeline and Anna's answering powers. They think so quick and whatever i am trying to phrase so hard they phrase it so easily ): Maybe i'm just dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History was the bomb! We had our elections thing and guess who won! SWAT! Our team! Yay, even though like we were lagging behind at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics sucked, cos of Mrs ______. I really can't stand her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch with Sicko #1 Jewel and Sara and Diane. Bused to Serene Centre and had yummy Nutella. Me, Jewel and Sara took a non-airconditioned bus bcos we care about the Earth while Diane hopped on our bus and then hopped off but when she tried to hop on again, it was too late d:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was good, started off badly though but i cheered up the end. I really need to keep my temper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;br /&gt;Never ending&lt;br /&gt;Your glory goes beyond all fame&lt;br /&gt;And the cry of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Is to bring You praise&lt;br /&gt;From the inside out Lord my soul cries out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can play the melody of this chorus on electric, but i can't figure out the notes for the verse cos i dont know it well enoughh. And i figured out chorus for Forever too. I haven't done the other songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-2315968116716243692?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/2315968116716243692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=2315968116716243692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/2315968116716243692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/2315968116716243692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-are-magnificent-eternally-wonderful.html' title='You are magnificent'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-892681329165933929</id><published>2007-07-17T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:40:44.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>I am sick, thanks to my dear brother who decided to spend 5 minutes in my sister's room (where I sleep) and decided to coughh all over the bedsheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have a sore throat, a severy runny nose and lots of phlegm. I hate being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was relatively an okay day. Michelle Hwang and I started talking about something, which was really hilarious, cos Beatrice was being disturbed, and then she went to pair with Grace but it was okay cos I paired with Michelle Hwang. Tiff, 6 yr old genius, Michelle Hwang, Grace, Bea and I started talking about how dumb the income tax law is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was fun - i guess? Didn't do much. Math was totally the worse, I hate similarity I didn't couldn't find the similar triangles. Recess! Yumm, then we went to the dance studio, but the teacher couldn't open it so Grace couldn't show off her stretching and I couldn't try to be like her and fail. d:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salsa was fun, Anna is the worse male partner ever, maybe not but she's so pushy, like she will swing you here and there. And slap you hard on the back but its okay I still love Anna. And then we had this competition and we were the Red Hot Jalapenos and we won! Cos of Grace and Bea, but Anna and I were not bad cos we were the 4th from the longest. Which is actually 3rd from the first. And 6 yr old genius, worked her magic with Tiffy and they decided not to do any turns and just do the basic, so they lasted quite long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Red Hot Jalapenos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog was fun, we digressed from global warming to uv lights to tanning machines and to how claustrophobic a tanning machine is and how you can get fried if you're locked inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lang Arts.. Boy was it scary, Mrs Ng was shooting us down for our lousy eyewitness reports - we deserved it. But her criticism was so creepy that I was hoping that Madeline wouldn't ask her anything cos I editted for her and that she won't call me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she made us do corrections which wasn't too bad, cos at least you get to practice more right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tests:&lt;br /&gt;Math test - Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Chinese test - Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw the school, July month is full of tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training with Weber was good, worked on volleys. Saw Ju TRYING to throw the ball, like she throws the ball EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elite was good, drilled the whole way. Round up! Slice drill was quite fun i hope we do that more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished all my homework. After practicing my piano, i'm going to sleep at 9 or 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): Sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-892681329165933929?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/892681329165933929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=892681329165933929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/892681329165933929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/892681329165933929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-sick-thanks-to-my-dear-brother-who.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-6416982222150206725</id><published>2007-07-16T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:40:06.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord, a Hymn of Praise</title><content type='html'>I'll sing to you Lord, a hymn of praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a workaholic mood now. I dont know why, i feel like doing alot of things at one go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing electric for chapel, i've to figure out all the notes! I'm going to die, cos my pitch is all flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs T is the most evil person ever, Anna was just asking if she could borrow a protractor and she yelled No and said you should know.. Yadayada. Evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog project was funnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salsa tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-6416982222150206725?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/6416982222150206725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=6416982222150206725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/6416982222150206725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/6416982222150206725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/ill-sing-to-you-lord-hymn-of-praise.html' title='Lord, a Hymn of Praise'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-1969190063187465000</id><published>2007-07-15T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:39:41.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest</title><content type='html'>Today was good, woke up really late, had a huge headache. Like the kinda feeling you sleep too much and think too little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the studio to practice piano so i couldn't go to the church choir practice. Think I'll go on Wednesday. Like, i froze in the examination room, cos it was so freakin cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazed around and stayed online almost as long as crazy Silvana who stayed on for like 3 h ++.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for tuition but my teacher had a tummyache so we ended 40 mins earlier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2t: Hoot is showing today at 7 pm HBO.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year felt like a century ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 the Catechists&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-1969190063187465000?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/1969190063187465000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=1969190063187465000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/1969190063187465000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/1969190063187465000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-was-good-woke-up-really-late-had.html' title='Rest'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-6741943132806813244</id><published>2007-07-14T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:39:23.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Healings</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling muchh better, thoughh i still think I shouldd get more free time, but nevermind. It can't be helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A wonderful day, despite training from 730-930 in the morning. Went to Tiffany's. We played piano, drums and guitar for like ages before we decided to do work. I can play the drums to almost any song :D We finished typing out our skit before we went to eat lunchh - The food there is really good. We played with her kois too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went for catechism. It was so funn. Cos Aunty Germaine wasn't there so we were making this skit thing, where Marie! made me sing. I'm gonna get you back! Then like, I was supposed to go church with Ivan but i was going to watch Harry Potter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter wasn't that good, quite badd actually if you compare it to the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel so tired, but you can't sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-6741943132806813244?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/6741943132806813244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=6741943132806813244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/6741943132806813244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/6741943132806813244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-feeling-muchh-better-thoughh-i-still.html' title='Healings'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-5442876473306595001</id><published>2007-07-13T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:39:02.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>Today, is gonna be the day, that they throw it all back to you.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that I won't feel a thing, so give me novocaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stressed now, I wanna break down and cry. I even thought about cutting my wrists but thats so dumbb its like just wasting your blood but i was wondering whether it would relieve you of this painn. I'm so sick of training 8 times a week, i'm sick of completeing all my school hw properly, i'm sick of having tuition, violin lessons and piano lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yknow, I wish you were more sensitive. As a mother, you've done nothing but treat me like a robot? Have you ever once considered how I feel? No, you haven't. Whether I like it or not, i have to go throughh withh it. I've like no free time at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i want to give up everything and just lie in bed, and cry and cry and cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-5442876473306595001?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/5442876473306595001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=5442876473306595001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5442876473306595001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5442876473306595001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-is-gonna-be-day-that-they-throw.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-7792523981043246608</id><published>2007-07-12T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:38:26.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reliving Vietnam</title><content type='html'>I'm watching MTV Amplified now and it plays really good songs, well songs that accomodate my taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about my experiences this year and I really wanna re-live some, like the ones in Vietnam! I think we learnt really alot. Mr Seow told us they planned another trip for us to go to Cambodia next year and I really can't wait. Even thoughh its like during June and its a year away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was good today, chinese was just writing and PE was fun we played Netball. Our team ruled. We beat Amanda's team 7-6! d:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathh was really boring but at least it was in an air conditioned room. So our sweat from PE dried. History test was so easy, I think i only lost 1 mark, wheww. The killer week is over. We went for phototaking! Then like, even tough i got dry, I had to run 4 levels down and 4 levels up to call Mrs Gan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, then Grace and I were standing next to each other and behind Mrs Gan. So Grace was like "Ah! Mrs Gan is sitting here. (Mrs Ng was in front of us" So Mrs Ng was like "I heard that..." Then, Mrs Gan leaned back and hit Grace's stomachh and then Grace was like Mrs Gan! Don't lean back! You'll hit my stomachhh. Then Mrs Ng turned around and poked Grace and said "Too bad!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our informal photo rocked! We went down to the front, Grace and Michelle Cleopatrad on the floor and i was this Monk thing in the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social studies were fun, we made it a chinese lesson, even though we were supposed to answer in English. I kept falling asleep. And Michelle Hwang said something reallly sick on this piece of paper about Mr Seow and showed it to me then I laughed really loud so Mr Seow tried to see the paper but Michelle Hwang ran out of the classroom and threw it away d:&lt;br /&gt;Mr Seow's going away on course - so social studies going to be boring cos there's no one to make fun of. But he gave us this term paper!! Due 15 August even though he went away! So horrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gel was the worst ever, so me and Tiff started talking about intonation and pronunciation and enunciation while Anna and Christine started to sight sing (loudly!) I wish I could go with them to watch Harry Potter but i can't cos i've a MATCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this weekend is good, i'm spending most of Sat at Tiffany's - Breakfast at Tiffany's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing guit and singing for Chapel =x. I hope I can still play guitar - LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-7792523981043246608?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/7792523981043246608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=7792523981043246608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/7792523981043246608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/7792523981043246608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-watching-mtv-amplified-now-and-it.html' title='Reliving Vietnam'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-98622909764898707</id><published>2007-07-12T06:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:38:01.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ju's ankle</title><content type='html'>Omggg i typed this super long post and it was gone! Like poof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julienne Keong Siying i hope your ankle gets better in a day, i love you k!&lt;br /&gt;At training i had a short chat with Booby! Got a lift from Darryl to Kallang.&lt;br /&gt;So i got a walkover. And, while waiting i did dumb things like ask Darryl who's photo was in my history textbook and saying it was his twin (the ugly ones) and saying that Jonas was here and he will always look (hilarious!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost doubles to Jaime/Jolene. The Fongs fell to the Wongs. Haha, i'm lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Lyn, Ray, Van, Christine, Tam, Darryl for winning! Good luck tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-98622909764898707?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/98622909764898707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=98622909764898707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/98622909764898707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/98622909764898707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/omggg-i-typed-this-super-long-post-and.html' title='Ju&apos;s ankle'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-4014815219609638559</id><published>2007-07-12T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:37:12.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to you, lord God Almighty</title><content type='html'>Dear Lord, thank you for helping me get through this week, it's almost the end of this hectic week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was awesome, chinese test was pretty alright and math was a total waste cos she came late. Comp studs was fun,we listened to Imeemo and played with photoshop. Bio was hilarious! Thanks Sam for giving me a sweet! We had a good chat session in bio, its times like these that i know the reason why i love Anna, Michelle and Tiff so much! Lang Arts was good, i love LA anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem Child 2 is hilarious. I've a match later i just hope i play well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-4014815219609638559?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/4014815219609638559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=4014815219609638559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/4014815219609638559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/4014815219609638559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/dear-lord-thank-you-for-helping-me-get.html' title='Thanks to you, lord God Almighty'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-5830909555243798501</id><published>2007-07-11T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:36:35.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Bedlam</title><content type='html'>Cos maybe. You're gonna be the one that saves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some one to pull me right out of this bedlam and bring me to the Maldives againn, or a holiday. I hate thinking about the days to come. But i have to, to know what homework and tasks i have to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to study, study, studyy. Buck up! I hate failing - well i'm not failing and i wanna keep it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bio project's due to be presented tomorrow. I dont care about whether its good or not - i just want to get over and done with it. Chinese test tomorrow, which reminds me i have to gloss over the words in Chapter 17. I hateeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History test on Friday. Two chapters at one go. I can't believe teachers are so not understanding, it's like they dump us 3 tests, in a row. They should really communicate among each otherr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow and friday = Eye bags. I'm staying up late, i'll sleep every spare time i have in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a ranting post, i hate doing this. Sometimes i feel so useless and i feel like i'm never doing enoughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least my projects have been handed up, and there are only 2 left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, please help me get through this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week - I love. It looks so stress free from here, maybe it'll be different when i get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suling booby, i love you- you're not silly okay! But i bet you've already forgotten about it knowing what a pretty happy girl you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uhh, i guess i should just stop blogging, but i'm like bored but i have to do theory homework and study history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm in a blogging mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now i've a headache. Talk about sudden changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a little girl, trying to conquer the whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;I've got work piled up to my head all i wanna do is jump into bed&lt;br /&gt;And wash away my troubles with lemonade&lt;br /&gt;All i need is a good disguise, one nobody can recognise&lt;br /&gt;That i'm feeling so small&lt;br /&gt;All i need is a secret weapon, i've gotta have faith&lt;br /&gt;Zapping monsters into outer space&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be a superhero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-5830909555243798501?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/5830909555243798501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=5830909555243798501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5830909555243798501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5830909555243798501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/cos-maybe.html' title='Back to Bedlam'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-8684464490866094730</id><published>2007-07-11T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:36:13.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast at Tiffany's</title><content type='html'>FPS, really fun. We've decided what to do so we're going to have Breakfast at Tiffany's and do our project at her house. Geog test- relatively simple. Math! We wasted alot of time cos we convinced Mrs Gan we'll do our homework. LA- quite funny the presentations but LA always makes me feel so degraded. History- Funfunfun! Physics- Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with Mummy, Mich H, Grace Cheah. Then went for ensemble. Had training - played horribly. Played with Mrs Lee- she's pretty good. Did Math with Amanda, its hilarious how she takes 1/2 an hour to do one worksheet and i take 5. &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tireddd. I've to study a bit of chinese then do our bio script ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-8684464490866094730?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/8684464490866094730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=8684464490866094730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/8684464490866094730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/8684464490866094730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/fps-really-fun.html' title='Breakfast at Tiffany&apos;s'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-3596888446715778362</id><published>2007-07-10T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:35:34.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Madeline</title><content type='html'>Dear Madeline, Happy Birthday! Thanks for being suchh a great friend and amsuing counterpart who's really really messy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today was awesome, we spent Philo not paying attention and talking, Mrs Gan let us off early for RECESS! We learnt Salsa today - Anna! Hahaha it was hilarious. Then free period - we played guitar and sang the whole thing away. Played doubles match, won love and two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, is a bad day. So is thursday, so is friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-3596888446715778362?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/3596888446715778362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=3596888446715778362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/3596888446715778362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/3596888446715778362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/dear-madeline-happy-birthday-thanks-for.html' title='Happy Birthday Madeline'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-3511093974390995270</id><published>2007-07-09T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:35:06.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>White Hoodie, Nadal's inspiration</title><content type='html'>I bought a cool white hoodie from Converse - thanks Ma! But i feel guilty cos it was quite expensive.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i really hate myself now, how i'm always surly, impatient and pissed off at home. I can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today sucked - mondays are the worst. Weekends are for the warriors. Training was good though, i made extra effort to run faster and hit harder - inspiration from Nadal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me i won't feel a thing, give me novocaine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-3511093974390995270?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/3511093974390995270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=3511093974390995270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/3511093974390995270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/3511093974390995270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-bought-cool-white-hoodie-from.html' title='White Hoodie, Nadal&apos;s inspiration'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-5314156046531225504</id><published>2007-07-08T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:34:39.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Cos after all - you're my wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I just re-read Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants, the Second Summer. And i remember why i love the book so much - number 1 is still the best thoughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that that book has alot of lessons and its so cool how the 4 friends are so incredibly close&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to eat a good dinner today cos my mom had a 50 % off voucher. And boy was it good - we then went to far east where i only bought one shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going black! Black is cool and i want a black hoodie. Now! Anybody wanna buy me one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school tomorrow. This weekend- felt like- a work weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-5314156046531225504?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/5314156046531225504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=5314156046531225504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5314156046531225504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5314156046531225504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/cos-after-all-youre-my-wonderwall-i.html' title='Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants'/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-2248513498685064466</id><published>2007-07-07T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T22:30:44.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_izqcxSSQIrc/RpB2OjoZIQI/AAAAAAAAACY/uPfyS9uYBfo/s1600-h/P1010633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084693971756196098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_izqcxSSQIrc/RpB2OjoZIQI/AAAAAAAAACY/uPfyS9uYBfo/s200/P1010633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Presenting: Richard! Rachel, Clare, Isabelle at the arcade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_izqcxSSQIrc/RpB2PDoZIRI/AAAAAAAAACg/FbRbNKAs34I/s1600-h/DSC08140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084693980346130706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_izqcxSSQIrc/RpB2PDoZIRI/AAAAAAAAACg/FbRbNKAs34I/s200/DSC08140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are the cool motorists who are killing Rachel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehmygoshhh, i need to scan in the bio comics and my scanner doesn't work and my mom doesn't wanna help fix it ): Madeline! Whydyou not have a scanner!&lt;br /&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/8521524395017000578-2248513498685064466?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/2248513498685064466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=2248513498685064466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/2248513498685064466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/2248513498685064466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/presenting-richard-rachel-clare.html' title=''/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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/_izqcxSSQIrc/RpB2OjoZIQI/AAAAAAAAACY/uPfyS9uYBfo/s72-c/P1010633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8521524395017000578.post-5125115644058361335</id><published>2007-07-07T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T03:27:43.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y.outh for the E.nvironment A.ction and H.eart! was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;First &lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE- we played netball - j'adore, haven't played netball in so long!&lt;br /&gt;math- Mrs Gan is so funny she was like 'Is VJC palindromic (cos we were trying to guess her old school)' We said 'No!' Mrs Gan 'Yea so not related- don't talk about it!' And we also asked if she was a head prefect and she said 'No, my head is here (while pointing to her head)&lt;br /&gt;History-  Campaigning. NPA rocks! We have to make our lollipops though.&lt;br /&gt;Social studies- Hilarious, cos we were addicted to the song Lollipop by Mika so Michelle Hwang started talking in ultra high falsetto whenever she replied to Mr Seow and Mr Seow was so annoyed that he wanted to book her! And he was like, this theory is something like the game monopoly, when you play.. then I interrupted and said 'I win!' Such a good call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was Y.E.A.H! We ate at Macs&lt;3 Yum. Before we went to the Audi. It was super fun i dont mind doing it again. Slept over at Hwang's house at watched Because I said so. Great show. The musician is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home now - tons of hw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hw:&lt;br /&gt;Physics worksheet&lt;br /&gt;Bio project&lt;br /&gt;Music project&lt;br /&gt;Math tuition&lt;br /&gt;Chinese tuition&lt;br /&gt;Theory&lt;br /&gt;Math hw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All to do in one day - somebody save me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-5125115644058361335?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/5125115644058361335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=5125115644058361335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5125115644058361335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/5125115644058361335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/y.html' title=''/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-987730740008841363</id><published>2007-07-05T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T06:05:07.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Cos maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Try this on strait jacket feeling, so maybe I won't be alone&lt;br /&gt;Take back now my life you're stealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanika club is revived again! At training, it was quite fun. Haha, just played King all the way. Went to middle court. And Coach Weber lied to us and told us we were playing handball but we ended up doing sprints like 10 x 400 m = 2.8 km, and i was already aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;And i want these words to make things right&lt;br /&gt;But its the wrong that makes these words come alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great job Julienne, Inez, JiaLi, Elizabeth, Christine at physical today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-987730740008841363?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/987730740008841363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=987730740008841363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/987730740008841363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/987730740008841363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/cos-maybe-youre-gonna-be-one-that-saves.html' title=''/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-480020024152520031</id><published>2007-07-04T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T23:40:20.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm into emo music, emo pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling emo today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School - chinese first period, it passed by real quick - math too cos Mrs Gan came late. Comp studies - super fun, Ms Tok is really funny. I made a really emo picture using Adobe. But i can't load it cos i don't have Adobe CS! Which i'm going to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio - finished up the Star Wars comic, now Madeline and I are fixing up the site then we're done. Lang - we presented our newscast it was hilarious. Then I gave Ju some business and bought a $5! keychain from Action for Singapore Dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework:&lt;br /&gt;Physics worksheet&lt;br /&gt;Bio site&lt;br /&gt;Music project (going to Michelle's house after YEAH! to do it)&lt;br /&gt;FPS, format report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats not too bad, at least life is getting better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-480020024152520031?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/480020024152520031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=480020024152520031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/480020024152520031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/480020024152520031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-into-emo-music-emo-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-9007624139432969576</id><published>2007-07-04T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T07:28:24.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was awesome(:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Julienne Keong Si Ying for having me at your house so that I could play and watch making of HSM 2 and discuss who's hot - I don't care Max Thieriot is hotter than your stupid &lt;s&gt;Blossom&lt;/s&gt; Don't kill me, i still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was fun, though we were late. As usual.&lt;br /&gt;I've 5 projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go link myself at EKC and notify the public from xanga that i've moved here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good night!&lt;br /&gt;-Clare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-9007624139432969576?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/9007624139432969576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=9007624139432969576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/9007624139432969576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/9007624139432969576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-was-awesome-thank-you-julienne.html' title=''/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</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-8521524395017000578.post-794758795909240442</id><published>2007-07-04T07:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T07:21:44.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sick of xanga, so i'm back here(:&lt;br /&gt;-Clare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8521524395017000578-794758795909240442?l=words-on-the-street.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/feeds/794758795909240442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8521524395017000578&amp;postID=794758795909240442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/794758795909240442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8521524395017000578/posts/default/794758795909240442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://words-on-the-street.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-sick-of-xanga-so-im-back-here-clare.html' title=''/><author><name>Clare Fong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14733815975629346794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
