<?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-38873543</id><updated>2011-09-08T19:18:16.917+08:00</updated><category term='obsessed'/><category term='Wild Wet And The Rush of Sugar'/><category term='Present'/><category term='truth and moms'/><category term='Church'/><category term='She can...'/><category term='La la la la la...'/><category term='Exams'/><category term='boys like girls'/><category term='Mini Chcolate Chip Cookie'/><category term='Past'/><category term='pEi sI'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Funny scene of HSM2. Fast and slow'/><category term='Reminders from MC'/><category term='school'/><category term='Future'/><category term='Do you want a cup of coffee or tea?'/><category term='Wii+Hong Baos'/><category term='update'/><category term='run or ski?'/><title type='text'>Hi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38873543.post-4836770264990703084</id><published>2010-01-30T13:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T13:28:33.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swing swing</title><content type='html'>I'll just write a short post. Yes, I know my blog is dead. Just felt like writing a small note. So ezones are here. Really hope our team can make it to ezone finals. And Clarence please stop it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so much have happened the past few(many) months. It's weird. But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to this really pretty little quiet playground last night and it was amazing. I was on the swing the whole time. It brought back memories and I swung my worries, troubles, away. And it was a full moon too. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-4836770264990703084?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/4836770264990703084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=4836770264990703084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4836770264990703084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4836770264990703084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2010/01/swing-swing.html' title='swing swing'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-809894403172044753</id><published>2009-09-16T20:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:01:51.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B!tchohmy ohmyohmy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B!tch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, oh my, oh my. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I thought yesterday was really interesting. many weird strange especially DUMB things happened. That b!tch... Even though he's a guy. Whatever. &lt;s&gt;DUMB DUMB DUMB BLOODY IDIOTIC ARROGANT SELFISH STUPID RETARDED GUY. &lt;/s&gt;Oh wait... I sound mean. Oh, well, who asked him to be like that. He's such a control-freak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;To get rid of that anger, I went to Nicole and Mandy! We told them our story to vent out our anger. Then, we played volleyball! Hahahaha, can you imagine? Netballers attempting to play volleyball. But they were friendly, especially their senior, Nicole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There are so so many Nicoles in the whole wide world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well, I was quite awful at playing volleyball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;After playing with them, we went to finish up our last remaining km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;We ran round and round and round the hall like 20 times altogether. But we ran 10 then took a break and then the last ten. The volleyball boys did weird things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Thanks to that _____, we didn't shoot anymore. So... We went home! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;:D:D What happened today? I'm so not gonna talk about lessons. So sick of it. I just kept forgetting to bring lots of stuff. OH YEAH! IT'S FAITH'S BIRTHDAY! She's the first one in this whole year that I've ever written a personal birthday card to. I know... I'm horrible. I'm sorry for not writing birthday cards to my other friends. Anyway, I hope Faith liked it! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;After shooting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;[that b!tch didn't pester us cause we followed his instructions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;(:], Nicole, Jaime, Marianne and me went to buy bubble tea. Like, walking back to the bus stop was awesome! The sky was dark, the wind was strong, it wasn't hot, you could hear faint thunder... I LOVED THE ATMOSPHERE! It started raining when we were in the bus. Saved by the bus! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;BUT, when we got off, the rain was like awfully heavy! Like WHOA. It was seriously funny when Mommy met us at the bus stop with the umbrellas. Bryan like, appeared out of nowhere and opened the gate for us. The umbrellas kept turning inside out! HAHAHAHA. Then, when we finally reached the front door, Grandma hurriedly opened the door with open arms and even put mats on the floor. Ahh!!! My family's so cute! Only my Daddy was doing nothing. Just looking at his computer. And Julianne, which I don't know where she went...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-809894403172044753?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/809894403172044753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=809894403172044753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/809894403172044753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/809894403172044753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/09/btchohmy-ohmyohmy.html' title='B!tchohmy ohmyohmy'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-742202553433598006</id><published>2009-08-11T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:53:30.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Déjà vu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;dear &lt;/span&gt;ah-ma's house on Friday. Didn't go to school. SOMEONE had H&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;... Daddy brought us out for lunch! He dropped us off at the McDonald's. Marianne and I saw loads of students from so so many schools! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Saint Margar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;et's&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hwa Chong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Saint Joseph's&lt;/span&gt;... And like a few others! Another girl school... I think. But, it was so fun! Just sitting outside eating Mac's and talking. And the weather was awesome! It was like, gonna &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;rain&lt;/span&gt;, and then it was all so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;sunny and yellow&lt;/span&gt;! it was awesome both ways! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We waited like, 1 half hours waiting for Daddy, or more. While waiting, I just turned my head, and saw this huge word: JOSEPHIAN. And I was freaking out!!! I was like, "MARIANNE, MARIANNE! LOOK! LOOK! "&lt;br /&gt;And Marianne's like, "where? where?"&lt;br /&gt;And I'm like, "THERE! THERE!"&lt;br /&gt;And she was like, "OH, OOH! OH MY, OH MY GOOSH!"&lt;br /&gt;And we like laughing away. :D&lt;br /&gt;HEY JOSEPHIAN!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ah-ma's house so so much! It has this certain atmosphere. Makes me forget about my worries. Ah-gu had &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sims 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! And I managed to play it!!! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the day after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  National Day!&lt;br /&gt;^&lt;br /&gt;My family had this whole day out. Well, almost whole. We went out for lunch at&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Rendezvous&lt;/span&gt; at about 2? It was yummy. :) Then, we randomly decided to go to the national museum. And plus, we were near and I wanted the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;s&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;thingy(it's super cute!). So, when we walked there, we found out that we had to pay. And there were 6 of us. So we didn't go. But we explored the FREE parts! Especially the museum shop! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Mommy, Julianne, Marianne and I took the bus down to Orchard to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Ion&lt;/span&gt;. While Daddy and Bryan walked(YAY DADDY!). IT WAS CROWDED CRAZY! We all felt so &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;claustrophobic&lt;/span&gt;! We bought some &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;BODY SHOP&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;DUNKIN'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;DONUTS&lt;/span&gt;! I am so so glad they have dunkin' donuts! Memories just went through me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;BOSTON!&lt;/span&gt; We went around and gave up cause SOME people were feeling sick.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Beach Road to have dinner. And then, we went home! To slack and laze around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a weird &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;déjà vu. A random one. Nope, in fact three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-742202553433598006?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/742202553433598006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=742202553433598006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/742202553433598006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/742202553433598006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/08/deja-vu-i-went-to-my-dear-ah-mas-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-9164475673140433319</id><published>2009-07-29T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:44:54.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I remembered that I had something to say... Something about today. I think  have short-term memory! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA test was okay. just wished I got more As... Overall, I think I did my best! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Teo was so freaky... I don't wanna offend her, but she  sorta offended netball. But, I bet she has a reason for EVERYTHING. Evan was wearing FBTs. And then... BAM!!! Once Ms Teo saw her, she starting screaming and shouting at her! Saying things like OBSCENE, BUTT, and she kept muttering something about netballer. Mr Lian and Ms Teo was like, yeah, that girl. Has problems...&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/38873543-9164475673140433319?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/9164475673140433319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=9164475673140433319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/9164475673140433319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/9164475673140433319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-remembered-that-i-had-something-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-4293815519126958298</id><published>2009-07-27T18:05:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T18:57:46.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa, whoa. Ah... Hmm... What should I talk about? Well, I know that I have loads of things to do to this bloggy. I really liked this gray blogskin. I'm gonna change it soon anyway. I found a new one! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Quite vintage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;straighten&lt;/span&gt; out my life... So, so many things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been seriously big changes since last year... OOh... Not all that nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I WENT TO THE HILLSONG CONCERT IN THE END!&lt;/span&gt; Chanel said she had extra. So Marianne was suppose to follow me but... she fell sick on the day itself! So Bryan followed me! We went there. Met &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;EMILY&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;CHANEL&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;DAWN&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;HUISHI&lt;/span&gt;! It's like, they had this balloon that a strange stranger gave them. He was like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;"you want a ballon?"&lt;/span&gt; Or at least that's how they told me. We had this idea to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sign our names&lt;/span&gt; on it. Hui Shi and I were like saying how this is just a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;smart idea to spread &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. When we reached there, I think, we got like, 5 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;rejections&lt;/span&gt;. They were all like, "errrr....... Okay..." And just walk on, thinking we're weirdos. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;WHATEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Wanted so much for Marianne to be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Yesterday was seriously freaky&lt;/span&gt;. The whole day was perfectly okay. Except for the last few periods, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;HOME ECONOMICS&lt;/span&gt;. ADELINE DIDN'T COME! I was like, "Okay, I'll do it by myself. Just go through it..."&lt;br /&gt;But... Ms Tan didn't&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; realize &lt;/span&gt;I was the only one, while giving us the ingredients. She was giving me all the ingredients for two... So I was like, telling Evangelyn about  it, and she was like, go tell her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, there was a group of three boys. Which means, one boy had to partner  me if I told Ms Tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"Ms Tan, Adeline's not here..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Oh? Okay... Oh, and there's a group of three... CHESTER! COME HERE."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And it was totally freaky, weird, awkward and funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like going into &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But, Clarence was so funny!!! :D:D He kept pretending to pull Ms Tan's apron from behind. And he did &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;bunny ears&lt;/span&gt; for him! HAHAHAHAHA. I had a hard time trying to keep my laughter down! He seriously has this &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;funny vibe&lt;/span&gt; everywhere he goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Weird guy.&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/38873543-4293815519126958298?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/4293815519126958298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=4293815519126958298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4293815519126958298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4293815519126958298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/07/wanted-whoa-whoa-whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-1889752246544363490</id><published>2009-07-11T07:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T09:14:15.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SlfnVnAN6yI/AAAAAAAAADU/o1QIUnnLDmE/s1600-h/DSC01742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SlfnVnAN6yI/AAAAAAAAADU/o1QIUnnLDmE/s200/DSC01742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357004640213658402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Youth LOVE/hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My blo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;g's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dying&lt;/span&gt;. Oh well... I feel like going on a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;hiatus&lt;/span&gt; or just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;delete&lt;/span&gt; my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.. I'll just see what happens. Marianne's blog going real well. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SlfhpUEfVLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/W91WUpkHrkY/s1600-h/DSC01752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SlfhpUEfVLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/W91WUpkHrkY/s200/DSC01752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356998381658920114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On youth day, instead of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;going to Nicole D's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; birthday party, I went with Marianne and my lovely parents for a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;road trip&lt;/span&gt; t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;o &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Desaru&lt;/span&gt;! It was  so so awesome being with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beaches was so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;! We went to three different ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one was okay... We found it next to a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;pretty chalet&lt;/span&gt; or something. With &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;swings&lt;/span&gt; right outside the chalet and a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;playground&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;pool&lt;/span&gt; right next to it! The swings were very... &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;old-fashioned&lt;/span&gt;? It was the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hand-made&lt;/span&gt; kinds. I loved it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;! Reminded me so so much about &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;New York&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second was like, the best! Well... Sorta. There were rocks and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;tide pools&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;crabs, hermits...&lt;/span&gt; And on the other side, it was just a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;plain beach&lt;/span&gt;! With &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;amazing sand&lt;/span&gt;! On the plain beach side, the sky was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;darkening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as it was gonna &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;rain&lt;/span&gt;. On the other side, it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;shining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; brightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! The sky was just, AWESOME! Literally. And the whole time we were there, Mommy was trying to teach Geog to MC and me. Always like that... Cute Mommy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third and final one was the most famous beach, I guess. But I think I prefer the second. Mommy, being a Geog teacher, was explaining 'bout the waves. Like something to do bout &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;swashing&lt;/span&gt;? Not sure. She was walking with the movement of the waves when suddenly, Marianne screamed! "AHH!!! OH MY, OH MY GOSH." &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;THERE WAS A HUGE JELLY FISH!&lt;/span&gt; Like when you make a circle with your two arms! And it was right behind her! She ran out of the water and Mommy did the same thing as MC-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;scream and run&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;awful cramp&lt;/span&gt; on Friday... And in school! I was trying to stand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Rachel and Joey were so cute! They helped me by suggesting ways. Rachel even lend me her fried rice or something, which was still hot, to put on my tummy. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;THANKS RACHEL!&lt;/span&gt; Joey was trying to comfort me, she made me laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At the end of Chinese lessons, when Marianne came  to me, I almost fell on her. And then, Shermaine came into class calling out my name. I couldn't help but run and hug her. When I hugged her, I cried even more. She's so comforting! I must have looked like a  mess the whole time.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Nicole D that I couldn't do the skit. I felt bad, though. Then, at the canteen I was sitting on the bench with my head on the table. People were &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;forting me helplessly&lt;/span&gt;. But I appreciate it! I bet people around were like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;what's up with this weird sec one looking so half-dead with hair so untidy. Total &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;mess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siti told me that the skit might get it! :D:D I feel so happy. So happy for them and grateful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday's coming. Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;aw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;fully &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;day...&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/38873543-1889752246544363490?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/1889752246544363490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=1889752246544363490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/1889752246544363490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/1889752246544363490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/07/youth-lovehate-my-blogs-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SlfnVnAN6yI/AAAAAAAAADU/o1QIUnnLDmE/s72-c/DSC01742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38873543.post-4286618798530904422</id><published>2009-06-27T11:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:34:58.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hangover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love hangovers. I love the recent one. From my youth camp. well... First of all, it was AWESOME! it was scary. it was crazy. It was fun. It was awfully great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;AWESOME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the overall rating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SCARY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic. THE END. It scared me so much I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;CRAZY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The games made Jamie cry! She was so frustrated. But, the games were nice! There was one game that was similar to a game I played in US. Oh, and a board game that I played in US. I met some funny people and got closer to some of my friends. The campfire was crazy fun! We danced and sing like we were hippies celebrating God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;FUN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUH~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I loved the bus ride(expected)! Hui Shi, Chanel, Marianne and I were like &lt;u&gt;trying&lt;/u&gt; to play card games in the bus. And we ate so much junk! I had so much fun with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think touch my hand by David A is nice. When I heard it, it reminded me so much of the camp even though the camp was over. And the song never say never... the video. Is how I imagine the end times to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lets paint the town&lt;br /&gt;We’ll shut it down&lt;br /&gt;Let’s burn the roof&lt;br /&gt;and then we’ll do it again&lt;br /&gt;I gotta feeling that tonight’s gonna be a good night&lt;br /&gt;that tonight’s gonna be a good night&lt;br /&gt;that tonight’s gonna be a good good night (x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-4286618798530904422?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/4286618798530904422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=4286618798530904422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4286618798530904422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4286618798530904422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/06/hangover.html' title='Hangover'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-5067137270272740123</id><published>2009-06-12T16:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:04:17.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp+Twins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Camp+Twins+Netball&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'M GONNA TO MY CHURCH'S YOUTH CAMP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sometimes, I feel like going but at other times, I don't wanna. I don't know... But I bet I'll &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;love the bus ride!&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. I can &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;listen to my music&lt;/span&gt;. But the ear thingy... one side is like, spoilt... SO SAD!!! Then, Marianne and me won't be able to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;listen together...&lt;/span&gt; But it works in some angles or sometimes. It confuses me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail and Matilda, my netball seniors who are also &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;twins&lt;/span&gt;, and Marianne and me, are having a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;twin-on-twin interview&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA. It was totally &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;random but fun&lt;/span&gt;! Especially interesting. We asked questions like, "do you guys ever get jealous of each other?" and stuff like that. Especially this one, "did you guys ever liked the same person at the same time?" HAHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;It was awesome. Fun. Interesting. Sweeet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After training today, we played &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;truth or dare&lt;/span&gt; with Abigail and Matilda! And it was like whoa. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt; You can try to guess, but it doesn't matter cause I won't say the answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I'll write. This is my shortest post in a long long time. :D Okay, maybe not so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I might be &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;GS&lt;/span&gt; from now on... &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;FREAKY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh. The netballers might be going to Australia for an exchange program or something. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;AWESOME~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Picture you're the queen of everything&lt;br /&gt;as far as the eye can see&lt;br /&gt;under your command&lt;br /&gt;I will be your guardian&lt;br /&gt;when all is crumbling&lt;br /&gt;steady your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never say never&lt;br /&gt;why we dont know when&lt;br /&gt;time, time and time again&lt;br /&gt;younger now then we were before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-5067137270272740123?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/5067137270272740123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=5067137270272740123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/5067137270272740123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/5067137270272740123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/06/camptwins.html' title='Camp+Twins'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-5021090269355139810</id><published>2009-06-01T17:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:22:16.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dang Stupid Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Dang Stupid Fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I sprained my ankle.&lt;/span&gt; Yes, I know, it's late. I sprained it on Thursday. Just a day after sports day. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;AMAZING, huh?&lt;/span&gt; Can you imagine? What if I sprained it before Sports day? It was so &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;creepy, freaky and scary.&lt;/span&gt; I was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;limping around like a pathetic fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA. But, it was kinda fun! Sorta... I got to skip two netball trainings. I'm so bad, right? Ms Neo told me to see the Doctor. But I didn't. Cause my parents said so. And my dad gave me this funny medicine to rub around my ankle. But... Did I? Nope. I only did it yesterday night. Which was sorta late! XD But I feel so much better today. I don't limp as much and I can walk properly if I try real hard. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;freaking angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with my class in church. IT'S SO DANG STUPID! WHY CAN'T THEY ACTUALLY CARE?! It's like, it's like as I'm so dumb dumb &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;invisible&lt;/span&gt;. I am &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;sick and tired&lt;/span&gt; of this... &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;They just don't care, do they?&lt;/span&gt; It doesn't matter to them if I'm gone or not. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;OOOOOOOOooooooshhhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;This is so dang ducking frustrating.&lt;/span&gt; I have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;a whole list in my mind of swears&lt;/span&gt;... But, I just don't wanna use them. Cos, it'll be really mean... When I write them out here... It actually feels kinda good... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Dang, Christianne! You dumb dumb girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna buy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FBTs&lt;/span&gt;... Supposed to go with Nicole and Tiffany. But I didn't get the chance to ask my parents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I really feel so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I'm in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;main twelve!&lt;/span&gt; HA! But, we weren't really selected. Just cause people &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;quit&lt;/span&gt;. But still, I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;! But that means more trainings. I don't think I'm a good netballer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethel was so much more &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;active&lt;/span&gt; in church. She actually spoke up more.  I'm so &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;! :D:D The day before, it was her &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; thingy. Dawn, Cheryl, Emily, Marianne and me. We just played Wii (guitar hero+ravin' rabbids!) and then had dinner at this Italian restaurant near her house. It was so &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;yummy!!!&lt;/span&gt; I wanna go there again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; While walking back, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;we got dsitracted and took pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Then, Emily, MC and me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;slept over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. At first, we weren't supposed to but we did. HAHAHAHA! Anyway, I had fun. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&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/38873543-5021090269355139810?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/5021090269355139810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=5021090269355139810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/5021090269355139810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/5021090269355139810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/06/dang-stupid-fun.html' title='Dang Stupid Fun'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-4029520186944824813</id><published>2009-05-27T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:14:04.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd... 2nd... 1st... BANG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;rd&lt;/span&gt;... 2&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;... 1&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;BANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. MY. WORD!!! Oohkay... That's weird. Anyway, it was so so fun today! But I faced some other things too... So I'll start with the sports day? YUP! Here goes. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Christianne, you can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know my wish of getting at least &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;1st&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;2nd&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;3rd&lt;/span&gt;? Well... I didn't get that. ARE YOU SERIOUS? I DID!!! And it was awesome! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAHAHEEHEEHAHAHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I think for &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;200&lt;/span&gt;m, I could have done better. Marianne said it didn't seem like as if I were sprinting. Oh, well. HA. Ohkay. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Random, much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; No, not really. Marianne said to run &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;like a monster was chasing after me&lt;/span&gt;. But I kinda forgot during the race...&lt;br /&gt;We were the first event! How bad can that be? I was so totally &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;unprepared&lt;/span&gt;. Like, when the guy &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;blew the horn&lt;/span&gt;, I was like, "eh? hmm... that sound. Sounds familiar. EH! RUN, CHRISTIANNE, RUN!!! Dumb dumb." Okay, but these thoughts were faster. Like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;split-seconds&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After that dang horn... Oh dang it. I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;out of balance&lt;/span&gt;. Quick, quick, yep,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; steady&lt;/span&gt;. Take long steps! Like what Mommy said! Past the curve. Yes, Nathinee(right spelling?) and Judy are in front. Just don't let the girl behind you &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;catch you&lt;/span&gt;. Look up, now. See how close it is.&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I remember, I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;THIRD&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;AWESOME, AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I got the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;medal&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;felt seriously short&lt;/span&gt; standing on the podium beside Judy and Nathinee. Mr Chiang said to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;smile and wave&lt;/span&gt;. But I was like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;HUH?&lt;/span&gt; So I just laughed and smiled when the person said my name. She said it twice cause she THOUGHT she pronounced my name wrongly. But, to me, it sounded fine. Or maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I SAW GORDON!!!!&lt;/span&gt; How awesome is that, people? I haven't seen his face for such a long time... Seeing him was literally &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;like whoa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something else too. But I think it's better if Marianne says it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, four by hundred next. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BANG!!!&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; Run, run, run. I think I was the second or third again. What? Judy and Nathinee are first runners too! Ran to Xue Ting without saying "up!". Passed IT to her. Said what I was supposed to say, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;"MILLIPEDE!"&lt;/span&gt; Not sure if she heard me... Either way, she ran. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt; 加油!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I saw Nicole running towards Faith. At first, i thought Julia was Nicole. But I realized Faith was running too. Oops, we're gonna be second. Never mind, let's remain second! WOO! WE'RE &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;SECOND&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this whole sports day, we went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;SHPS&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;carnvial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We looked for Ms Tan everywhere, asking people around if they've seen her. When they actually do reply, they're like, she went there. Once we went there, another person said she went here... We were like, WHAT! We refers to Laura+Natasha+MC+me+Nicole+Tiffany.&lt;br /&gt;We found her and talked to her. We all ate instant noodles and drank. Marianne bought a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;DEFLATED&lt;/span&gt; balloon for 50cents when a inflated costs $1... So she blew it up and tied it with rubber bands. We kinda wasted it. Didn't really play with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;SHS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to practice &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;shooting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Erm, not&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; gun shooting&lt;/span&gt;, netball... We refers to Tiffany, Nicole, MC+me. People came and went. Like, Peiwen and Simar joined us. Sophie, Chen Ting, Tiffany  1E and Jeannie hung around to help. CUTE SOPHIE! Terryin &amp;amp; Joey came then left. Rachel came along later. Amazing at how &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;volleyballers&lt;/span&gt; attempt to shoot. They keep using the setting style. Haha... Peiwen and Simar stayed with us to the end. I was the first to get &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;100shoots&lt;/span&gt;! :D:D One hand is so much easier than two hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, this is one long post. Probably my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;longest&lt;/span&gt;. Not sure. So today, I got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;third&lt;/span&gt;. :D:D &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&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/38873543-4029520186944824813?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/4029520186944824813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=4029520186944824813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4029520186944824813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4029520186944824813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/05/3rd-2nd-1st-bang.html' title='3rd... 2nd... 1st... BANG!'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-873553741074132128</id><published>2009-05-26T16:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:42:03.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly+SportsDay+Adrenaline+Scream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ugly+SportsDay+Adrenaline +Scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to post... I was on the verge of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;abandoning&lt;/span&gt; my dear blog&lt;/span&gt;... HA. I know, right? When I put it that way, it sounds so &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;evil and cruel...&lt;/span&gt; Well, that's the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;ugly truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Not so ugly, but still okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... So what should I talk about? Let me think... Well... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Sports day&lt;/span&gt;'s tomorrow. So, can't wait for that. Yeah right... I am so so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;! And &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; too. I'm afraid that I'll be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and that I won't get first and stuff... I  want to get at least get &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;st &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;nd or &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;rd... But for relay, I want &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt;! Faith injured her ankle. I guess it's quite okay. From what it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet I'll be &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;shaking a whole lot&lt;/span&gt;. I cannot believe it. Wait, I can... HA, HA. I'll be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;nervous, shaking&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;SHAKING LIKE CRAZY!&lt;/span&gt; Ooh... The &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;adrenaline rush...&lt;/span&gt; It's both &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;nice but freaky&lt;/span&gt;. I am so so afraid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Am I a bad friend?&lt;/span&gt; The only thing I can do for a friend's birthday is say &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;happy birthday wishes and give a hug&lt;/span&gt;. Sometimes, I wanna write at least a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;letter&lt;/span&gt;. But  I keep forgetting. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Bad, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new blogskin. Any suggestions? I can't bear to leave this skin. But they said the pictures has been deleted...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel like screaming so so much. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Scream for EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Good&lt;/span&gt; or bad, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; or&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; hate&lt;/span&gt;, ANYTHING! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gosh, Christianne, way to end a post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I found a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;perfect opportunity&lt;/span&gt; for screaming! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;SPORTS DAY!&lt;/span&gt; But the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;atmosphere's different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;And if it's going to be a rainy day&lt;br /&gt;Theres nothing we can do to make it change&lt;br /&gt;We can pray for sunny weather&lt;br /&gt;But that won't stop the rain&lt;br /&gt;You're feeling like you've got no place to run&lt;br /&gt;I can be your shelter til it's done&lt;br /&gt;We can make this last forever&lt;br /&gt;So please don't stop the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Let it fall, let it fall, let it fall&lt;br /&gt;Please don't stop the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Not sure what this song's 'bout,&lt;br /&gt;but I like it and I think it's kinda how I feel...&lt;br /&gt;I sense emoness here! Get it out, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/38873543-873553741074132128?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/873553741074132128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=873553741074132128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/873553741074132128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/873553741074132128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/05/uglysportsdayadrenalinescream.html' title='Ugly+SportsDay+Adrenaline+Scream'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-6856859509401746412</id><published>2009-04-25T13:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:12:25.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood Swings! [extremely happy/hyper/stupid/irritated/dead]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Mood Swings! [extremely happy/hyper/stupid/irritated/dead]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY DARLING AH-MA RECEIVED CHRIST!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Whoa, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;whoa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;whoa&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt; THANK YOU SO MUCH GOD!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;THANKS FOR ANSWERING PART OF MY PRAYER&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;:D:D :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Oh my word&lt;/span&gt;. Oh my word. MAJOR MOMENT... Word, word, word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daddy just told me last morning. But let's start from last last night, okay? Me and Marianne were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;crying for some stupid reason&lt;/span&gt;. Then, I called my Mommy and Daddy like 10 times each and they didn't answer. I hate it whenever they do that... Especially when it's important. So we were so tired that we fell asleep on the matress in our living room. And it was 11+ and we had &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;netball &lt;/span&gt;before that. And I didn't &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;bathe&lt;/span&gt;! Ewww, right? I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next day, when I was half awake, our daddy was  like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;"Guess what? Last night, Pastor shared the GOSPEL with Ah-Ma and they prayed together to accept Christ!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;stop pretending to sleep&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;smile brightly&lt;/span&gt;. I even &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;cried&lt;/span&gt;!!! Cried for happiness!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I think that's the first time I cried for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;. I've been praying ever since I was P5 or P6... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TOO AWESOME TO BE TRUE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;What rubbish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I mean word, I was acting so &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;EMO&lt;/span&gt; in church. NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's not like I wanted to. I just felt kinda left out. But other than that... I don't know. it just felt like Youth Retreat again... &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Not nice&lt;/span&gt;... On that &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;SPECIAL &lt;/span&gt;night...&lt;br /&gt;My throat had this... thing... stuck. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I don't know. And I don't really care, okay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Stupid, stupid, stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like even though our class&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; talked and discussed&lt;/span&gt; about&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT&lt;/span&gt; in Youth Retreat, it's like they forgot about it. I see some &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;people trying&lt;/span&gt;. But &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;not hard enough&lt;/span&gt;. There's still &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;cliques&lt;/span&gt;. But, whatever. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Gosh, irritating, IRRITATING...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evangelyn said my blog is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;dead&lt;/span&gt;. i think so too. Compare it to MC's. It's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;like WHOA&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, I don't post daily so I guess that one of the reasons....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Your love is amazing, steady and unchanging&lt;br /&gt;Your love is a mountain, firm beneath my feet&lt;br /&gt;Your love is a mystery, how gently you lift me&lt;br /&gt;when I am surrounded, Your love carries me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Your love makes me sing&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, Your love makes me sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is surprising, I can feel it rising&lt;br /&gt;All the joy that's growing deep inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I see You, all Your goodness shines through&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel this God song, rising up in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-6856859509401746412?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/6856859509401746412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=6856859509401746412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/6856859509401746412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/6856859509401746412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/04/mood-swings-extremely.html' title='Mood Swings! [extremely happy/hyper/stupid/irritated/dead]'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-6112858967330259309</id><published>2009-04-19T08:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T08:38:50.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;Bang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh my, oh my, oh my... word? Yeah... word. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;I got BANGS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Since Saturday. Hahahaha. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Awesome, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I wonder if the school allows it. It touched my eyebrowns... Anyway, Evan used to have it. She sweeped it to the side now. I don't know... I have to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wait until tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pierce!!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;TOGAS ARE FOR GIRLS TOO!!!&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHA. Check it up in the web. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yesterday was my ah-chor(is that how you spell it? She's my great gandma) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;death anniversary&lt;/span&gt;. She could have been &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;100 &lt;/span&gt;next year. She died at the age of 94!!! AMAZING, HUH? Sad, sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;you're the one who walks right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;now you're saying that you knew me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;when I was invisible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-6112858967330259309?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/6112858967330259309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=6112858967330259309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/6112858967330259309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/6112858967330259309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/04/bang.html' title='Bang!'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-7116636440029519533</id><published>2009-04-17T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:14:13.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HeheHahaLALA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY WORD... &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm selected to be a councillor. &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hmm... Let me check out the definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;DEFINITON OF COUNCILOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;coun·cil·or also  coun·cil·lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(koun'sə-lər, -slər)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--EOF_HEAD--&gt;&lt;!--BOF_DEF--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;n.    A member of a council, as one convened to advise a governor. See Usage Note at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/council"&gt;council&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--// &lt;br /&gt; //--&gt;&lt;!--EOF_DEF--&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;!--BOF_DEF--&gt; &lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;coun'cil·or·ship'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; n.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;!--EOF_DEF--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now... let me find the meaning of council.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Christianne, don't waste your time. Like who would read this?&lt;/span&gt; Fine, fine. Haha. I don't really care actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; disappointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my older sister. I asked her, "should I be a councilor?" I guess I sorta asked her at the wrong time. She was using the computer. With my daddy facing her using his computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Julianne&lt;/span&gt;: ... (stares at computer-blogging and whatsoever, oh right, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SOCIALIZING&lt;/span&gt;. Teenagers... Wait, aren't I doing that now? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Blogging+facebook?&lt;/span&gt; Whatever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;: (gives a LOOK to Julianne then me then back at Julianne) Ju-li-anne...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: (just lie down and look up like what &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Marianne &lt;/span&gt;is doing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Julianne&lt;/span&gt;: What? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Daddy &lt;/span&gt;shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;: She's asking you for &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;guidance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and you're saying &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood up to leave after feeling &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;disappointed and angry&lt;/span&gt;. She should at least be more &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;supportive&lt;/span&gt;... But never mind... I asked her again like yesterday or something then she &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;FINALLY &lt;/span&gt;told me. She told me the good and bad points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if I wanna be a councilor. I mean it's like, I don't mind but I sorta &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; wearing the tie. And, and... Xue Ting and Nicole are not gonna be counsilors!!! NOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Stupid volleyball thingy... just kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's netball was so tough. The worst of all. Like seriously! The carpark was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BURNING HOT&lt;/span&gt;! I'm complaining, I'm complaining. You wouldn't believe it. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The floor was like dipping your hand is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;melted wax&lt;/span&gt; or something.&lt;/span&gt; EWWW!!! Not wax! That's way too weird. More like water or something. haha. Marianne will &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;elaborate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; more about that. Haha. She WILL!!! I know that you're just right next to me singing&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; My Cherie Amour&lt;/span&gt;. But... You're telling me a story. SO I won't&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; interrupt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Ms Neo took over Ms Kheng. Kinda &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;shocking&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/38873543-7116636440029519533?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/7116636440029519533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=7116636440029519533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/7116636440029519533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/7116636440029519533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/04/hehehahalala-oh-my-word.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-3267674127439028546</id><published>2009-04-06T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:25:37.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sing, Act, Dance!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I can post about other things now. Right.... Now, what should I post about? I don't know. There is this quiz that I saw in Chloe's blog. Quite interesting. I wonder if I should do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find life very &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;. very. Very &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;amusing&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know. Because of the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I feel? Because of other people's feelings. Haha. Wow... Okay, okay. What was I saying? Oh... Right... Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized how much I love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; acting and dancin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;. Not sure about dancing, though. Acting's really awesome. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Too awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Singing&lt;/span&gt; helps me &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;express&lt;/span&gt; my feelings. Like... I get to... say words of how I feel. Oops, did I say 'say'? I meant sing. Aly &amp;amp; AJ is really &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Extremely&lt;/span&gt;. Their songs too. Especially in instrumentals. Vanessa Hudgens too. Vanessa Carlton, Ashlee Simpson, Colbie Calliat... ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Beautiful lyrics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;ACTING&lt;/span&gt;! I get to be someone I'm not. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;It's fun to act&lt;/span&gt;. Especially if you're good at it. That's why I like DEP... Drama Education Program. If the character's role is really interesting... &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;More FUN!!!&lt;/span&gt; Haha... I don't know why really, but I like it a lot. Especially &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;IMPROVIZING&lt;/span&gt;! I get to make up things as we go along. I learned that in Pierce School. i loved it a lot. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Okay, Christianne, we get it, you love acting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;dancing&lt;/span&gt;... I don't really know... Oh, I know. Like acting &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; or just acting to a song. Haha... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;So fun... So entertaining&lt;/span&gt;. Especially with friends. Haha. Is it called &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cam whoring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I don't think so... I hope not. If the song is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;crazy and fun&lt;/span&gt;, it's best. The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;dance moves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; makes it nicer. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... This is a stupid post. Not stupid really. More like, random! Yay! RANDOM! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Randomness is the best!&lt;/span&gt; haha. not really. Only sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;On a Monday, I am waiting&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, I am fading&lt;br /&gt;And by Wednesday, I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Then the phone rings, I hear you&lt;br /&gt;And the darkness is a clear view&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you've come to rescue me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall... With you, I fall so fast&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly catch my breath, I hope it lasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real&lt;br /&gt;I like the way that feels&lt;br /&gt;It's as if you know me better than I ever knew myself&lt;br /&gt;I love how you can tell&lt;br /&gt;All the pieces of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-3267674127439028546?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/3267674127439028546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=3267674127439028546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/3267674127439028546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/3267674127439028546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/04/sing-act-dance-okay-i-can-post-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-6010828779684419222</id><published>2009-03-30T16:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T18:32:36.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Jumped, Hurt, Laughed, Cried&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now, time for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;youth retreat&lt;/span&gt;!!! Which happened like what? More than a week ago? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gosh, Christianne, you are lazy. Really lazy.&lt;/span&gt; Where was I? Oh... right... &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YOUTH RETREAT&lt;/span&gt;. First of all, let me say that it's really awesome!!! Wait... Did I say really? I meant &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;EXTREMELY&lt;/span&gt;!!! hahahahahahahahaha. Wow, I'm like laughing at my own &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;stupid lil joke&lt;/span&gt;. get to the point, already! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Sheesh Christianne... Whoa, whoa, whoa, did I say sheesh in my blog? Yeah... Whoa...&lt;/span&gt; I think that's the first time... hahahahahahahahahaha. There you go again, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;laughing at your own mistakes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;FIRST DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our cabin was called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Uranus&lt;/span&gt;. Oh, and the campsite is at &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Outward Boun&lt;/span&gt;d in East Coast. Met up with my group members and found out that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;REBECCA &lt;/span&gt;was in my team! Yay! Theme talks, discussions, praise, food, then... &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;GAMES&lt;/span&gt;!!! We went almost all over east coast. When I saw the map they gave us, I saw the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;National Sailing Center&lt;/span&gt; on it! I was like, &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh yeah! Awesome, awesome! Way too awesome!&lt;/span&gt;" And I was like so excited that I was&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt; literally jumping&lt;/span&gt; on the way there. Wait, was I? I think so... It was fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached there, I saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;sailors, sailboats&lt;/span&gt;, teachers and the Center. I saw Mrs Sarah Wee... Or is it Wendy See? Oh, that's a Rosyth teacher. I think I saw Theodora... Yeah... I wanted to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;sail so badly&lt;/span&gt;... it looked so &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;tempting&lt;/span&gt;. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;wind&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;boats&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;waves&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;FEELING&lt;/span&gt;!!! Ugh!!! I shouldn't have quit sailing in the first place. Stupid me... Never mind. I was happy in Art Club and Christian Fellowship anyway. Especially CF! Ah... Shermaine and Clara. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;MCCC!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Right... back to youth retreat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I got wet, a lil. Especially my shoes! So for the next two days, it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt;. I quickly washed them when I came home. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Gosh, Christianne, you keep on getting distracted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had a game at night. It was fun too. About the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;fruit of the spirit&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;CF! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In Gideon's station, we were supposed to say a verse about &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;JOY&lt;/span&gt;. At first, we were like thinking "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;what verse? what verse?? Oh wait, we could have said the fruit of the spirit like a long time ago...&lt;/span&gt;" So we said it. But we got the last part wrong. Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, Sarah, Esther and Olive came to our bunk with Sarah's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;lovely iPod nano and stereo&lt;/span&gt;. They acted crazy, dance to music and took pictures. It was fun. but I felt kinda left out. not sure why. So MC and I were in a corner, being &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I got up, I wanted to go out or something. But I really had this strong emotion inside. I let it out. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Tears fell.&lt;/span&gt; I ran out. Walked around with my darling MC. She comforted me. It felt nice to cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MC and I forgot to bring our sleeping bags, as usual. So &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;kind Adeline&lt;/span&gt; opened up hers and we shared but we had many &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;mosquito bites&lt;/span&gt; after that. I'm really grateful for that. She got Eugene Tan to lend us some sleeping bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Second Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Whoa, Christianne writing too much here. Nvm. &lt;/span&gt;We went around Marine Parade&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went passed Laura's block so, so many times. I also wanted to shout her name so that her head would pop out of the window... I won't say much cos I'm writing too much. MC wanna use. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Elliot thought of a really nice script for the concert. It was about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;friendship&lt;/span&gt;. I'm a new transferred student and I made friends with Rebecca. Friends prefer me. She got jealous. She ran away. I chased her. She almost got hit by a car. I pushed her away and... Yep, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I died.&lt;/span&gt; hahaha... Got third prize for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 1 girls realized, talked, bonded, discussed, shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Third Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our group was last in the end... Yep, that's all I'll say. Oh, one more thing. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I lived, laughed, loved, hurt, jumped, and cried in Youth Retreat but it was good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You love me but you don't know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn between this life I lead and where I stand&lt;br /&gt;And you love me but you don't know who I am&lt;br /&gt;So let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-6010828779684419222?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/6010828779684419222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=6010828779684419222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/6010828779684419222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/6010828779684419222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/03/jumped-hurt-laughed-cried-okay-now-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-7631486222842702613</id><published>2009-03-24T16:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T17:10:58.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For a Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, where do I start? Oh yeah, one word,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt; SLEEPOVER&lt;/span&gt;. Okay, okay. I know I haven't been blogging for a while. I got too &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;caught up&lt;/span&gt; in Facebook. NOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Christianne, get too the point...&lt;/span&gt; Oh, okay. Sorry... Wait... Where was I? Oh, sleepover! The SEC 1 Girls in church had an outing at Emily's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt; house! Not outing really, SLEEPOVER!!!. The first day was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;really extremely fun&lt;/span&gt;. But the next day, we were so exhausted. We played whacko!, I Have Never and dog and bone with a twist. The best game was dog and bone. Dawn came up with it. We played at Emily's lawn. We destroyed her picnic mat in the process. Sorry... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We sprayed some water. Then we rubbed soap all over the mat and ourselves!!!&lt;/span&gt; Chanel was like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;laughing hysterically &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and rubbing other girls' legs and arms. Haha. Ooh, and I purposely &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;fell down&lt;/span&gt;. What? Cos, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and we watched WILD CHILD. It was nice. Lacrosse and all. California meets London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our own dinner! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Absolutely delicious&lt;/span&gt;. Duh... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Evan came to Netball cos I asked her to! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Awesome!!!&lt;/span&gt; I'm so happy! Ahh!!! You seriously can't believe how many people are happy. Or maybe just MC and me. I hope you'll continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netball was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;seriously so hard&lt;/span&gt;. The hardest so far. Our seniors said the next training's gonna be even harder. My thigh muscles hurt a lot and my hands too. Especially my palms. We had to do push-ups on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;hot scorching&lt;/span&gt; road. But &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;it's okay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say the YOUTH RETREAT another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Everybody's trying to get to me&lt;br /&gt;Every guy is all for the kill&lt;br /&gt;I'm the type of girl worth pursuing&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be caught standing still,I won't&lt;br /&gt;You're blowing all of your attention on me&lt;br /&gt;Take your best shot I bet you'll miss&lt;br /&gt;You got me interested enough to stand closer&lt;br /&gt;Maybe try a little, kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You didn't ask me for my number?&lt;br /&gt;Wait, you didn't ask me for my number?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I like the fact that you didn't ask that&lt;br /&gt;Cause you already got my number, huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-7631486222842702613?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/7631486222842702613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=7631486222842702613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/7631486222842702613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/7631486222842702613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-pessimist-im-pretty-optimistic-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-1965039653001021385</id><published>2009-03-12T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:11:09.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Awkward and Crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached school on Friday, at 8.30?? Awesome, huh? Not quite... A disgrace... what someone said. It's okay. I just have really bad time management. I woke up at 0745. cos of swimming. so tired.&lt;br /&gt;Monday was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;awkward&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Awkward cos Nat Loong wasn't there. Crazy cos of Darren. Two boys. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Making me feel things that make a weird combination&lt;/span&gt;. Awkward. Crazy. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;Awkward+Crazy=?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Awkzy? Craward? Crakward? Oh my gosh, sounds like Craig. Better not. Any suggestions? Tell me through the cBox please. I'll see which one sounds the best. Haha. Thanks. Not sure if you guys will do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I woke up on Monday, I didn't feel the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;impact&lt;/span&gt; yet. I was just like, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay... school's today. Wonder what's gonna happen... I think I'll laugh because of Chester, Nicole, Xue Ting, Gordon, Marianne, Yorick... Nothing that special. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I only &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it a bit later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy... After school, Laura was like I'm gonna go to SHPS with Amanda and Darren. And I was like, ooh, awesome. Can Marianne and me go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;chasing&lt;/span&gt; after Darren for my phone. He read my messages! That's why I was chasing him. We ran like almost all over the primary school. When I asked for his phone after he handed mine back, he said, "exchange". So when I passed him mine, I tried to take his but, did he pass his? No... He ran away with my phone again. So I chased after him. Again... And it's like no fair. He ran into the boy's toilet...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm gonna get some revenge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, I was late. again... Evangelyn didn't show up for Netball. I'm extremely upset. Why? Why, evan? Why? Can you please go? I thought you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; netball. And you're good at it. Ms Kheng is doing selection already. but it's your decision. I just hope you don't &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;regret&lt;/span&gt; it. Gosh, I sound so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;naggy&lt;/span&gt;. Agree? But seriously, Evan, go to practice, eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I woke up at 1115 or 1145. Don't know. Then I went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;swimming&lt;/span&gt;. I'm getting used to it. I also changed groups. More &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;comfortable&lt;/span&gt; with the people around me. More fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh! I can't wait for Sunday! One word, sleepover. Ooh! Too excited. Way exhilarated. Oh... my.. gosh... can't wait. ugh!!! But then, the next day, I have to rush to Netball practice. Again... Who wants to bet that I'll be late?? Ooh, ooh! I know, ME!!! I bet on myself. Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-1965039653001021385?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/1965039653001021385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=1965039653001021385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/1965039653001021385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/1965039653001021385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/03/awkward-and-crazy-i-reached-school-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-6709850472825201662</id><published>2009-03-04T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:27:37.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Freaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so weird. Like freaked out. I was freaking on Tuesday and today. Wait a minute, I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;freaked out everyday&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For yesterday, it was like because, Laura, Elyana, Marianne and I went to the swimming complex. Like we bumped into Ely. Then, we decided to go in together to see the people swimming. We were &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;observers&lt;/span&gt;. Laura helped us pay for the entrance fee. Which is 50cents. I still have to pay back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Once we went inside, I was like getting nervous. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;"Oh my gosh, I'm freaking out. I'm freakin. I'm freakin, people, FREAKIN!"&lt;/span&gt; I was like saying that all the time. I was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;jumping&lt;/span&gt;, in a scared way. Elyana was also freakin. She was excited to see someone at first. But then, she got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;. Laura and Marianne were the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;brave ones&lt;/span&gt;. One teacher saw us and told us to come. Only Marianne and Laura went. Ely and I were kinda &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;scared&lt;/span&gt;. We thought that he was scolding them. But no, he said it was okay. Whoa! Yay! Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today, I'm not very sure. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;What made you say that today was freaky, Christianne?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ooh! I know! The Netball match! 'C' div lost to Green View while 'B' div won to Katong Convent! For the 'C' div, it was so close. At first they were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;losing by 6-9 points&lt;/span&gt;. Then, BAM! At the last quarter, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;they shot up&lt;/span&gt;. From 23-31, or something, to 31-32!!! Or was 31-33? Either way, it was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;so close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I'm so proud of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 'B' div, we &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;didn't need to worry&lt;/span&gt;. They were like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;winning all the way&lt;/span&gt;. Score: 18-30 something? or something? I don't know. But it was way much higher than the opponent. Tiffany from 1E told us that we must stand and clap/scream when we score a point. At first we did. Then, we got tired and some girls were &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;more interested in phones&lt;/span&gt;. We were suppose to SUPPORT. But unfortunately, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;I am one of them&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since like Monday, I've been playing catching with my classmates. So fun... It grows &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;bigger day by day&lt;/span&gt;, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Darren Png! It must see this! Cos he said he would. Wow... Quite &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat Loong's leaving on Sat... I can't imagine. Some people said there would be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;re reunion&lt;/span&gt; at his house on fri. But, I have Netball! So as Marianne, Nicole, Chen Ting... I really wanna try playing&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; honey honey&lt;/span&gt;! Marianne makes it seem &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;extremely fun&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa. I have to do some homework and such. Bye! Wait... I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;don't usually say bye&lt;/span&gt; in my posts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I'll end it in another way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Wait a minute I have more to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; and I care if you're listening to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; I need you more than you'll ever know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; I still do, willing to let it show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; I need a minute just to get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; I feel like I might be getting through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; Come over and say nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt; Silence is everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sadly, we may never be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-6709850472825201662?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/6709850472825201662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reminders from MC'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Link up Xin Wei, Andrea and Jaime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-5751670845305636605?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/5751670845305636605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=5751670845305636605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/5751670845305636605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Lucky? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Unlucky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Happy Friday the thirteen!&lt;br /&gt;so awesome. I love it...&lt;br /&gt;So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Xue Ting told me a lot about Volleyball. Kind of cool. Compared to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Netball&lt;/span&gt;, it's so much more tougher. Either that or it's just the way I described what we do in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Netball&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. I hope volleyball girls and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;netball&lt;/span&gt; girls will become good friends. i hope there won't be any &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;bitching&lt;/span&gt;. Especially if there's competition. You never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... Wait... Did that happen yesterday or today?! Oh my word. I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;lost in time&lt;/span&gt;. Hmm... I think today. Yeah... It did happen today. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Christianne! Please... Please don't tell me you have amnesia... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ooh... Now somebody's questioning how I'm related to Gordon and Chester. Ugh! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Seriously!&lt;/span&gt; They're my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;cousins&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, while Nicole Xue Ting, and I were&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hi-fiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and slapping them real hard, Chester came over. "Who wants to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; hi-5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first we didn't reply, we just played with ourselves. Then Xue Ting bravely laid her hand out for him to slap.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Odd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Chester aimed and slapped. "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;OWww&lt;/span&gt;!" Xue ting cried... So fun that I wanted to try. "Wah! Very pain. Just now I didn't open my hand properly, so now it's so pain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Ooh! I wanna try&lt;/span&gt;!" Guess who said that. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Yay me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xue Ting, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;being a good friend&lt;/span&gt;, said, "open your hand straight, so it won't be so pain. The pain will be at the outer palm." &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Smart girl!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;scared she'll cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Wait..." He said.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Being weird, he aims...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took quite a long time... So I was like saying something to Nicole when I screamed, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Ahh!&lt;/span&gt;" Chester &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;smiled in satisfaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hmph. "That was so awesome!!! Do again! Do again! Feels pain but very &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;refreshing&lt;/span&gt; and...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt; AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now... What's the unlucky part? Marianne and me were angry at Nicole and Chen Ting. You can't believe what the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;impact&lt;/span&gt; was. It was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;double&lt;/span&gt; attack. Nicole actually cried. Her eyes got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, ooh. I see a tear! No! Don't cry, Nicole. It's okay. We just wanted to let you know that you shouldn't forget about our bags. Didn't mean to make you cry... &lt;/span&gt;So sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we told Chen Ting. She &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;felt&lt;/span&gt; like as if she could cry. Oh my. Well, at least now I know my advantages. haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As if...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;During Netball, Nicole hit me with the netball like about three times accidentally. It's okay. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Pain doesn't last forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute, I'm not superstitious. I don't believe in luck. But in terms of Friday 13th, I shall point out the "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;lucky&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;unlucky&lt;/span&gt;" things on this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;special&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;unique&lt;/span&gt; day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;I feel so untouched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt; And I want you so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt; That I just can't resist you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt; It's not enough to say that I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt; I feel so untouched right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt; Need you so much somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt; I can't forget you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt; I've gone crazy from the moment I met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-2746946664422871486?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/2746946664422871486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=2746946664422871486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/2746946664422871486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/2746946664422871486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/02/lucky-unlucky-happy-friday-thirteen-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-8292559600256234225</id><published>2009-02-12T18:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:48:41.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Huh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Huh... So weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;From Marianne's blog, we got &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" &gt;new cousins&lt;/span&gt;! But it's just between MC and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;On wed, during home e, it was a bit disgusting. First, the teachers gave us rice grains. Very interesting. The video said the white rice had a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;nutty fragrance&lt;/span&gt; while the brown rice had a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;nutty flavor&lt;/span&gt;. I'm like, "what?". I guess there is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;slight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; difference. After that, the teachers gave us rice to eat. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;White&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt;. I like both. It was disgusting. haha. Cold. Other than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, it was enjoyable. Nicole &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;grabbed&lt;/span&gt; more than half of the white rice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;During &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt; class, it was okay. When Ms Lam told us to close our eyes to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;imagine&lt;/span&gt; the ocean drum to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;sea waves&lt;/span&gt;, I shut them &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;real tight&lt;/span&gt;. Tight enough that when I open them, my eyesight would go &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;blurry&lt;/span&gt;. When it did, I asked Chester for his &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;glasses&lt;/span&gt;. I knew his degree was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;hundred degrees&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;looked through&lt;/span&gt; his glasses. Couldn't really see properly because I didn't wear it.  It was giving me a small headache. Gordon was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;staring&lt;/span&gt; at me, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;laughing&lt;/span&gt;. I guess he expecting me to wear it. A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;small part of me wanted to&lt;/span&gt;. But I knew I'll look really weird. Like seriously weird. Especially for Chester's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;odd&lt;/span&gt; glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nicole's facial expressions and way of talking is so &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;funny and awesome&lt;/span&gt;. Chester was so random. he laughed so madly then laid his head on the table to face me and stopped laughing. It was so funny. When I heard Ms Tan saying that she was going to change seats again. I was so scared, curious and excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-I love the people seating around me except for one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;My life would be so boring if they were gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Curious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Wouldn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; be curious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Who's gonna seat next to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Excited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Maybe the new person seating next to me would be exciting or something like interesting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;More friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yeah... Wouldn't you feel the same way too?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/38873543-8292559600256234225?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/8292559600256234225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=8292559600256234225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/8292559600256234225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/8292559600256234225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/02/huh.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-7974871507946798258</id><published>2009-02-06T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T20:42:23.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Weird and Surprising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Okay... Weird day in school(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;as always&lt;/span&gt;). I heard something surprising from MC and Bryan through Phillip(cousin) through &lt;/span&gt;Facebook&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; through someone whose name I would not like to say... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am so glad I don't wear spectacles. I don't have to wear contacts either! But I think my eyesight is getting&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; worse day by day&lt;/span&gt;. Quite scary. My spine too. I might &lt;/span&gt;have scoliosis&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Netball was awesome! I know the score of the latest game. It wasn't as good as the previous ones. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;The score is...&lt;/span&gt; 28-12. They played really well. I like it when they jump up and catch the ball. It was a really &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;good exposure&lt;/span&gt; of netball. Ms K wants us to do&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; better than them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; next year...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt; Can I handle it?&lt;/span&gt; I think so. After the game, the sec 1s played with the netball. There were like 3 groups. I was with Evangelyn, Bernadine, Samantha and Yee Ning. Is it Yee? Or Yi? Sorry... We did high balls. It was so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;fun to jump and catch it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I noticed the way our seniors jumped. So I tried to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;imitate&lt;/span&gt; them. I think I did a good job cos Evan was like "good one". Haha. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;praising my ownself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I bet Ms K would have "scolded" me to do it properly. Evangelyn and Samantha were really good. Ooh! And Bernadine too. Yee Ning didn't really jump... She shoulda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When we reached back to school. The sec 1 netballers also wanted to play with the netball. But our seniors told us that we had to wear PE. Only Jaime, Tiffany along with a few other girls wore. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Lucky...&lt;/span&gt; Never mind. I did manage to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;steal a few throws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. haha. Magdalene said that &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;once we see a teacher, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;evacute&lt;/span&gt; immediatly&lt;/span&gt;. She was referring to the people who didn't wear uniform. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Like me...&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;imitated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my seniors for this one too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Wow... I wrote &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;too little too many&lt;/span&gt; things about Netball. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Netball crave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-7974871507946798258?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/7974871507946798258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=7974871507946798258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/7974871507946798258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/7974871507946798258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/02/weird-and-surprising-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-5054872613956386916</id><published>2009-02-03T17:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:57:48.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa. Whoa! WHOA! WHOA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Whoa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;First thing that I would talk about is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;NETBALL&lt;/span&gt;. It's uh... okay... It actually didn't matter. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;don't really care if I got in or out&lt;/span&gt;. It's &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;tragic&lt;/span&gt;! Huh? Are you serious? I got in! It's &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;like whoa&lt;/span&gt;... WHOA! So awesome. Very. I feel sad for those who didn't make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Training starts tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I've got a another thing to add. I GOT &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;BRONZE&lt;/span&gt;!!! Do we really have to put on the badge? Well, never mind. It was so cool. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; the last part.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; The running!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;The wind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;The burning of your feet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;The adrenaline.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;The heartbeat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;THE FEELING!&lt;/span&gt; Yet again, it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;like whoa!&lt;/span&gt; I got 78th position. So proud of myself. I was like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Christianne, you can do it. I know your feet burns. I know your heart is pounding like mad. And I know you are tired but it's almost over. You're reaching soon. Don't care about the people staring Don't care about what Abigail just told me. YES! You've done it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Marianne got GOLD!!! That's &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;double&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; whoa&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;Christianne, stop saying "whoa!"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Lala... I am so happy for her! When I found out I got bronze, I thought she got bronze or silver or even gold! I bet people will be thinking, "Wah! Marianne got gold then Christianne got 78. Why Christianne &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;run so slow&lt;/span&gt;?" never mind... I am so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;On Sat, Mun Yu, Nicole, MC and I went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;owntown East&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Ate at the food court. I had Udon! We wanted to go to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;KidzWorld&lt;/span&gt;. But did we? NO! We were under thirteen! But, we had no adult. They just used that as a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;excuse&lt;/span&gt;. At first they were like, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;er...&lt;/span&gt; The kids in there are small... So... you might&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; scare them or something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;." Like what? Why? Mun Yu was turning 13 already. The horrible 'teen'. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Why???&lt;/span&gt; Never mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt; Irritating people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-5054872613956386916?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/5054872613956386916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=5054872613956386916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/5054872613956386916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/5054872613956386916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/02/whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa.html' title='Whoa. Whoa! WHOA! WHOA!!!'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-3756959605834591168</id><published>2009-01-27T12:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T15:36:14.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii+Hong Baos'/><title type='text'>Wii+Hong Baos</title><content type='html'>Ooh! The day before and the day before yesterday was arm aching!!! Haha. It was kind of disrespectful, what my generation did... You wanna know? YOU WANNA? We played Wii!!! So fun!!! EXTREMELY! The rabbid thingy. We did a rock band of TOXIC, Ladies Night, Open Book and Amy Winehouse's You Know I'm No Good. And many more! We also danced to Wham's Wake Me Up, ABC, Soul Bossa Nova and many others... so awesome. We played until our arms ached. Or at least me.&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Denyse, Julianne, Marianne and me also did something hilarious. We were sitting in a row. When our aunts and uncles(to Denyse is cousins even though she's two years older than me!) come to give a red packet to all of us, they gave to MC first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sofa&lt;br /&gt;               __________&lt;br /&gt;[Denyse][Jul, me, MC ]&lt;br /&gt;                [_________]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aunt comes to give a hongbao to MC. MC receives and tries to shake her hand Aunt's left hand was carrying the others hang baos. Marianne sticks out her left hand. Aunt puts the hong baos to her other hand to shake MC's hand. When it comes to me, I take the hong bao and stick out my right hand. Which causes our aunt to change hand &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. Julianne does the same. She sighs... Denyse does it too. I was already laughing away. Giggling as Aunt shook Denyse's hand furstratedly... haha. We also did that to our Uncle. He just gave up on Jul and me. He hits us with the hong baos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/38873543-3756959605834591168?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/3756959605834591168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=3756959605834591168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/3756959605834591168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/3756959605834591168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/01/wiihong-baos.html' title='Wii+Hong Baos'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-878999262667685308</id><published>2009-01-24T08:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T09:11:21.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;OW!!! &lt;/span&gt;I just had my injection yesterday. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;Graduated&lt;/span&gt; though. Oww... I understand how the Sec 1s felt last year. How &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;stupid of me to whack them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the spot where it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;hurts the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry, Faith, Natasha, and I think Laura... I think I did more before... So numb and it feels like a muscle ache. Ooh... I still had to put my bed sheets yesterday... nvm... When the doctor put the needle in, I was like, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh? It feels so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;familiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Of course it does Christianne! Primary 1. Remember? Oh yeah...&lt;/span&gt;" I won't have a scar there but I still have the one that I had when I was P1. Because that time, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;doctors didn't know &lt;/span&gt;that putting a plaster there would leave a scar. UGH!!! I wish they knew better before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oops...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One little. two little, three little Indians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Four little, five little, six little Indians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Seven little, eight little... Or is it seven?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Copied from Marianne with permission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't think you can &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;decode&lt;/span&gt; it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Whoa...&lt;/span&gt; The class party was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;chaotic and delirious&lt;/span&gt;. The boys were like snatching the potato chips and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;jumping up and down&lt;/span&gt; like as if it is a prize. haha. Can you imagine? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Hildan Superstar&lt;/span&gt; was a great experience. Really nice singers. Except none of them or boys... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;LISTEN UP BOYS, JOIN HILDAN SUPERSTAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and show the girls that boys aren't afraid.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;UNLESS YOU REALLY ARE AFRAID, ARE YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha. I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;making fun of boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Now, I don't wanna say who I voted for. It doesn't matter anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think I'll blog once a week. Bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ooh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; year&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-878999262667685308?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/878999262667685308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=878999262667685308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/878999262667685308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/878999262667685308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/01/ow-i-just-had-my-injection-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-9202197891180711695</id><published>2009-01-17T23:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:24:35.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiccups and Paperballs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span 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style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I HAVE &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;HICCUPS&lt;/span&gt; NOW... &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Ouch&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;ugh&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span 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align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Friday was so funny. Kept on throwing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;paper&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;balls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at each other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Chester, Xue Ting, Gordon, Nicole... So amazing. I made so many weird yet cool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;friends already. Haha. Ooh! Evangelyn also!! Crazy girl... in a &lt;u&gt;good&lt;/u&gt; way... Good? Since when was Evangelyn good? haha. No offense but you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;extremely hyper&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-9202197891180711695?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/9202197891180711695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=9202197891180711695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/9202197891180711695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/9202197891180711695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/01/hiccups-and-paperballs.html' title='Hiccups and Paperballs'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-4412905758107384335</id><published>2009-01-13T15:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:29:22.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Homework...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;was&lt;/u&gt; desperate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; for that. Not now... I haven't even done my homework and I'm using the computer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christianne! Wake up! It's not Primary school! Wake up, Christianne!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Sorry, a little &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;note to self&lt;/span&gt;. Ugh! Ooh! That reminds me of the song from Skye Sweetnam... Awesome... Ugh! I've got a lot of homework today. I better finish this so I can do my homework.... Ah! I'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;like totally freaking out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Is there &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;something wrong with me&lt;/span&gt;? I feel like I can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;burst&lt;/span&gt; now... Can I? Please? No, no, no... I still have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;life to live&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ooh! I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt; can't wait for Netball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;... So fun... I haven't really played it... It's like b-ball, right? But it's not a basket. It's a net. With no back boarding. A lil' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;more intense?&lt;/span&gt; Not sure. Have to ask Jul. It will be a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;little stressful&lt;/span&gt;, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What to know about school? Don't answer. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;School's crazy... As usual&lt;/span&gt;... During &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rama&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ducation&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;rogram, Ms Elnie, told us to group ourselves. Like a game. First, fours, then, threes, then fives, then pairs. Unfortunately, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;girls treated boys like their nightmare&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;boys did the same too&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe it's because we &lt;u&gt; do &lt;/u&gt; treat each other like nightmares. Anyway, it was kind of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;. We were just standing there being &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;dumb&lt;/span&gt;, making excuses, waiting for the teacher to give up and say, "never mind" but did she do that? No. I got tired of all this so I just asked Wei Ren if he wanted to partner me. He just nodded. Ms Elnie heard me so she said, "Thanks for initiating." or something like that. She made this guy and Siti partner. After that, she shouted, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SHUT UP!!!&lt;/span&gt;" The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;loudest&lt;/span&gt; shut up for this year so far. She kind of scolded Evangelyn and some other boys and people like Joel? Gordon? For clapping whenever there was a pair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think that's all I'll say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-4412905758107384335?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/4412905758107384335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=4412905758107384335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4412905758107384335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4412905758107384335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/01/homework.html' title='Homework...'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-3525832056805131466</id><published>2009-01-10T10:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:35:03.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIctures, netball, homework</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SWgLuroVkwI/AAAAAAAAACk/QMJFGBZ2Oj4/s1600-h/Cameron+Trip+2008+563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SWgLuroVkwI/AAAAAAAAACk/QMJFGBZ2Oj4/s200/Cameron+Trip+2008+563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289490658960446210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SWgLuB608XI/AAAAAAAAACc/U9wTtPypGd4/s1600-h/Cameron+Trip+2008+979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SWgLuB608XI/AAAAAAAAACc/U9wTtPypGd4/s200/Cameron+Trip+2008+979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289490647763710322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Another picture of Megan &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;being cute not acting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Zac &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jumping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to block Ilyssa or me while either Julianne or Marianne was trying to take a picture. Haha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;He loves doing that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I miss them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;School's crazy... I've visited Ms Tan. I think Natasha and I were the first to visit her this year. I don't wanna talk about &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Netball... So sick of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I mean talking about it. I went to try. Marianne and me were grouped with Pei En, Tiffany and this girl which I don't know her name. We weren't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;co-operating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; well. The senior asked for Marianne and me what's our names. I think it's just because she didn't know who is who. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm kind of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desperate for homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I need to test myself not to be tempted and do my homework first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-3525832056805131466?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/3525832056805131466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=3525832056805131466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/3525832056805131466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/3525832056805131466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-picture-of-megan-being-cute-not.html' title='PIctures, netball, homework'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SWgLuroVkwI/AAAAAAAAACk/QMJFGBZ2Oj4/s72-c/Cameron+Trip+2008+563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38873543.post-4665529597136190114</id><published>2009-01-07T17:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:06:07.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;New&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Year&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's amazing. I feel so anxious. I also &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;feel so excited about this adventure!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I got selected to go to Netball. I really hope I get in. If Marianne and I get in, we would be the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;third pair of twins in a row&lt;/span&gt; joining Netball. But I'm not going to join just because of that. I want to try to join a sport cca and this sport has helped my older sis a lot... I miss Mun Yu... I saw Nicole today. If I didn't, I would say that I missed her too. I miss Christabel. I miss Clara a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm listening to Shine by Krystal Meyers. It sounds really nice. I'm starting to like Miley Cyrus again. I listened to some of her songs and it's cool. Like, "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" and "Wake Up, America". "Wake Up, America" is really &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;meaningful and amazing&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Matthew's 159. I always thought that he would be 170cm. But obviously, he's too young. So I guess 159 is ok. Nat Loong's 154? Martin's 140cm, I think. While Owen is 144. You may be thinking why I'm so nosey, asking &lt;u&gt;different&lt;/u&gt; people and sometimes people that I've barely met. But... But... It's because I'm like making a survey. You know? Well, it's a mental survey. If Owen is still in SHS when he's S4, I'll ask him how tall he is again. Maybe he'll be really tall. Maybe not. I bet once he's tall and I'm short, he'll be like laughing in my face... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;Owen, please don't do that. But if you want to then do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm not even sure if he'll read this. Ooh! I have to ask Craig how tall he is too. ... I really want to be 170cm. If not, 165cm. That's like the minimum. No, maybe 162cm. I don't think I'll be growing any more. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Marianne, I know that you'll be commenting on my previous statement.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Chen Ting and Jaime are like my height now. It's scary. I can tell that some people are going through growth spurts. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Wait a minute, why am I talking about PUBERTY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Sick... sick... Not sick anymore... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I think I'm enjoying school. I aiming to pay attention during class so that I can improve in my studies. But nowadays, I'm finding it hard cos sometimes I think about other things while teachers are talking. Kind of like Day-Dreaming. Sometimes. I think about the past too. Most of the times... It's like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;out of the blue, I think about random things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. Like memories, dreams, nightmares, sad things... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marianne told me her story of Honey, I love you. It was so funny. Extremely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hildan Torch was awesome. Very... What's the word? The word that Huimin and Clayton keeps on using. Wait, more like Hui Min. So what's the word again? Sad? That's Clayton's word. Oh, solemn... Clayton just said we had to feel sad before the Hildan Torch because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;everyone's laughing like mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. Especially Evangeline. School is fun. So far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Definition of Solemn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-weight: normal; font-family: verdana;" class="me"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sol⋅emn &lt;span class="pronset"&gt;&lt;span class="show_ipapr" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;ˈsɒl&lt;img class="luna-Img" src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;əm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="pron_toggle" style="display: inline;"&gt; &lt;a class="pronlink" onclick="javascript:show_sp()" onmouseout="status='';return true;" onmouseover="status='Click to toggle pronunciation';return true;" alt="Toggle for Spelled Pronunciation" title="Click to show spelled pronunciation"&gt;Show Spelled Pronunciation&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/help/luna/IPA_pron_key.html"&gt;&lt;img class="luna-Img" src="http://cache.lexico.com/g/d/dictionary_questionbutton_default.gif" onmouseover="swapLunaImage('default', this);" onmouseout="swapLunaImage('selected', this);" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="show_spellpr" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;&lt;span class="boldface"&gt;sol&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="luna-Img" src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-weight: normal; font-family: verdana;" class="me"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="pronset"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pg"&gt;adjective &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;grave, sober, or mirthless, as a person, the face, speech, tone, or mood: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="ital-inline"&gt;solemn remarks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-4665529597136190114?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/4665529597136190114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=4665529597136190114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4665529597136190114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4665529597136190114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-schools-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-4879064292237314331</id><published>2008-12-28T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:39:12.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My uncle is staying at my house. He is so cute. I mean baby cute. He's only 8!!! haha... Now my brother is acting like a responsible older brother! &lt;em&gt;Finally... Smiley smiley... &lt;/em&gt;They're going to sleep in the living room with AIR-CON! I'm happy for my brother. He has another boy in the family, &lt;em&gt;at least for a while... &lt;/em&gt;I'm happy too that I have a BIG sister, BIG brother, YOUNGER sister and a &lt;em&gt;temporary &lt;/em&gt;YOUNGER brother! I'm the middle child... So awesome. Wanted to be that for a long time. Except now MC and I have to take care of him tomorrow because Bryan will be with his Sec 2 church boys partying at Sentosa... A class party with Eugene Tan... Weird guy... Nicky..irritating...Sean..Nerdy but funny...Alex..really funny... That's all I know from his class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I stayed at church from like 10am to 4pm plus. Got Uncle Ting Hong. Ting Hong made jokes. Then went to get Bryan from Nicky's house after he got his cool haircut. Ting Hong made more jokes. Then reached home. Uncle Larry and his family came for dinner. Went around Pinevale playing Poison Ball and I Have Never. Made Reuel embarassed. Killed Reuel in I Have Never. Made him embarassed again. Looked at pictures of us last time. His family went home. Bryan, Ting Hong, Dad sleeping in living room now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-4879064292237314331?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/4879064292237314331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=4879064292237314331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4879064292237314331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4879064292237314331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-uncle-is-staying-at-my-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-4699157425663331784</id><published>2008-12-24T14:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T14:41:12.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SVHXVG9ls9I/AAAAAAAAACU/qf4pygIX9KM/s1600-h/Cameron+Trip+2008+635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283240595528463314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SVHXVG9ls9I/AAAAAAAAACU/qf4pygIX9KM/s200/Cameron+Trip+2008+635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute megan! She looks like some sort of child model like this, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SVHXTYBR-CI/AAAAAAAAACM/zx9975t-xoI/s1600-h/Cameron+Trip+2008+634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283240565747611682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SVHXTYBR-CI/AAAAAAAAACM/zx9975t-xoI/s200/Cameron+Trip+2008+634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her mouth is wide open...&lt;br /&gt;        She looks like her mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SVHXTE1SHqI/AAAAAAAAACE/PKxCn-SoDnE/s1600-h/Cameron+Trip+2008+633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283240560597016226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SVHXTE1SHqI/AAAAAAAAACE/PKxCn-SoDnE/s200/Cameron+Trip+2008+633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SVHXS_G4Z9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/bkLDW7CIKiw/s1600-h/Cameron+Trip+2008+626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283240559060215762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SVHXS_G4Z9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/bkLDW7CIKiw/s200/Cameron+Trip+2008+626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan and her mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SVHXSSUeRBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/dwE6YRAMrRE/s1600-h/Cameron+Trip+2008+612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283240547037627410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SVHXSSUeRBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/dwE6YRAMrRE/s200/Cameron+Trip+2008+612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tea from Cameron Highlands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marianne and me in a cave at Ipoh.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SVHV1qDljGI/AAAAAAAAABs/Nmgf8udzpSs/s1600-h/Cameron+Trip+2008+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283238955681418338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SVHV1qDljGI/AAAAAAAAABs/Nmgf8udzpSs/s200/Cameron+Trip+2008+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;From the 13th Dec to 18 Dec, my family went to Malaysia. It was so fun. I met unique and interesting and for some, cute people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-4699157425663331784?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/4699157425663331784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=4699157425663331784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4699157425663331784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4699157425663331784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/12/cute-megan-she-looks-like-some-sort-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SVHXVG9ls9I/AAAAAAAAACU/qf4pygIX9KM/s72-c/Cameron+Trip+2008+635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38873543.post-9209506897280155015</id><published>2008-12-12T17:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:22:48.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;This happened on Dec...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mun Yu, Nicole, Marianne, and I went to Bugis. Julianne brought us there. She went looking for a job. She had 3 choices. She told me that she wants a job in our Uncle Chris' chocolate job or this cafe which sells extremely delicious food and deserts and something which I forgot but I think it's something like the above choices. It was so fun. Just seeing their faces and voices were so warming even it was cold outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;After window-shopping and eating, we took the MRT from London to Paris. I mean, Bugis to Pasir Ris. The train was coming from New York. Oops, I mean City Hall. It was raining heavily in Bugis. Even though the weather was cold, it was ironic as it had a warm feeling to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-9209506897280155015?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/9209506897280155015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=9209506897280155015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/9209506897280155015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/9209506897280155015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-happened-on-dec.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-8528633511127999845</id><published>2008-12-08T11:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:21:23.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La la la la la...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Saturday, for the first time ever, Julianne brought Marianne and me out to eat &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ben and Jerry's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! So awesome... We waited like for 2+ hours? We waited in the extremely long queue at the Fort Canning Center. It was raining like on and off. Julianne and Marianne were wearing slippers so their shoes were muddy and their toes too. My shoes were muddy not my toes!I got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough&lt;/span&gt;! My usual flavor! Marianne got &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chocolate Fudge Brownie Frozen Yoghurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! While Julianne got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strawberry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Banana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frozen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Yoghurt&lt;/span&gt;? I just know it was strawberry and frozen yoghurt. All of them tasted so good! It is SO MUCH CHEAPER in America. Like they always had sales like 5 for $10? I'm not sure. But My family bought loads Ben and Jerry's until we could make a pyramid of ice-cream tubs with a base of 6 or 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 6+5+4+3+2+1= 21&lt;br /&gt;7+6+5+4+3+2+1=28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So many, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't wait for the 13th of December! I'm going to Malaysia! I love going there. You can actually see stars there. Especially in Cameron Highlands. Not sure about Kuala Lumpur. I miss Cameron Highlands. My family makes it a tradition to go there every two years since 1998. Ooh! This trip will be the 5th anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the recession won't get any worse because I want to go to Cameron Highlands again. My Dad may get retrenched from his job. My Mom says that she won't get retrenched because she works at MOE HQ. But you may never know. What if this recession becomes like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Great Depression&lt;/span&gt; in the 1930s? Just thinking about that makes me so &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;depressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julianne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;might get a job soon. She wants to work. I guess she can save the money for her college which will help our parents. She wants to work at our talented mother's cousin's shop. He's Christopher Lee! The one who is gonna  marry Fann Wong! Just kidding! He is Christopher Lee just not Fann Wong's. He designed the logo of SOTA (School Of The Arts) which my pretty Maybelle would go to (I'm so happy for her!). He owns some shops. He has a art shop, which sells artistic furniture and decorations, and a chocolate shop, which Julianne wants to work at. There are more than 100 flavors! So awesome. Oh yeah, my mom saw Fann at Marina Square and Marianne was with our mom but she was yawning and was too late. I was in the restroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, when my family were at care group, Julianne, Marianne and I made &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chocolate Chip Cookies&lt;/span&gt;! We made a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;GIGANTIC&lt;/span&gt; one. It was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt;! The chocolate chips &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;melting&lt;/span&gt; slightly in the cookies. The dough and chips&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;twist&lt;/span&gt; together for a delightful taste. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;heavenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;luscious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;scent&lt;/span&gt;. And when it was in the oven, we could smell the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aroma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; tempting&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;mouth-watering&lt;/span&gt;... Ooh... My description makes me wanna eat. How about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-8528633511127999845?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/8528633511127999845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=8528633511127999845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/8528633511127999845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/8528633511127999845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/12/on-saturday-for-first-time-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-3433345479218020552</id><published>2008-12-05T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T13:35:28.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dieu est amour. Celui qui vit dans l'amour, vit dans Dieu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is love. Whoever lives in love, lives in God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-3433345479218020552?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/3433345479218020552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=3433345479218020552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/3433345479218020552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/3433345479218020552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/12/dieu-est-amour.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-304164387436062554</id><published>2008-12-04T08:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T11:24:07.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Do you want a cup of coffee or tea?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NATASHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;TASHA, YOU'RE 12 (also 17 for I'm 18 and Laura is 19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOW DOES IT FEEL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm back from P6 overnighter. So fun... I wanna go again. haha. Marianne and me didn't go on the first day as we went to our sis sweet sixteen. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy sweet sixteen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;On the second day, we played &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Barney. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It was so fun. We went to different stations to play games. In one station, we had to ran up a slide that was filled with detergent. Rebecca Koh was smart, she went up the slide then slide down to wipe the soap. I kept falling down but I did have a few good ones. Yeah, right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ooh! The best one was at night! Iris and Jamie kept us in Grace 1 playing games. But actually, they were distracting us. They slowly took pairs to the "dark room". Rachel and I were the last group. From 40+ to 3+. When it was finally our turn to go to the "Dark room", we thought that we would stay in there with the supposedly other 40+ people. But when we stepped inside, Rebecca K told us to face the wall. She blindfolded us and Cuffed our hands to each other. It felt like we were hostages or something, being tortured by the senior youths. haha. Rachel and I had to do things together like answering things and guiding each other and singing together. The older Youths made us sing this stupid indian song because we were the last group, they wanted fun... It was like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;chiku chiku bryan randi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;in the singapura MRT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;It wasn't even Indian, I think. So racist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I loved getting wet, in one station, they made us do shuttle run. While we were running, they splashed water at us. Like a bucketful. They also made us stand in the cold, shivering. I guess this night game was a warm welcome? I think I want to go to next year's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day was quite sad as we were leaving. We played &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Elmo&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;! Like amazing race around sennett estate and joo seng, near cedar girls. So nice... But we were came back last. My team,T, I mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm not sure about the game points with group points though. They didn't say the winner. Only the winner of the cheer! There are 6 groups and Marianne is in the first one&gt;&gt;, F, A, I, T, H, !. My group won! Ours was real funny and cool. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat our laps like drums and do it fast. Alex will ask us, "Do you want a cup of coffee or tea?" in a british or autralian accent. The rest of us will stop patting and shout "T!!!!!!!!" haha. Sip our tea and do the classic "ahh..." Then we'll sing a hokkien song. I understand one sentence, which means good? Which I think it means the tea is good. so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-304164387436062554?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/304164387436062554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=304164387436062554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/304164387436062554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/304164387436062554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-natasha-tasha-youre-12.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-3405061063953082360</id><published>2008-12-01T09:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T09:14:02.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm going to a church camp just for P6ers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-3405061063953082360?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/3405061063953082360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=3405061063953082360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/3405061063953082360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/3405061063953082360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/12/camp.html' title='Camp'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-3717747832718084743</id><published>2008-11-21T16:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T16:39:40.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pEi sI'/><title type='text'>hEY</title><content type='html'>HEY PEI SI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-3717747832718084743?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/3717747832718084743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=3717747832718084743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/3717747832718084743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/3717747832718084743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey.html' title='hEY'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-4696247102806727553</id><published>2008-11-21T15:53:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T18:14:47.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>What's Happening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SSZt61bRRPI/AAAAAAAAABM/itiI0yuraf8/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SSZt61bRRPI/AAAAAAAAABM/itiI0yuraf8/s200/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271021271425041650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The last day of school was okay. Just wished we didn't have to stay in the hall for so long.... Laura kept crying. eMO as always... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just kidding. She's okay. I would have cried. If I tried really really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;bigger &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;than &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I went to my ah-ma's house on Monday and Tuesday. It was awesome. I love her house. It's nothing extraordinary. it's just that I've been to her house ever since I was born. I've had too many memories there. I can't imagine what my life would be like when she ****. I shall n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ot say that sad and depressing word. I feel guilty going to her house as we (Bryan, Marianne, me) would spend most of our time using the computer to play &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sims 2&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. I love it! Although, the game is like as if you are god but in a bad way. You control them(the sims). How is the game useful? We have to be responsible in taking care of them. We also have to make the right choice for them. I also love eating the food around her house. And her food too. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YUM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SSaGMiILeCI/AAAAAAAAABc/NLF8Jm8Hzjo/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SSaGMiILeCI/AAAAAAAAABc/NLF8Jm8Hzjo/s200/DSC00012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271047963761408034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that picture nice? It's at a hotel at Port Dickson. It looks weird but cool. Haha... I love that hotel. It has a amazing swimming pool. The rooms  are so luxurious. There's a flat screen tv. The room has a nice decor. It was during church camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SSaJf1FpFeI/AAAAAAAAABk/RIHfu23X_2c/s1600-h/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 50px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SSaJf1FpFeI/AAAAAAAAABk/RIHfu23X_2c/s200/DSC00664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271051593803437538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't this tree pretty? It's right outside my church. It has a mysterious look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-4696247102806727553?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/4696247102806727553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=4696247102806727553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4696247102806727553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4696247102806727553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-happening.html' title='What&apos;s Happening'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SSZt61bRRPI/AAAAAAAAABM/itiI0yuraf8/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38873543.post-7581506446385512693</id><published>2008-11-13T19:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:28:13.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini Chcolate Chip Cookie'/><title type='text'>Delicious and Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SRwMHiJpSQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/n9AFctbdGoY/s1600-h/DSC00642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 83px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SRwMHiJpSQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/n9AFctbdGoY/s320/DSC00642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268098987682515202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mini &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chocolate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cookie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our outing on 18th October 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SRwNKdwDduI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Qwwfwy0x5pU/s1600-h/DSC00654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SRwNKdwDduI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Qwwfwy0x5pU/s200/DSC00654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268100137552672482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Mini, Cookie and me walking back to Aquarius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SRwNK98dzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Eu-vBaGCdVk/s1600-h/DSC00656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SRwNK98dzaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Eu-vBaGCdVk/s200/DSC00656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268100146194664866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Mini and I walking together hand in hand. I love this picture. I'm so glad that Chocolate took a picture of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SRwNKiCTTSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xvcKRQrDDkQ/s1600-h/DSC00655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SRwNKiCTTSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/xvcKRQrDDkQ/s200/DSC00655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268100138702949666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;For this, I'm not sure. I think we were talking about something. Kind of obvious, isn't it? Now why isn't Chocolate with us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm gonna miss them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-7581506446385512693?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/7581506446385512693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=7581506446385512693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/7581506446385512693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/7581506446385512693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/11/mini-chocolate-chip-cookie-our-outing.html' title='Delicious and Sweet'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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/_GH_yBcRAjIo/SRwMHiJpSQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/n9AFctbdGoY/s72-c/DSC00642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38873543.post-1396083170221836299</id><published>2008-11-12T18:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:41:37.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Present'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Past'/><title type='text'>Wild and Wet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;WILD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: arial;"&gt;WET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: arial;"&gt;PAST,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;PRESENT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; FUTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On Monday, Mun Yu, Nicole, Marianne and I went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;WILD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;WILD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;WET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;. It was awesome and wet. It was raining throughout the day except for some intervals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;It was sad because my grandma spent her birthday watching us doing nothing. At least my family went out for dinner and we had a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;sweet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;chocolate cake&lt;/span&gt; for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday, I had my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;worst cramp &lt;/span&gt;ever. I couldn't even stand properly and walk down the stairs without trying to feel like I'm gonna &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;fall&lt;/span&gt;. Mr Lim of 6/3 made our class stand for like what? 15mins? I couldn't stand up straight let alone stand. I was shaking all the time. I was weak. I felt like dissolving into&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; jelly&lt;/span&gt;. I was exhausted too. The GIRLS in my class kept asking if I were okay. Marianne stayed with me while our class went to baking class and the exhibition display. I tried sleeping. It helped but I had some difficulty. Marianne comforted me. SOME teachers passing by noticed MC and me. They asked what happened etc. Ms Goh, my  P5 science teacher came INTO the class to ask what happened and some information about the cramp. Classes like 6/4 passed by us. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;stupid boys &lt;/span&gt;kept making so much &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;noise&lt;/span&gt;. When my &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;dearest &lt;/span&gt;ah-ma came to bring me home, I was like, "Hurry... I wanna sleep... The sun is so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;bright&lt;/span&gt;. Where am I going? Can't see..." My ah-ma, MC and I passed by 6/8 as they were downstairs. some people were staring and must be wondering what I was doing. They must have been like, "What's this weird girl doing? She looks  like she's gonna &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt;." ha ha. I immediately slept when we reached home. My ah-ma rubbed sesame oil on my tummy. I smelled like Chicken rice! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;yum&lt;/span&gt;! When I woke at 3, I was feeling much better but still pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, my friend, Rebecca won an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;electric star award&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for bringing her friends to her house after PSLE. So funny. I was one of "her friends". Anyway, after church We (Rebecca, Emily, Adeline,Marianne and I) went to Adeline's house. Before that we went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT CD SHOP&lt;/span&gt;. There was a sale. 3 for $49.90. Which equals to $16.60 for one. I bought the latest vanessa album in the end. I like it! I like more than 75% of her album. Maybe 80%. YAY! So I did like it after all. We went to Adeline's house to play at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEAUTIFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;playground and cluedo while &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;blasting out music&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Leona Lewis&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Vanessa Hudgens&lt;/span&gt;. I t was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun fair was today and it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;AMAZING&lt;/span&gt;! It was probably my best funfair. My best out of 3.  I only had 3 funfairs in St. Hilda's while you guys had like... 12? I only had 1/4 of that! I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;loved &lt;/span&gt;the step-on-balloons-game.  So fun. It's more fun when you're a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;. Because all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;boys &lt;/span&gt;would be charging at you, pushing you, making you fall, taking that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;advantage &lt;/span&gt;to step on your balloon. That happened to me and Marianne. Poor thing. At least I heard a boy from 6/1 or 6/2 say, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Don't bully the little girl&lt;/span&gt;!" Better than nothing... My class' stalls did well. Jaaishini's macaroni sold out in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;less than a hour&lt;/span&gt;. haha. Oh yeah, Matthew, Owen, Issac tried to throw water balloons at Marianne and me because we &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;allowed&lt;/span&gt; them to. But, in the end, they were too scared. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey Santa! I hope you read this... Don't reply in your blog just sms. Do find it weird to be Santa? nvm... haha... I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;randomly &lt;/span&gt;laughing. Do really shout like that when you're angry? When you were shouting at your friend J today(hey, that rhymes! J... today...) at the funfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's going to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;depressed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna miss everything about the school. Especially the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I've still got &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;so much to do&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But Hosea's right. We have to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;eventually&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-1396083170221836299?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/1396083170221836299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=1396083170221836299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/1396083170221836299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/1396083170221836299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/11/wild-and-wet.html' title='Wild and Wet'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-9142508500777084526</id><published>2008-11-03T15:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:45:32.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vietnam Trip</title><content type='html'>Vietnam trip was awesome! I will write the journal later.&lt;br /&gt;I have weird pictures! hahahaha Maybe I could post some.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad the battery ran out on the last day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired last night that I woke up at 11 43! I think that is the latest time that I woke up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-9142508500777084526?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/9142508500777084526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=9142508500777084526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/9142508500777084526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/9142508500777084526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/11/vietnam-trip.html' title='Vietnam Trip'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-3134745026344155606</id><published>2008-10-26T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:32:19.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Whoa! Last Saturday was awesome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I wanna go out with MCCC again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I wanna watch HSM3 with my close friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;But it seems like the plan is not working anymore... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;So sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hopefully, I can watch with Marianne alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Just like that time when we celebrated our birthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;It would be nice if we could go with our friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Aren't these colors nice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ^^^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ohh!!! Viet trip! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Somehow I will be excited about seeing the leftover American tank from the Vietnam War. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I am so gonna take a pic for my brother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watch this really creepy movie.&lt;br /&gt;A Kiss Before Dying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;A guy marries the daughter of a rich guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;He will do anything to get the money and power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;And also keeping the secret that he killed the sister of his wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Even if it means strangling people and chopping them up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;The part that scares me the most is that he's been planning this since he was a child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;He was obsessed with the rich guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;To change the topic to something that is happier (or at least to me), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Vanessa Hudgens released her new album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;I wanna buy it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Last time I checked, it was $18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Should I buy it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I read some reviews and many people didn't like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I think I'm going to buy it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I like some of her songs though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Never mind... I'll wait until the price lowers or a deluxe edition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Just like her first album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Except, I don't know if there will be a deluxe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Cos, not many people like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Didn't I write that already? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Just because PSLE is over doesn't mean you don't pay attention!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Aren't these colors nice? haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-3134745026344155606?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/3134745026344155606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=3134745026344155606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/3134745026344155606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/3134745026344155606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/10/whoa-last-saturday-was-awesome-i-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-7926186649161919683</id><published>2008-10-12T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T17:29:17.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>P6s would usually say, " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PSLE&lt;/span&gt; is over!". Ain't I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are free until next year. or earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited about the Vietnam trip! I bet I will be so devastated when it is over. I think I will be bored after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;psle&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went swimming yesterday! The water was sparkling like diamonds. So cooling and refreshing. After swimming, I still felt like I was swimming. Just like sailing last time... I wish I could sail again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Saturday I am going to Clara's house! Yeah! I'm going with the rest of MCCC! I can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-7926186649161919683?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/7926186649161919683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=7926186649161919683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/7926186649161919683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/7926186649161919683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/10/p6s-would-usually-say-yay-psle-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-7229676615190804262</id><published>2008-08-23T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T18:51:10.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PSLE prelims are over! Today I went to East Coast Park with MC, mom and JC!!! I went cycling with MC (as usual...) ang got really wet because we kept on going over the puddles! Thank God it rained just when we reached home! I'm saying to many "!" ! Hmm... Oh, we went to eat ice-cream at New Zealand ice-cream! The delicious junior sundae with chocolate and mango passion... Weird combo right? But it still tasted lovely. My mom and dad may go out together tonight since a very long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Amelia! I hope you read this! I know that this is like a month late but I'll still say it anyway,"&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;happy birthday, I mean belated birthday. haha.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Faith! You reading all the way from Australia? Make sure you have the best ever memories in your 2-year-stay in Australia. If there's winter there or even snow! Enjoy the coldness and snow alright? Make sure you slip on ice! hahahahaha! "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I miss the memories we've had too! Don't forget about us! Maybe you can... haha And thank you so much for calling us from Aus on our birthday!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-7229676615190804262?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/7229676615190804262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=7229676615190804262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/7229676615190804262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/7229676615190804262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/08/psle-prelims-are-over-today-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-6851097426721437525</id><published>2008-08-01T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:37:56.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;birthday &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; yesterday&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; very &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;delighted&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; same &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;teachers&lt;/span&gt; kept &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;scolding&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; little &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;things.&lt;/span&gt; Fine, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; some &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;presents&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; classmates &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; given &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;me!&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; tell &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Ms&lt;/span&gt; Tan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;journal!&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt; feel &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; sad &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; not &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;remembering&lt;/span&gt; their &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;birthdays&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;give&lt;/span&gt; them &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; birthday... ( &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;MC&lt;/span&gt; told &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; feels &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; same &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; It &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; one &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; best &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;birthdays&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; had... &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; can &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;thank&lt;/span&gt; you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; enough!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Elyana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Firdauz  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sooo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;cute! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yeah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sounds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;weird &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;true!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;They &lt;/span&gt;are &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;kind &lt;/span&gt;of  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;brave &lt;/span&gt;in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; way... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;They &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; themselves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;must &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;bored &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; writing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;'bout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;Never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-6851097426721437525?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/6851097426721437525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=6851097426721437525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/6851097426721437525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/6851097426721437525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-birthday-was-yesterday-i-was-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-8985842270758318693</id><published>2008-07-19T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T11:59:21.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='She can...'/><title type='text'>She can....</title><content type='html'>I think i need a new blogskin... not sure. I feel like going to Pasir Ris today!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Me too!!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt; (that's Marianne). I am so glad I have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt;! plus, a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;t&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She can&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;understand you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;have inside jokes that nobody else understands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;she can give you her point of view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;she stands up for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;cheers you on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;encourage you (remember, MC, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;take a leap of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt; haha, inside joke!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;compliment you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;insult you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hit you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;make fun of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;she feels the same embarrassment as you and talk to each other to feel calm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best of all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, she can be your best friend &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;when nobody else is there&lt;/span&gt;. You won't be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt;. Except, if she is not here, you'll feel &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; akward and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Muahahahahaha..... Ok.... weird..... Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know how old Ms Tan is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I found out on the day of school before June Vacation! I told two other people. And I promised Ms Tan that I won't tell anybody. So don't even think about trying. But I'll &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;give you a clue&lt;/span&gt;, she older than us! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-8985842270758318693?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/8985842270758318693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=8985842270758318693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/8985842270758318693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/8985842270758318693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-i-need-new-blogskin.html' title='She can....'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-3617628644844000315</id><published>2008-07-11T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T18:54:11.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been a long time since a posted eh? Like what Cookie said, "last month". Anyways, I 've been seriously very stressed. Nvm. Marianne and I went to celebrate our b'day early! We just watch a movie, take Neoprint and eat ice-cream with fries! Yay! Thank God that we have managed to accomplish that! I feel like taking again! haha.... But I have to try to understand Japanese. So irritating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Laura keeps on saying D_____ and D____...  I keep on saying J___ and J___... haha I might go to Vietnam! But maybe I may not, I have to ask my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craig keeps on irritating Marianne. He keeps on teasing her about two boys. I hope that won't happen to me...  It's not like as if any boy knows who I like.... Right? (panicking) AHh! What if someone knows!!!! I mean a boy. Hmmm... Who cares? I like just talking about rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Christianne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-3617628644844000315?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/3617628644844000315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=3617628644844000315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/3617628644844000315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/3617628644844000315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-been-long-time-since-posted-eh-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-5964300860704543500</id><published>2008-05-28T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T09:01:36.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wild Wet And The Rush of Sugar'/><title type='text'>Wild, Wet And The Rush of Sugar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;    On Saturday, It was "Family Day". My Mom, Bro, Sis, and I went to Wild Wild Wet!!! Like after erm how many years? Like 3 or 4 years I think. I feel like going there again or maybe Escape Theme Park. It was finally nice to go out together as a family even though 1/3 of our family weren't there. At least Mom wasn't so grouchy. I think that's how you spell it... Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My favorite rides was the Uuh-lah-lah and the purple slide . The Purple slide was like so dark inside I felt like screaming. Halfway through the slide(or something... Well, I can't tell! It was dark!), I didn't move. I wasn't sliding! I was worried, so I hurriedly push my self I was so afraid!!! The Uuh-lah-lah was cool and creepy too. I like the camera part. It's nice to have a picture taken while you're taking the ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I think the Shiok river and Tsunami was wicked! I prefer the Tsunami though. I felt like it was a beach party with that gigantic beach ball and floats. I've always loved the music playing while you were at Wild Wild Wet. It was an interesting mix of songs. Like, Vanessa Hudgens, Colbie Caillat, Kat Deluna...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Clara is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo hyper in the Math Prep course. With Clara around, it's so crazy! I wonder how it is like to be in her class... Hmm... Ever since the second day of the course she kept on bringing a bagful of sweets. Like as if it was her medicine and her life depends on it. Ha ha, just kidding. Clara kept on saying _____'s name in front of like so many people. But I'm getting used to it. I bet Clara will say his name in the CBox AGAIN... Well, that's the Clara is.&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/38873543-5964300860704543500?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/5964300860704543500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=5964300860704543500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/5964300860704543500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/5964300860704543500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/05/wild-wet-and-rush-of-sugar.html' title='Wild, Wet And The Rush of Sugar'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-4670274045582323768</id><published>2008-05-17T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T18:04:12.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='run or ski?'/><title type='text'>Run LIKE WHOA</title><content type='html'>Oh my word! or goodness? I so love 1.6!!! Just like what Marianne said, I love the sprinting part. Just as I was about to give up, when I was starting my third round, I encouraged myself to go on as before I know it, it will be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wait a minute, *thinking*, what does "before I know it" mean? Like er... like... ugh! I'll just forget about it!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the third round. I started to slow down and pretended my hair needed to be retied. But I only did the retying once. :) As I reached the fourth round, I started to smile a bit. I started to jog a bit faster. Happy to know I can sprint very soon! I was halfway through the fourth round when I heard the 6/2 ppl like Madeline and Rachel or somebody else... saying, " Is that Marianne?" and " I think so." then, "GO MARIAANNNEEEE!!!" Since Marianne was in front me like 5m, Marianne turned and smiled. After that I heard, "oh, so that's Marianne..." then, "GO CHRISTIIIIANNNNEEEE!!!" I also smiled back at them. I'm glad they were cheering for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amirah caught up with me, she asked me if I tired or something. I was getting closer to Mary. With 1/3 left of the track, I started to sprint as fast as I could. "This is the time, Christianne! Go!" I thought. My feet were burning but I did not care. It was like my legs were getting engine to fly like an airplane. The wind pressed against my face, I grinned. I loved the feeling. I passed Nadine, she was like, "whoa!" I continued to grin from ear to ear as I raced through the finish line. Matthew said, " wah, 7 got 7th place." Since my place was 7, I found it funny. From being too exhausted and tired, I quickly sat on the floor faintly, still smiling.  I could not believe I got 7th place and how fast I was. Except I am not so sure if I was even fast. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are such great memories... Oh yeah, which reminds me of Brookline again. I just read Julianne's old blogs. She was talking about winter in Brookline, Boston, New Hampshire and Vermont. She talked about shopping in Macy's. She talked about ice-skating. She also talked about the memories we had as a family! I so miss those moments that I could sometimes cry. I'm reading a book about a girl who is skiing in switz, when she described the mountains, the snow and how cold but yet there's warm feeling, I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know a bit emotional and dramatic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-4670274045582323768?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/4670274045582323768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=4670274045582323768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4670274045582323768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/4670274045582323768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/05/run-like-whoa.html' title='Run LIKE WHOA'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-1295225427230581926</id><published>2008-05-10T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T17:22:47.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth and moms'/><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>The truth game was kind of freaky but cool. I mean, it's like i can talk to other girls bout girl stuff don't have to talk about boys. hahahaha like a million times? Just kidding! I feel close to girls much better that way.&lt;br /&gt;Mother's day is coming! Have to do this skit in church! So excited! Yay! I hope my mum won't be angry on tht day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what's up with mothers nowadays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: What do mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ben&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: I just don't get it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Duh!(roll eyes) the men don't get it! What exactly are you complaining about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Everything I have no life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Bryan&lt;/span&gt;: I know what you mean! My mother always tells me Bryan go do your homework.Bryan&lt;br /&gt;do your chores. Bryan no TV. Bryan go study. Bryan go study harder. Bryan no junk food. How to live without junk food? Even Jesus said that men should not live by bread alone. That's why he made Pizza Hut and KFC, right! (singlish accent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Mary&lt;/span&gt;: Junk food is rubbish! (shocked)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Caleb&lt;/span&gt;: Well, I am a very happy rubbish bin... (grins and rub tummy) Anyway, what do you know? It has a lot of vitamin A. See, F-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-T, S-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;-L-T and S-U-G-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;-R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's part of it! It's like really funny! I can't wait for 2morrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-1295225427230581926?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/1295225427230581926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=1295225427230581926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/1295225427230581926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/1295225427230581926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/05/truth-game-was-kind-of-freaky-but-cool.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-2168858860641352669</id><published>2008-04-26T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T17:42:23.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>Rush of Emotions</title><content type='html'>what to say? I don't even know a single word to say! Ahh! Did you just realize what I just realize? haha! I just wrote stuff and know what to write, which is writing about not knowing what to write! confusing eh? sry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;oh right...&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;or should i say for now...&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;stressed? obviously! I'm just gonna pray and study hard! Wait a minute, then why am i still blogging?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss somebody... I wish that somebody was here. I used to play and do all sorts of stuff with that somebody! I wish that somebody was right next to me. i would love to hear that somebody's voice or even laughter. At least God is with that somebody. I miss that special house filled entertainment! Now, whenever i think of that special house of that somebody, it looks a bit dark like as if it was sunset with a ray of light coming out the window. It also looks cold, empty and lonely like as if it is a abandoned place. I sure miss all that including that somebody. I wanna stand next to that somebody, if only i could... &lt;br /&gt;I'll bet once that somebody comes back, that thought of the special house will be instead be filled of excitement, joy, warmness and all the happy times of friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you (especially that somebody),&lt;br /&gt;Christy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-2168858860641352669?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/2168858860641352669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=2168858860641352669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/2168858860641352669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/2168858860641352669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-to-say-i-dont-even-know-single.html' title='Rush of Emotions'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-1983783257334837672</id><published>2008-04-19T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T18:36:09.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys like girls'/><title type='text'>Boys Like Girls</title><content type='html'>Looks like many people are going through puberty. Which means, people get attracted to the opposite sex. Like when Matthew and Owen talked about a girl... Don't even try guessing. I have always wondered how boys even tell each other who they like... How do they do it? Like, do they say randomly, "Who do you like?" or something like that? That's a question I have to ask. I'll have to turn to the boy that is closest to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-1983783257334837672?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/1983783257334837672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=1983783257334837672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/1983783257334837672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/1983783257334837672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/04/boys-like-girls.html' title='Boys Like Girls'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-5830332178461690543</id><published>2008-04-18T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T22:18:15.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessed'/><title type='text'>Marianne</title><content type='html'>First of all, i am so sorry that i had not been posting entries lately. Also, not putting the new links...&lt;br /&gt;So, Hi! I think boys are okay most of the times except when they are sexist. However, Marianne, On the other hand, says things like, "American Dragon catches my eye again..." and "He really looks so nice!" Oh, uh sorry Marianne! You can stuff about me too, if you want! But, marianne, most of the times, i totally agree with what you say! :)especially the American Dragon part. I wonder if he knows who he is! &lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you, Laura! It's today right? Return my clip back on Monday!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-5830332178461690543?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/5830332178461690543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=5830332178461690543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/5830332178461690543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/5830332178461690543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/04/marianne.html' title='Marianne'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-2073717024626357393</id><published>2008-03-08T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T09:44:40.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>school</title><content type='html'>Exams are finally over! I still can't believe i passed Chinese by just one mark! lol&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I miss school. Weird right? It's like I want to go there tomorrow or something... ok... :/ lame.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to leave Pri School. I am so gonna miss St hilda's just like how I missed Rosyth. &lt;br /&gt;Bye for now!!!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya and Peace!          \/&lt;br /&gt;(supposed to be Peace sign)(//)&lt;br /&gt;ps, you guys still don't know who I like! haha lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-2073717024626357393?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/2073717024626357393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=2073717024626357393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/2073717024626357393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/2073717024626357393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/03/school.html' title='school'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-7232761117919861153</id><published>2008-02-06T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:27:25.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush</title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;Do u know who I like?&lt;br /&gt;No? &lt;br /&gt;Good, let's keep it that way... :)&lt;br /&gt;Yes?&lt;br /&gt;Uhh... If you say the name I'll kill you!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;bye,&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love always,&lt;br /&gt;ChristyCandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I'll give you a clue, he has black hair, dark eyes, he is a boy. He is Asian too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. I know, so lame, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Vanessa Hudgens' Make You Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think it has something to do with my crush... lol, no way! maybe? haha it's a secret you MAY never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X56RbpICAzs&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X56RbpICAzs&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-7232761117919861153?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/7232761117919861153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=7232761117919861153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/7232761117919861153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/7232761117919861153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2008/02/crush.html' title='Crush'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-8378872739427206449</id><published>2007-11-06T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:03:36.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny scene of HSM2. Fast and slow'/><title type='text'>Funny!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EHUpUiWwlgE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EHUpUiWwlgE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I watched this, I was laughing my head off with my twin sis, Marianne, whose blog is http://www.littlegirlheart.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;The second time you watch this or some other times... it will no longer as funny as first time you watched it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-8378872739427206449?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/8378872739427206449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=8378872739427206449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/8378872739427206449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/8378872739427206449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2007/11/funny.html' title='Funny!!!'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-2980305689425372644</id><published>2007-11-03T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T16:11:30.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>Exams are over!!! I cannot wait to go swimming, having fun in the sun. It seems like summer when I was in Brookline...&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna add new songs and videos!!!&lt;br /&gt;songs-&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Jessica Simpson&lt;br /&gt;Song: With You&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Ashlee Simpson&lt;br /&gt;Song: Invisible&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Vanessa Hudgens&lt;br /&gt;Song: Say OK&lt;br /&gt;Song: Come Back To Me&lt;br /&gt;videos-&lt;br /&gt;Artist:Vanessa&lt;br /&gt;Song:Come Back To Me&lt;br /&gt;Song: Say OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cCJ5u2AJHyw&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cCJ5u2AJHyw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F5VvvVxuKko&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F5VvvVxuKko&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-2980305689425372644?l=charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/feeds/2980305689425372644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38873543&amp;postID=2980305689425372644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/2980305689425372644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38873543/posts/default/2980305689425372644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed-dream-girls.blogspot.com/2007/11/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>Christianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16357770425445340744</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-38873543.post-1398199949849591201</id><published>2007-10-28T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T19:40:51.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated</title><content type='html'>Hey Cookie, A.K.A. clara,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********Updating blog**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back in Singapore. I miss Boston now, It feels like a dream!!!&lt;br /&gt;I shall add one video and a new song!&lt;br /&gt;My twin sis is like AJ, while I am like Aly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;video-&lt;br /&gt;Artist:Aly and AJ&lt;br /&gt;Song: Chemicals React&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PIDoPETif8g&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PIDoPETif8g&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song-&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Sugababes&lt;br /&gt;Song: Ugly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38873543-1398199949849591201?l=charmed-dream-girls.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-38873543.post-9126645310253379795</id><published>2007-02-24T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T22:52:42.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stars</title><content type='html'>Maybe I could be a big star... maybe... or maybe not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dreams come true while others don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a few will make it to the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The many others have to stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those few live their dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest fall down the stream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you must strut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may start late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To meet your fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you&lt;div 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