<?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-2889481600974867583</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:49:58.134+08:00</updated><category term='ethnography session...'/><category term='Aarthi'/><category term='happy bdae lihui'/><category term='where is the humanity?'/><category term='Irritated'/><category term='chionging lit'/><category term='i have become numb to feelings'/><category term='exams'/><category term='mugging'/><category term='you will finally see the truth that a hero lies in you...'/><category term='updates'/><category term='you will always be a part of us...'/><category term='chiong all the way. PTs'/><category term='but I am PISSED'/><category term='Flushed'/><category term='PISSED'/><category term='time flies fast...'/><category term='wheee~ new blogskin'/><category term='Nisha'/><category term='truly sorry'/><category term='petai is love (:'/><category term='as usual'/><category term='PLEASE do end...'/><category term='emo-ing...vicky loves you guys loads'/><category term='karen is love (((((((:'/><category term='strength'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='steam engine is heated'/><category term='mummy'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='math exam tmr'/><category term='mental strength'/><category term='confused'/><category term='i feel good...'/><category term='I WILL overcome you'/><title type='text'>Everything is okay in the end; If it is not okay, it is not the end. ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-871622606920922851</id><published>2009-10-25T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:19:42.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Excuse letter for not coming to school on Friday, 23th Oct 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr De Souza,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout history, there have been many plagues of illnesses. Examples of such illnesses include the bubonic plaque. Closer to home, we have had SARS, and most recently the H1N1 flu outbreak. As a Biology teacher, I'm pretty sure you're well-versed in this area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also witness to an incident like this. Recently, just last week, my mum's brother's only sister's second daughter fell sick. It was a period of emotional turmoil for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when on a Thursday night, I received a phone call from my uncle. He informed me that his sister's second daughter had been terribly ill.  My heart immediately stopped beating.  I was sure I was going to drop dead any second, I was that shocked. Luckily though, nothing of that sort happened, or I would not be writing this to you now. I immediately rushed to her house to see her.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was terrified like crazy for her well-being. She has been vital to me for my whole life. She is the only girl who knows everything about me. She was one gifted person, blessed with great intelligence, charisma and beauty. Both of us shared a bond that transcended life and death, we were that close. And now, I was just so distraught at her condition. My mind just stopped working upon the sight of her lying weakly down on her bed. She moaned my name quietly. "Vicky...I just want to say, you'll always be my best friend." Just then, however, I had to leave, for it was time for her vaccinations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I confess that I did not even think of school the next day. My mind was too fixated with what would become of my dear best friend, who was truly my sister in learning and sister at heart. I was just so worried for her well-being.  The next day, I woke up at around 10.30am and I looked into the mirror as usual and I realised that my eyes were completely red. Upon examination of the pillow, I figured out that I had been crying in my sleep. Such was the bond that I shared with my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conscience told me not go to school that day. A sister of the truest form is definitely more important than a day roaming the concrete school compound. After much consideration, I came to a tough decision to listen to my conscience and very reluctantly did not attend school that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very sorry for my absence on Friday, 23 October 2009. I am sure that my nonexistence was strongly felt in school and that you missed my vivacious personality and natural charisma greatly. Hence, I hope that you will excuse me from school on that fateful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and before I end off, just for your information: my uncle's sister's daughter made it through. She is now on a steady road to recovery and is still my best friend as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for being understanding of my situation. May you be always blessed for having the goodness to excuse me from school in times of emotional trauma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Vicky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-871622606920922851?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/871622606920922851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=871622606920922851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/871622606920922851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/871622606920922851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2009/10/excuse-letter-for-not-coming-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-5844972281432836377</id><published>2009-10-16T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:45:16.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this year's Deepavali timing is just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;So many people are like emo, not even able to celebrate it happily and joyously as always.&lt;br /&gt;Right smack after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;No anticipation, no excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY CAN'T IE BE ON THE DATE IT WAS PREVIOUSLY PLANNED!&lt;br /&gt;like on 17 NOV&lt;br /&gt;at least it's during the hols, and like it's into the mood and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least this was the year i worked my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this im in such a ranting mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 more mins. &lt;br /&gt;I wonder, :D or D: or ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-5844972281432836377?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/5844972281432836377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=5844972281432836377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5844972281432836377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5844972281432836377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2009/10/gahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-2824102956382721625</id><published>2009-10-12T04:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T04:19:22.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;It's 3.52am now, on 12 October 2009. &lt;br /&gt;In like 9 hours time, my last EYAs in RG would have been over!&lt;br /&gt;Let me ratttle on formulas in my own world, to please myself. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waves &amp; Sound&lt;br /&gt;V = frequency x wavelength&lt;br /&gt;V = wavelength/T&lt;br /&gt;f = 1/T&lt;br /&gt;Speed of sound (echo) = 2(Distance travelled)/Total time taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newton's Law&lt;br /&gt;When velocity is constant, Fnet = 0 --&gt; acceleration = 0&lt;br /&gt;When not constant, Fnet not = 0 --&gt; acceleration not = 0&lt;br /&gt;Fnet &gt; 0, accelearation &gt; 0&lt;br /&gt;Fnet &lt; 0, acceleration &lt; 0Kinematics:Displacement-time graph --&gt; Gradient: Velocity&lt;br /&gt;Velocity-time graph --&gt; Gradient: Acceleration&lt;br /&gt;Acceleration-time graph &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equations:&lt;br /&gt;S = 1/2 (u+v)t&lt;br /&gt;V = u + at&lt;br /&gt;S = ut + 1/2at^2&lt;br /&gt;V^2 = u^2 + 2as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Fall &lt;br /&gt;Fnet = mg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-free fall&lt;br /&gt;Fnet = mg - R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air resistance affected by:&lt;br /&gt;1) SA -&gt; When SA increase, AR increase&lt;br /&gt;2) V -&gt; When V increase, AR increase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEP&lt;br /&gt;Work Done: Force x Displacement / mgh (J)&lt;br /&gt;Ek = 1/2mV^2 (J)&lt;br /&gt;Ep = mgh (J)&lt;br /&gt;Work-Energy relationship: Work done --&gt; must have energy converted.&lt;br /&gt;Close system: Total amount of energy remains same before and after work done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power&lt;br /&gt;1) Energy converted/Time&lt;br /&gt;2) Work Done/Time&lt;br /&gt;3) Force x Displacement/Time&lt;br /&gt;4) Force x Velocity(has to be constant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;% Efficiency&lt;br /&gt;(Energy/Work/Power output) / (Energy/Work/Power output) x 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CG &amp; Moment&lt;br /&gt;Moment = Force x (Perpendicular) Displacement&lt;br /&gt;Equilibrium: &lt;br /&gt;1) Clockwise moment = Anti-clockwise moment&lt;br /&gt;2) Upward force = Downward force&lt;br /&gt;Uniform: CG acts through middle&lt;br /&gt;Light: Weight is negligible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optics&lt;br /&gt;From optically less dense to denser --&gt; Bends towards normal. angle i &gt; angle r, when incident along normal, no refraction though speed decreases.&lt;br /&gt;From optically denser to less dense --&gt; Bends away from normal. angle i &lt; angle r, when incident along normal, no refraction though speed increases.Critical angle --&gt; angle of incidence in denser medium that causes angle of refraction in less dense medium to be 90 deg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIR: 1) optically denser to less dense. 2) angle i &gt; critical angle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refractive index &lt;br /&gt;1) n = sin i/sin r--&gt; i is always optically less dense medium&lt;br /&gt;2) n = actual depth/apparent depth&lt;br /&gt;3) n = 1/sin c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below critical angle --&gt; Have REFRACTION&lt;br /&gt;Above critical angle --&gt; Have REFLECTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO I FEEL MORE CONFIDENT NOW. &lt;br /&gt;45 mins of mugging left.&lt;br /&gt;Seeya later!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-2824102956382721625?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/2824102956382721625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=2824102956382721625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/2824102956382721625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/2824102956382721625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-3129778849448448842</id><published>2009-10-10T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T20:22:29.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think there's something wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really getting really very annoyed easily these days.&lt;br /&gt;ARGHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, it was about The Family&lt;br /&gt;Then now, it is about how people can have all the time in the world to have fun, and yet ace their exams.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's just the aftereffects of mugging Physics for too long.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's just me trying to find excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really demoralising that when I attempt the questions in the End-Of-Unit Exercise, I get it all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;NOT EVEN A SINGLE CORRECT ANSWER.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN YOU, TURNING EFFECT.&lt;br /&gt;And the best part, I still don't know how come the correct answer is such.&lt;br /&gt;What more, when I ask around whether the EOU is difficult (or is it just me), people claim it's relatively EASY. &lt;br /&gt;what the shit man!&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I must be really dumb.&lt;br /&gt;How did I even get to RGS?!&lt;br /&gt;GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is such a meaningless post. &lt;br /&gt;Piece of incoherent crap.&lt;br /&gt;But do I look like I care? &lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-3129778849448448842?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/3129778849448448842/comments/default' 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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-2889481600974867583.post-6647876749464233496</id><published>2009-10-05T19:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T20:23:31.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Adapted from an excuse letter that Vicky is gonna produce to her FT when she returns back to school on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Mr De Souza,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are not perfect beings.  As you know, the innately selfish nature of human beings has led to disagreements at every level, leading from mere difference of opinions to full-blown war.  Such one-sided disagreements also exist in common familial units.  Often, though, these "disagreements" are not actually disagreements, but mere quarrels due to the entire fault of one party, oftentimes in which the underlying factor for the disagreements are overlooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started on a fine Sunday night. Being the conscientious Biology student I am, I was revising my Biology notes for the 22nd time that day. I was calmly and quietly using the computer checking out Moodle andthe Berkeley Evolution 101 website awhen my brat of a younger sister came up to me and pulled my hair. I was super annoyed and asked her why she did that. She then proceeded to throw a tantrum because she did not understand her Integrated Science notes. I then explained to her very calmly and patiently what her notes meant, having been taught by the great Mr De Souza. After what seemed like eons, she finally understood. But being jealous of being deprived the chance to be a student of yours, she wasn't a singly ounce thankful to me! She slapped me on the face, which hurt so much that I decided to stay home from school today to avoid speculations.   Due to the presence of 1800 girls and no boys, gossip is a widely-indulged-in pastime in RGS, and I would not want anyone to think that my boyfriend was abusing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand my situation, but at this junction, I must reiterate that this was not my fault.  The fault lies in the incompetency, for whatever reason, for the rest of the Biology department.  Perhaps, this may not even be incompetency but just that any small flaw in their teaching style is magnified a thousand times when compared to your brilliant teaching abilities. Wait a moment, brilliant is an understatement.  Words cannot describe the greatness of your teaching skills. See, yet again I failed at doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I hope you will excuse me from my absence from school on the 5th of October, 2009.  This is because it was not my fault, but of that of the biology department and your greatness.  In my appreciation for your greatness, and also to make up for my deeply-felt absence on your behalf,  I would like to inform you that if it were in my hands, I would nominate you for the Nobel Prize in Biology. For after all, what contribution to science is greater than ensuring its perpetuation and lighting the spark of curiosity in the future of tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, your colleagues also deserve a Nobel Prize - but the Ig Nobel Prize, not the "real deal". Perhaps, upon reception of this mockery of science, they would realise the great psychological impact of their teachings on their students (as can be seen by my sister's sad situation) and aspire to replicate your style perfectly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you a very happy invigilating and even happier marking days. It pains my heart that while us students will be resting at home, you will be marking dozens of scripts. However, I am helpless to change this situation, so I can only hope that with your optimistic nature, you manage to find a bright side in this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Darwin's descendant,&lt;br /&gt;Vicky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: No offense to any party or whatsoever is intended."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG HAHA, KINNARI, YOU'RE DAMN HILARIOUS LUH!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three words that have made it up to my SUCKtitude list as of today:&lt;br /&gt;1) Housework&lt;br /&gt;2) Sick&lt;br /&gt;3) DAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pretty much sums up my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better buck up my Bio and Geog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;vicky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-6647876749464233496?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/6647876749464233496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=6647876749464233496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6647876749464233496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6647876749464233496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2009/10/adapted-from-excuse-letter-that-vicky.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-3489186983175876257</id><published>2009-10-03T21:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T21:38:25.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nisha'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so another day's up.&lt;br /&gt;and nothing has been done &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;focus vicky, focus! &lt;br /&gt;just 9 more dayssss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't get to see mummy today ):&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go in the evening, but dad couldn't drop me as it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;came back home.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;at least she's back home tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;thanks alot, God! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a chat with Nisha this afternoon&lt;br /&gt;well about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;thought through quite abit of things and all.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to copy paste bits of the convo, but can't retrieve history unless Nisha's online.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, some other time then(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like y'know exams seem so insignificant. &lt;br /&gt;after all what's the point of exams?&lt;br /&gt;grades? are they the real things that matter?&lt;br /&gt;and we're living in this world, where we grow up with the impression that grades are the only things that matter.&lt;br /&gt;when the REAL world outside isn't like that.&lt;br /&gt;in reality, it's full of cruelty and injustice.&lt;br /&gt;full of hatred and vengeance.&lt;br /&gt;full of unfairness and anger.&lt;br /&gt;full of this, full of that.&lt;br /&gt;while we, on the other hand, are sitting at the other end with the impression that as long as I mug my ass off and ace that exams and do well in this and that, I'm guaranteed a great future.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, what a delusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to post something here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;" I’ve been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at school. &lt;br /&gt;They don’t teach you how to love somebody. &lt;br /&gt;They don’t teach you how to be famous. &lt;br /&gt;They don’t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. &lt;br /&gt;They don’t teach you how to walk away from someone you don’t love any longer. &lt;br /&gt;They don’t teach you how to know what’s going on in someone else’s mind. &lt;br /&gt;They don’t teach you what to say to somomeone who’s dying. &lt;br /&gt;They don’t teach you anything worth knowing. " &lt;br /&gt;— Neil Gaiman&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true.&lt;br /&gt;and I just had something else to add on to the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;They don't teach you what the REAL world is like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-3489186983175876257?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/3489186983175876257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=3489186983175876257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/3489186983175876257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/3489186983175876257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay-so-another-days-up.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-492606979256599072</id><published>2009-10-03T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T14:36:21.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thank god for letting me live through another day, seeing another morning(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I need to focus and get my drive back&lt;br /&gt;and get work done.&lt;br /&gt;If not for me, for you at least(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Vicky, STOP sleeping, and get down to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-492606979256599072?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/492606979256599072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=492606979256599072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/492606979256599072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/492606979256599072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-thank-god-for-letting-me-live-through.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-4461064418607323322</id><published>2009-10-02T22:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T21:37:11.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nisha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mummy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school was okay today&lt;br /&gt;english was surprisingly easy. okay I should not be too complacent, hopefully I pass(:&lt;br /&gt;tamil was HAHA. omg so much for aiming for a 50/70 huh! All I remember was a loud heave of WHATTHEHELL the moment I flipped over the paper.&lt;br /&gt;And random scribblings and doodlings of WHATTHESHIT, HOWAMIGONNADOTHIS, GRR, *frowny face*, etcetc&lt;br /&gt;but well, what is over is over. I managed to crap something, so thank God for that ability haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school was HILARIOUS ttm! Crapped with alanna, crystal, jiahui, limmin and ABI outside Anderson's for a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;sorry Abi, we were just playing around and teasing you(:&lt;br /&gt;hope you dont take it to heart and be mad at us!&lt;br /&gt;it was fun though xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to find kanages after school, fetched her and we went to alexandra together.&lt;br /&gt;at the bus stop met ain&lt;br /&gt;was just crapping lotsa stuff with her &lt;br /&gt;hopped off commonwealth&lt;br /&gt;dropped by queensway shopping centre for lunch! &lt;br /&gt;couldnt finish most of it, so packed it to alexandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached there, mummy had already left for her op. &lt;br /&gt;kinda sad, we weren't there to send her to the OT.&lt;br /&gt;kanages koped the sofa, I took the BED! &lt;br /&gt;called art, updated her and talked to her a while.&lt;br /&gt;haha I was in this totally mugger mindset to do Chem and all &lt;br /&gt;but in the end, end up lying on the bed, shaking leg and watching tv!&lt;br /&gt;not bad eh our local dramas x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha then the nurse chased me off the bed.&lt;br /&gt;I dragged another sofa and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;not even half an hour, mummy was back!&lt;br /&gt;op was fine, thank god for it.&lt;br /&gt;mummy looked really tired though.&lt;br /&gt;her whole leg is in a brace.&lt;br /&gt;hope she gets well soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her friends came to visit her, and they were just crapping.&lt;br /&gt;haha their crap talks are actually very entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;so I didnt get to do chem as well!&lt;br /&gt;dinner came, mum was nauseous.&lt;br /&gt;she gave dinner to me and kanages.&lt;br /&gt;claypot chicken rice!&lt;br /&gt;but we were really full, we were stuffing ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha finally in the evening got to do some chem&lt;br /&gt;did abit of atomic structure.&lt;br /&gt;it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;tidied the place abit and left at about 8.30+ &lt;br /&gt;when mummy's ward staff all dropped by to visit her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad mummy's recovering! &lt;br /&gt;Very soon she'd be back home, can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;Hope all goes fine, and she doesn't experience much pain after the numbness is gone.&lt;br /&gt;Take care mummy!&lt;br /&gt;We all love you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you take care too Nisha!&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be all right, don't worry(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sometimes I wish I could save you&lt;br /&gt;There is so many things I want you to know;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-4461064418607323322?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/4461064418607323322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=4461064418607323322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4461064418607323322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4461064418607323322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2009/10/school-was-okay-today-english-was.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-6004236639230990695</id><published>2009-09-26T11:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T21:41:21.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aarthi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so it's the eya period again.&lt;br /&gt;the stressful period of the year.&lt;br /&gt;and whattheshit I haven't even done proper mugging or studying for any of the subjects.&lt;br /&gt;doesn't help that my chem notes (the only subject where I completed notes for) got misplaced ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just when it's the time of the year when everything seems so stressful &lt;br /&gt;and life seems to be sucking big time,&lt;br /&gt;and when you are questioning what you are doing with your life&lt;br /&gt;aarthi's and my telepathy communicated with each other&lt;br /&gt;and we came up with a plan for an awesome project.&lt;br /&gt;it's so gonna materialise. &lt;br /&gt;the will is there, we just needa figure out the way.&lt;br /&gt;which I'm fully confident we'd be able to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for these dates.&lt;br /&gt;12 oct&lt;br /&gt;17 oct&lt;br /&gt;19 oct&lt;br /&gt;go figure why(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I really hope I find my chem notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(made a resolve to commence blogging(:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-6004236639230990695?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/6004236639230990695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=6004236639230990695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6004236639230990695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6004236639230990695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay-so-its-eya-period-again.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-6282382527272989594</id><published>2009-08-17T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:02:48.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was reflecting about the many things happening in my life now. And I realised something. Amidst all these, I'm so contented with my life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really have to owe a great deal of it to God, the great. God has been really nice to me these days and all. He has shown me Himself, His true existence, through many of his works and the miracles he has worked these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's too great, His love overcomes all the odds. I ask, He gives. He gives generously. So much so that I feel undeserving of what I receive from Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has a reason for doing everything He does. He has a reason for you making the decisions and choices that you do. And sometimes, even He has a reason why you may not know of the reason. But what that really matters is the faith in God. Whatever that happens will be for good, just as long as the belief, trust and confidence is placed in God without any questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for now, I guess I'd serve God to the best of my ability, and carry out His will for me. He has brought me to it, He definitely will bring me through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-6282382527272989594?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/6282382527272989594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=6282382527272989594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6282382527272989594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6282382527272989594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-was-reflecting-about-many-things.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-6355245247909140412</id><published>2009-08-15T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:24:31.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so glad and thankful of what God has given to me this life. An awesome family, friends, peers, etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, I wish I have a grandfather around;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-6355245247909140412?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/6355245247909140412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=6355245247909140412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6355245247909140412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6355245247909140412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-so-glad-and-thankful-of-what-god-has.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-5443903705949324451</id><published>2009-08-13T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T21:40:55.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nisha'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just some thoughts about things that have been happening recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of the RARE intellectual conversations I actually have with Nisha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me back to the start; says:&lt;br /&gt;I realised that sometimes you need to place trust in your decision, you need to place confidence/trust in yourself when you decide something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me back to the start; says:&lt;br /&gt;often we always question and that's what that makes us confused. haha  i recently had to make decisions on what to do next and all, but i think it's very important to believe and trust yourself first before doing anythg else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me back to the start; says:&lt;br /&gt;and i realise i lack that resolve, that's why i end up confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me back to the start; says:&lt;br /&gt;but really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me back to the start; says:&lt;br /&gt;we question ourselves too much, you know why? cos we dont believe fully in what we do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nisha says:&lt;br /&gt;haha, but thats good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nisha says:&lt;br /&gt;its like criticising your own ideas to find faults and then improve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nisha says:&lt;br /&gt;we question, then we find solutions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me back to the start; says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah but there's an extent. there needs to be a line in between questioning and believing - having trust and confidence. cos if you question too much, things will definitely contradict, it'd be challenging sticking to a single decision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me back to the start; says:&lt;br /&gt;that's what i feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep I guess that pretty much sums one of the many things that I've been realising lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to end this post with something ABI told me; Those simple words had such great impact and made me think alot of things in a different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everything is okay in the end; If it's not okay, then it's not the end.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-5443903705949324451?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/5443903705949324451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=5443903705949324451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5443903705949324451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5443903705949324451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-some-thoughts-about-things-that.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-2595605118836098955</id><published>2009-04-04T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:11:48.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the only reason i'm here is cos of my dear friend, art!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aarthi, you seriously be touched okay(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay moving on, this week has been such an awesomezx mainly cos of the TRIPLE RAFFLESIAN VICTORY WHOO!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Victory: RG IND'S AWESOME SYF GOLD WITH HONOURS!&lt;br /&gt;2nd Victory: RJ IND'S SUPERB SYF GOLD WITH HONOURS!&lt;br /&gt;3rd Victory: Sorsilambum Tamil Debate, Team RJC'S CHAMPIONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha raffles is so awesome(: we fight well, we win well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the next thing that's about to rock the show is, RG INO'S SYF! (: go ino, we can totally do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;we'll fight in the sun, we'll fight in the rain;&lt;br /&gt;we'll fight to give our school a name;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAFFLES &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-2595605118836098955?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/2595605118836098955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=2595605118836098955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/2595605118836098955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/2595605118836098955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2009/04/only-reason-im-here-is-cos-of-my-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-8190946781587016383</id><published>2009-03-30T00:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:15:28.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay whee here I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an update about my life! yeah i'm alive (and kicking) with so many happenings happened ever since my last update at the start of the year! Sec 3's been awesome, especially with me turning 15 and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i was thinking a few days back, right now my life's so perfect that there's nothing more i could possibly ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been bleesed with so many subtle small fulfilling pleasures in life: great school, great class, great friends, great teachers, great family, great God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know sometimes, when everything else seems to screw up, after a while you realise that it is meant to be the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is meant to be for me to be born into such an awesome family with great dad, mum and 2 really lovely sisters!&lt;br /&gt;it is meant to be for me to have had an awesome 6 years in primary school and continue the next phase of my education in rgs&lt;br /&gt;it is meant to be for me to have forged great awesome friendships here in rgs, to have friends who really care&lt;br /&gt;it is meant to be for me to have joined an awesome board (PSB) and learn so many things about me, about myself through my service to the school in this avenue&lt;br /&gt;it is meant to be for me to have a really good friend (who practically knows every single detail of my life) to stay up, keep me company while webcamming online. (NISHA, THIS IS FOR YOU, BE TOUCHED)&lt;br /&gt;it is meant to be for me to have met the four awesome people in my life (YES THE THREE OF YOU, you know who you are!), especially since we only knew each other like since the start of Feb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when life has so many things destined, so many things that are 'meant to be', why do we even question it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's too short to question it or live it with any regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out,&lt;br /&gt;vicky(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-8190946781587016383?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/8190946781587016383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=8190946781587016383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8190946781587016383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8190946781587016383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay-whee-here-i-am-update-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-6360113929880738581</id><published>2009-01-01T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:23:08.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, now it's 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that's real fast I'd say. Alot of stuff happened this year, being a mixture of ups and downs. But ah well, see the year has come to an end in a pretty good note right? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedications. Thanks to everyone, yes everybody, for sharing all those crap memories with, laughing like morons in public places, singing Christmas carols in public (haha TRIBUNE!), and most importantly for playing a vital part of my life, bringing in joy to me every other day by being by my side when I needed you'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope 2009 will be an equally exciting and fulfilling year for me, as I continue venturing to horizons beyond. There'd be guaranteed to be ups AND downs, but with such awesome and wonderful people around you, definitely you'd enjoy the ups to your best, and decrease the impact of the downs by loads too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Sec 2 classes are all parting ways, but it's time to make new friends and make our experience in RGS even more fruitful and worthy! I'd try to not repeat my mistakes again in 09, and learn and grow from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff I'm looking forward to for 09(in no order of merit):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 301'09 (Class for TWO years! I'm very excited already)&lt;br /&gt;- 106'09 (I am REALLY anticipating this. All the cute little Sec Ones who we're gonna mentor and conduct PSL sessions with, while guiding them along into fitting into RG!)&lt;br /&gt;- PSB'09 (YEAH, PretSeLs! I love all of you guys already, and we'd do an awesomezx job together during our PSL term, okay?)&lt;br /&gt;- Tribune '09 (I know for sure we're gonna be so closely-knit, and like miranda said, a small bonded family. I'm so glad and it's so fulfilling seeing that the chalet has done wonders)&lt;br /&gt;- Tribune excp '09 (hahaha these bunch of crazy people are defnitely the &lt;3! remember our random camwhoring sessions during exco meetings and then the last-minute-chionging. We'll do an awesomezx job for 09 okay!)&lt;br /&gt;- INO SYF'09 (yeah, INO is so totally awesome that we're gonna rock this SYF! :D Looking forward to the practice sessions and all before syf and all those random moments when we become high HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;- ICS SHOW'09 (NIZHAL! yay Kalachitra was awesomely fun, so will this! Reliving the Kalachitra memories is definitely something I want to do!)&lt;br /&gt;- VAINs study group '09 (Remember we said we wont part ways, so this MUST continue, when we mug together and slack and do crazy stuff together. Next year'll be fun as we have interesting experiences of our own that we could all share!)&lt;br /&gt;- HSSRP RS group '09 (ANOTHER AWESOME GROUP! yay RS for 2 years. We'd do a really great job, okay!)&lt;br /&gt;- All those fun new friends that I'd make along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, tell me, with all these exciting things ahead, how can 2009 not be a blast? x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway peeps, 30 MORE DAYS as of 1 JAN 09. Go figure it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-6360113929880738581?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/6360113929880738581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=6360113929880738581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6360113929880738581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6360113929880738581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-now-its-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-1636223677143676638</id><published>2008-12-05T07:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T07:30:29.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm just praying hard that some miracle happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my high spirits throughout the week just vanished from the earth and beyond, and i really want to 'retrieve' it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, give me back what's rightfully mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-1636223677143676638?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/1636223677143676638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=1636223677143676638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1636223677143676638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1636223677143676638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-just-praying-hard-that-some-miracle.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-4348865451884921588</id><published>2008-11-29T18:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T18:55:33.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;People killing people dying&lt;br /&gt;Children hurtin you hear them crying&lt;br /&gt;Can you practice what you preach&lt;br /&gt;Would you turn the other cheek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father father father help us&lt;br /&gt;Send us some guidance from above&lt;br /&gt;Cause people got me got me questioning&lt;br /&gt;Where is the love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WHERE IS THE LOVE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60 hours&lt;br /&gt;195 dead&lt;br /&gt;22 foreigners&lt;br /&gt;15 security personnel&lt;br /&gt;5 Americans&lt;br /&gt;2 French Nationals&lt;br /&gt;2 Australians&lt;br /&gt;2 Canadians&lt;br /&gt;1 Japanese&lt;br /&gt;1 German&lt;br /&gt;1 British Cypriot&lt;br /&gt;1 Italian&lt;br /&gt;1 Thai&lt;br /&gt;1 Singaporean hostage&lt;br /&gt;nearly 300 injured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have these innocent people done to incur your wrath and to satisfy your crazy devilish devour for people, for lives? What have these innocent people done so that the world can hear your malicious laughter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look left, look right, look everywhere. They all have one thing common : Yes, blood and dead bodies strewn all over with a sullen echo of gunshots and more gunshots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, why has the value of a human's life been degraded to such a level of ruthlessness, so much so that it's being treated like a game. I play, I win. Why, why such a mindset? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please I plead, do hear our cries, crying out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Life is not a war game where you kill when you feel like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-4348865451884921588?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/4348865451884921588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=4348865451884921588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4348865451884921588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4348865451884921588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/11/people-killing-people-dying-children.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-762067530439418240</id><published>2008-11-26T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:02:04.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RICE: Count On Our &lt;strike&gt; Grains &lt;/strike&gt; Brains!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-762067530439418240?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/762067530439418240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=762067530439418240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/762067530439418240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/762067530439418240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/11/rice-count-on-our-grains-brains.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-264819087810625723</id><published>2008-11-12T12:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T13:10:22.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, thinking and reflecting about this year, I have two words to sum it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interesting. Refreshing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new experiences and insights gained, the challenges faced, the tough times and the merry-making memories, they've all been interesting and refreshing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And through all these, I'll attribute all these memories to the wonderful loving fun class of 207. We came in as people of different class sprits. I can still vividly remember the first time we stepped into E311, when we found ourselves seats, members from 107 and 108 had this what seemed invisible margin drawn in the middle of the class. Recess was unspeakable, 107ers huddled in their own corner, like wise the 108ers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's juxtapose that to now, where we all have a common class spirit. Where we all so hate the fact that we were leaving E311, that housed us for the past year. Where we had so many fond memories together as a class. Where we all held farewells for teachers in mid-year. Where we all partied wildly during the class parties. Where we all prepared for interclass competitions and cheered our peers on. Where we all hated tearing down the class decor that has bagged us a third and stayed with us throughout the year, throughout our trials and tribulations. Where we all felt the heart-ache and hard work as we took down the stars hanging from the ceiling from La Stariesta. Where we all formed the ring of love and sang songs on the last day of school. Where we all received our progress reports for Year 2 of our Secondary school life. Where we all hugged and (some) cried when the school bell rang, signalling the end of the school term. That's a whole lot of memories, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the perspective of the class chairpersons of the class, I'll fully admit that 207 isn't flawless. There have been times where things just didn't seem as great as one would expect them to be. There have been times where I've gotten really pissed off with the class and all. But just as well, I can wholeheartedly also admit that I must be indeed blessed, lucky and fortunate to belong to this class of crazily fun-loving and dynamic 36 individuals. The most fond memories, loving times of my secondary school life (so far) had been mostly acquired by this very class Just like the envelope, that Ms Amanda Chong placed her little bookmarks as souvernirs and gave them to us, read: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/SRpeAGMd1XI/AAAAAAAAAUE/M4Oq_fmdZt0/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/SRpeAGMd1XI/AAAAAAAAAUE/M4Oq_fmdZt0/s320/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267626069919126898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fully agree that we are indeed a class full of extroverts with MORE THAN ENOUGH energy to split atoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make and mould 207 to where it is today, it is the commitment and care of every single member of the class. It is the love and reponsibility of every single member of the class. To work towards a vibrant community where we can make worthwhile of our memories here in RG. With so much care and love, the least I can possibly do is to extend my gratitude to every single individual of the class to thank them for their lovely contributions to my memory of 207. The indescribable feeling of gratitude that I have to every one of you is way more than the words that I've mentioned here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[to be continued...]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-264819087810625723?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/264819087810625723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=264819087810625723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/264819087810625723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/264819087810625723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-thinking-and-reflecting-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/SRpeAGMd1XI/AAAAAAAAAUE/M4Oq_fmdZt0/s72-c/DSC00100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-5818601843384354613</id><published>2008-10-18T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T16:06:40.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, found a really cool thing! sent me laughing and seriously made my day man :D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;lol obviously there are people in this world have way too much spare time! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DORMITORY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIRTY ROOM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRESBYTERIAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you rearrange the letters: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST IN PRAYER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ASTRONOMER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOON STARER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DESPERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A ROPE ENDS IT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE EYES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you rearrange the letters: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THEY SEE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GEORGE BUSH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE BUGS GORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE MORSE CODE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you rearrange the letters: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HERE COME DOTS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SLOT MACHINES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CASH LOST IN ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANIMOSITY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you rearrange the letters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IS NO AMITY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELECTION RESULTS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you rearrange the letters: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIES - LET'S RECOUNT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SNOOZE ALARMS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you rearrange the letters: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALAS! NO MORE Z 'S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A DECIMAL POINT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When you rearrange the letters: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I M A DOT IN PLACE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE EARTHQUAKES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you rearrange the letters: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THAT QUEER SHAKE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELEVEN PLUS TWO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you rearrange the letters: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWELVE PLUS ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FOR THE GRAND FINALE:&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;strong&gt;MOTHER-IN-LAW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you rearrange the letters: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOMAN HITLER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and i bet that sent you guys awestruck and laughing! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-5818601843384354613?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/5818601843384354613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=5818601843384354613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5818601843384354613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5818601843384354613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/10/haha-found-really-cool-thing-sent-me.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-1964913104649123966</id><published>2008-10-01T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:41:06.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so cheated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so gullible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why even the people i thought were closest to me, i cant trust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now as i'm typing this, i cant control the tears that's just running down my cheeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why, i dont know what are they. tears of remorse? tears of victimisation? i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, now it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why, why am i SO susceptible?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-1964913104649123966?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/1964913104649123966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=1964913104649123966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1964913104649123966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1964913104649123966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-feel-so-cheated.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-5521986919662835816</id><published>2008-09-10T15:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:23:19.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear wonderful deskmate STACYLIANINGXUAN&lt;3&gt;! and I, being our normal creative, crazy selfs with totally wack imaginations, composed a song together! The first sentence was suggested by KOJIAYUN and we carried on from this sentence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, so enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: It doesn't have a tune yet, so any kind souls out there can possibly suggest tunes xD&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Comments on tagboard are greatly appreciated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lyrics: Vicky, Stacy&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Romance&lt;br /&gt;Title: Without You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live without you&lt;br /&gt;For you’re there lingering in my memory&lt;br /&gt;Haunting me day and night&lt;br /&gt;Filling my thoughts once again&lt;br /&gt;If you ever want to leave me&lt;br /&gt;There I am, clutching you tight&lt;br /&gt;Close to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live without you&lt;br /&gt;If you ever find me not hot enough&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you&lt;br /&gt;I am hot enough to melt you heart&lt;br /&gt;If you ever find me not cool enough&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you&lt;br /&gt;I am cool enough to freeze the time I spend with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you’re the reason I’m alive&lt;br /&gt;You’re the reason that I die&lt;br /&gt;You’re the sun I see at the crack of dawn&lt;br /&gt;The radiant glow that illuminates my soul&lt;br /&gt;You’re the star I see in the vast dark sky&lt;br /&gt;Shining demurely on me, telling me yes I can&lt;br /&gt;Ooooooo. I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live without you&lt;br /&gt;I smell your presence around me&lt;br /&gt;In solitary soliloquy where I dwell&lt;br /&gt;There you caught my mind&lt;br /&gt;There you stole my gaze &lt;br /&gt;I needn’t had to look back there I knew it was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live without you&lt;br /&gt;You are the world to me&lt;br /&gt;I know I was wrong, I’m sorry&lt;br /&gt;I feel so empty without you&lt;br /&gt;There I am, grasping some hope from the past&lt;br /&gt;Hey dear, now I realize yet again&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CHORUS X2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooooo. Yeahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;Without… you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-5521986919662835816?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/5521986919662835816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=5521986919662835816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5521986919662835816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5521986919662835816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-world-my-dear-wonderful-deskmate.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-5495259268870190633</id><published>2008-08-16T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T22:46:37.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was on my way to my home.&lt;br /&gt;In the bus so bored alone.&lt;br /&gt;Taking my time thinking of life.&lt;br /&gt;Finding it so hard to go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain has started to flow.&lt;br /&gt;Was dropping down at the window.&lt;br /&gt;It was so misty and cold inside.&lt;br /&gt;Again I felt so tired and sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had a small stop.&lt;br /&gt;So I thought to have a cup of Hot tea.&lt;br /&gt;While I was having its warmth.&lt;br /&gt;Everything became cold by what I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a night a never forget,&lt;br /&gt;Because of the sight that makes me regret.&lt;br /&gt;That burns your heart and you soul.&lt;br /&gt;And melts your to make tears flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There beside an old rugged tree.&lt;br /&gt;I saw a girl with a child.&lt;br /&gt;So young was she with her brother.&lt;br /&gt;With a blanket of sack around like a wet feather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see it clear they were trembling.&lt;br /&gt;So wet were they so shivering.&lt;br /&gt;It made me forget all around.&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't figure what I could do along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my time go to them.&lt;br /&gt;Gave them my blanket and some coins to spare.&lt;br /&gt;But what made me break down at spot.&lt;br /&gt;Was the stare the girl gave at a nod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though rain pouring down her face.&lt;br /&gt;I could see a tear flowing along the maze.&lt;br /&gt;No words were need to explain why.&lt;br /&gt;What made her happy that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got on to my bus and saw them walk by.&lt;br /&gt;Giving the coins and have some food to dine.&lt;br /&gt;It gave me a happiness like never before.&lt;br /&gt;And a reason to live along this fallen world along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes, it's just time to get out of this solitary soliloquy. And care&lt;br /&gt;Care for those who matter.&lt;br /&gt;For there's a whole world out there full of needs and hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But when is my calling?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-5495259268870190633?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/5495259268870190633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=5495259268870190633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5495259268870190633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5495259268870190633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-was-on-my-way-to-my-home.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-8944660036844915424</id><published>2008-08-09T09:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T19:31:54.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay time for an update :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was President Charity Launch Connect Singapore. Pretty great experience i’d say. Random and spastic and retarded photos on fb, so if you’d want go see. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'll update more some other time. i’ve got MATH *groans*, and geog to mug. Of which none of it I’m good at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a side note, i think the president is a pretty cool person. Like really really cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Mr President, would you like to take a seat”&lt;br /&gt;“No, why must I sit? I want to stand. I enjoy your company."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, now you know why he’s cool :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-8944660036844915424?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/8944660036844915424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=8944660036844915424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8944660036844915424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8944660036844915424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay-time-for-update-d-so-yesterday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-872410710926771471</id><published>2008-07-13T15:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T15:20:38.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and now the ultimate question being,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do I really want to live my life the way I'm leading it now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm desperately trying to look for a change in my life now. Alot of things I'm doing isnt right. Alot of things are screwed. Alot of things are wrongly prioritised. And I have this really bad habit of not sticking to my personal goals. I have this bad habit of procrastinating. I have this bad habit to slack the whole day away even though I know there's loads of things to be made right/done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep saying I need the drive, I havent got the drive. But I've come to realise, how to get the drive, if I'm not searching for it, if I'm not looking for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am searching for meaning, meaning of this life. Meaning for the motivation and drive to do what I've dreamt. Meaning to make dreams come true, cos in reality dreams do exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I pray to you, no matter how rocky the journey is with loads of obstacles, please give me the strength to bring me through it and carry on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I really want to make a difference in the lives of the people and loved ones around me. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really want to make a difference to my own life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-872410710926771471?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/872410710926771471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=872410710926771471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/872410710926771471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/872410710926771471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-now-ultimate-question-being-do-i.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-4287278303071956757</id><published>2008-07-06T22:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:20:08.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KALACHITRA 08!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a reasounding success. i dont care about what the world says, but us ics members felt that it was awesomely and undeniably a big blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had ino practice from 8-10am in school, where mr mani was revising the whole 4 songs again and again. but i was really thankful for the practice, cos ino sounded like really SO MUCH MORE better during the show, it was really so much better than the rehearsals where everybody looked dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so after ino, we had tech run for ino in the hall. was okay lah, and then i was slacking with my third cousin, karthigah(YEAH she IS my cousin), crapping with her and all sorts of rubbish. we were like cheering on with the rest, while the other performances went on. alot of the performance made tremendous tremendous improvements, and it was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and karthigah was telling me about smses she received at weird times of the day. hahha it was FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so, then it was lunch. KOTHU PARATA(sp?)! yay chandra! oh and milo drinks that were kept in the magnolia cooler. yeah i wasnt able to finish lunch ): oh and i went giving time-out chocolates to a couple of people, cos everybody was like stressing and emoing like the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, and me being the usual random me, went to pose with jessica's campaign models. hahah it was damn funny. okay so after lunch, we went up to the hall where everybody was going crazy. the song people were practicing, and everybody else joined in and was singing(out of tune-ly), dancing, being high spastic and random and SINGING HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL SONGS of all things. i know we all turned crazy. and then the exco had their lunch and came in and everyone like got out of craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;razia, anjana and all these people were filling in coloured rice for the kuthuvilaku's decoration, while nageis, manee etc were doing the VARUGA thing in the foyer. it looked really really really great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked a little, and at about 2.30, we needed to start getting to ino room for make-up and all. had briefing from razia and wala for 45mins or so. and the briefing was SO FUNNY. everybody had our screws loose, and we were behaving childishly/monkeyishly like as if we had some deprived childhood or something. and KAYALVILI, you're damn funny lah. cos while razia and wala was briefing is, kayal was giving background sound effects on the mridangam. she was moved from the mridangam to the front of the tamil room, to beside the two chairs because of her really-loosened screw and spasticness. everybody was rofling. and then we were supposed to indicate our presence, and razia was like say anything, and dharini went "AAJA NACHLE". hahahahha, and subsequently the other hindi dancers were doing so with loads of laughter in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so after the briefing, we moved to the ks chee theatre with our instruments. went to hunt for the cleanest toilet in school, but gave up and eventually landed in second floor toilet. so we washed our faces and went back to the hall to put foundation and all those make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and so, i was on a wild-goose hunt for my sister, and then i saw MS shafali coming. hahha i think she was in a hurry or something, she didnt notice the VARUGA and accidentally stepped on the flowers. she went to the GYM, not GEEM, to see the hindi dancers and help them i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was tea! this time it was poori, but unfortunately cos they had to be packed, they were FLATTENED. so we ate flat pooris with milo again! i guess it was those milos that sustained us throughout actually! and then the hindi dancers and other performers came and joined us also, and they looked really gorgeous. oh and purnima was there also. yeah and then took some photos of people having their tea, or semi-dinner, or dinner or whatver you call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i bought two tickets for irfanah, and her friend (who i realised just a couple of minutes ago, that irfanah's friend was AARTHI'S SECOND COUSIN! what a small small world!) yeah and so i was anticipating irfanah at the foyer, when the guests started arriving. i was really stressed cos i had to be in the ks chee already to prepare for ino's item. irfanah was caught in some traffic jam): i saw my perimma, and she reminded me that i havent worn my pottu. and i went "OMGOSH YA" and another wild-goose chase for the person in-charge for putting the pottus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt find razia, so srruthi helped me. (thanks srruthi!) yep and went back to the foyer again for more anticipation for irfanah and aarthi's second cousin. they finally came, and i stopped hyperventilating. passed the tickets to them, and went back to ks chee. it was then when i first APPRECIATED the strategical location of the ks chee, right next to the foyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the big part. THE SHOW STARTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the ks chee, we got that news from a runner and that it'll be our turn in like 5 minutes to report. and so people again began hyperventialing, praying, etc etc. the veena section, us, were like revising the lines again, esp for bo shambo. okay then arthi prem came and informed us that a runner would be calling us in five minutes and everyone were all like freaking out a little. and so the runner came, and we took our instruments and went to the waiting area outside the hall. we were all like breathing in and breathing out and all, and then it was time to go backstage already. nitya was speaking then, and everybody else behind the curtains were like hugging and wishing each other good luck, praying and all. haha and then MRS SHIRLEY TAN gave a speech, that was unsurprisingly long, so we had more time to compose ourselves. then it was ino performance alr, wala and reichel introduced us and the curtains opened. i could like FEEL THE SPOTLIGHT HEAT, from where i was sitting, it was quite warm. and my mum, of all places has to sit right in front of where i was on the stage; she was seated behind nitya and ramyia who were in the first row beside mrs tan lah. okay moving on, yeah so mr mani came and we started with sarasara samarai. and bo shambo and so on. i thought ino was really really awesome, especially in bo shambo cos we havent played with this impact at all before. nitya and ramyia kept smiling at us, and i think that encouraged most of us to smile too. :D haha though pooni, shafali and all these people said our smiles look a lil forced, but it was great nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so after ino performance, went to put back instruments in ino room, and rushed to gallery to enjoy the rest of the show. just in time for hindi song, which was great. and after that was AAJA NACHLE dance! go dancers, you guys really really rocked the stage and improved really loads, like alot! you guys really looked like our very own madhuri dixit : ria, stuti, aarthi, nisha, dharini, mansi, archana, aditi, kinnari. all of you. all of us were proud of you guys, and the coordination, the costumes, the energy everything was so vibrant and even some of the audience were bouncing and bobbing up and down on their seats, as we clapped to the aaja nachle beat! i esp loved the ending where all the dancers came together, cos it wasnt like that at all during rehearsals, and we were taken aback but everything still fitted together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so after the lovely awesome aaja nachle and soniye mil jaa amaglam was tamil singing. which was also quite cool and nice to tap to the beat. go singers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was intermission. went to the canteen to find performers to round them up back to the gallery for curtain call at the end. haha and ended up bumping into pooni and all those people. they were talking about the effect of BO SHAMBO and how mr mani used to teach us songs in ino and all. pooni couldnt exactly finish her small vadais cos they were too maavu-ish for her and she force fed me those vadais. went to smuggle a milo packet upstairs, cos was practically dying of dehydration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when intermission was over, pooni, shafali and her friends joined the rest of the whole group of performers at the gallery. the hindi and tamil medley was good, and the singers looked really vibrant and talented. yay singers! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the main highlight of the concert item : THE DRAMA. i would say it was a huge success. jokes that we rg people didnt find funny during rehearsals made the audience laugh a great deal, which is a really good thing. the kaathal yaanai varugira remo scene, the raghupathi raghava scene, the valayapatti dance, everything was perfect. and avpa people, the songs timing were really good! welllllll done to the drama cast for such an awesome splendid heartening performance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAVANYA KUMARESH&lt;br /&gt;NAGEISWARI PARATHY&lt;br /&gt;ARTHI PREMKUMAR&lt;br /&gt;A.AARTHI (you absolutely rocked the stage, buddy!)&lt;br /&gt;SMRITHI KEERTHIVARMAN &lt;br /&gt;NIVRUTHI PRASAD&lt;br /&gt;SHYAMA SADASHIV &lt;br /&gt;K SOWNDARYA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and throughout the whole drama i was translating to shafali cos i've watched the drama like so many times, and she was like laughing like anything. see, even non-tamil speaking people LOVED the drama, that shows how much you guys rocked man! even MRS SHIRLEY TAN was laughing heartily as mentioned by aarthi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and then the valayapathi dance, which rocked. by then i'd informed all the performers in the gallery to rush down immediately when the scholars started dancing. yay good, people didnt procrastinate and rushed down on time. then i arranged the people, and was like super stressed cos i was not sure whether everybody knew what to do, esp ino's performers cos we didnt practice curtain call the day before. had a difficult time splitting up ino performers, cos each side was like more uneven than the other. but in the end, we pulled off and AMAZING curtain call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which, was ramyia's vote of thanks. we were all like so happy and we cheered for everybody. at the end, everyone felt like doing raffles cheers as a symbolism to close the programme. i dont know how or why but everytime we make a success, it's just rather impulsive on us to cheer and celebrate and let raffles be part of us. i guess it's just the culture and unique school spirit that each and every one of us hold. yeah, did unite, regardless of the fact that we were all in our costumes and all. it was impactful, as always. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the cheers, were all the hugging, 'we did it' 'it was so great' 'man you rocked the stage' and all those exclaimings. (: and PHOTO TAKING! :D or rather camwhoring. haha yeah and then took a family photo with amma, appa, kanages and me :D kanages left with appa earlier, and i came home with amma. gave up waiting for the bus and cabbed home cos i was really really tired, cos i didnt sleep well the night before as well cos too excited anticipating the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everything was over. how i miss kalachitra so much. how i miss the rehearsal sessions so much. how i miss the 'come on you can do better' naggings. everything just showcased us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if i would want another day for history to repeat itself in, it would definitely definitely be 5th July 08. I really want an encore, and really hope we can have another exciting show next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really love RGSICS as much as others do. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-4287278303071956757?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/4287278303071956757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=4287278303071956757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4287278303071956757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4287278303071956757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/07/kalacitra-08-was-reasounding-success.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-3126255666989049465</id><published>2008-05-23T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T19:27:10.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo. my life's updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;progress report collection&lt;/strong&gt; : results sucked. but He answered my prayers by not giving me something real real bad. PRAISE THE LORD! :D but i guess i deserve those stuff in the report. comments were good, surprisingly. oh well, another bucking up mugathon for semester 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;open house 08!&lt;/strong&gt; : SATURDAY, TMR! really tiring manning booths and all, shift after shift. anyway, it's a die die must to visit the LIT booth, at the hut opposite the pavilion from &lt;strong&gt;9AM TO 11AM&lt;/strong&gt;. That is if you want to see ME, AARTHI, SHYAMA[who's relieving nisha], and RUOXI beyond recognition :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sangamam 08&lt;/strong&gt; : actually i dint quite wanted to go for sangamam :X but since batchmates are going, maybe i should just go. (: we all expect some really cool and professional thing haha :D well going to aarthi's house, shower change and everything, then go for sangamam. gonna be tiring after open house, but it's okay cos it's alr the holidays! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo update done. till next time, bye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-3126255666989049465?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/3126255666989049465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=3126255666989049465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/3126255666989049465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/3126255666989049465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/05/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-5780343576407631117</id><published>2008-05-15T20:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T21:17:28.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She strode over to her, sitting under the tree weeping silently to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, what's wrong with you?" she asked, curiosity taking over her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm crying, can't you see?" snapping at her, rubbing her eyes in frustration, a vain attempt to stop the tears from flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But, you're not supposed to," she reasoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well then here I am revealing whatever emaotions that I have inside of me. What do you have to say about that?" she cried out, hoping that somehow, some of the frustration and anger would disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But, you're not supposed to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I only show what others expect to see. I have to be strong. But somehow, the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;strength is fading away. Slowly, but surely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But you're not supposed to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't go on with this facade anymore! I can't live up to everyone's expecations, I can't live up to my expectations. I can't even control my emotions, my false facade. The &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mask is fading&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I'm letting the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;act drop down on me now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But you're not supposed to," she smiled, tears running down her cheeks, "I'm absolutely sure you can do it, that you still can keep it up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But HOW?!" she shrieked, "How would you know the feeling of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;being let down by yourself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? The &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hopelessness of it, the pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Knowing that the &lt;em&gt;firm wall you've built around yourself is not crumbling away with your resolve&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because," she smiled again, but she lowered her head such that her bangs shadowed her eyes, "You remind me of someone. Someone, like me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- got from jinghan's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the irony. the paradox. the ambivalence of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you were not supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why it is all happening. when i thought i've already become so numb to all those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to chiong alot of stuff, alot of deadlines to meet. i cant start on anything now, now that my mind is all occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's making me addlepated, and i'm like a little kid lost in the middle of a huge shopping centre, with everyone else jostling you, while you stand there confused and looking for your mother at the brim of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to sort out where my priorities lie. i cant seem to understand why am i thinking so much of those small little pebbles, when i have way much larger boulders to care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like really challenging to put on an all jovial face on the outside and talking crap and making people laugh, but inside everything else is scarred. everything is dark. and gloomy. but i guess, it's a matter of getting numb to it. getting numb to it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like the whole world is crashing. what's the use of my purpose here on this earth, when you feel like a total waste? a total loser? what's the use of my existence then;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i shouldnt be questioning all this, i shouldnt be so pessimistic. Cos He does everything for a purpose. &lt;strike&gt;but i dont think i have a choice&lt;/strike&gt; or perhaps i actually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm on the verge of breaking down any moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, dont ask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-5780343576407631117?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/5780343576407631117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=5780343576407631117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5780343576407631117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5780343576407631117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-dont-know-why-it-is-all-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-2346039021567122355</id><published>2008-05-12T16:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T16:55:47.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyos people. yeah i know i can see the blog's pretty dormant, so time for an update yeah :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay mother's day dedication post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay to start with, i was watching mannan yesterday, and got so inspired by the touching song, and so which was the reason for my msn nick. and dear MULTI-LINGUIST ria, was curious of what it meant, and it became a languages translating session. here you go! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAMIL[original]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amma enrazhaikkadha uyirillaiyae, ammavai vanangaadhu uyarvillaiye;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naeril nindru paesum dheyvam;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENGLISH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no life [as in nobody] in this earth who doesnt call mother, there's nobody in this universe who doesnt 'worship' the mother;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[mother is] a person who's in the form of god; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;URDU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duniya mein aisa koyi shaqs nahi jo maa ko aawaaz na deta ho ho, saari qayanat mein aisa nahi jo maa ki ibaadat na karta ho;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maa khuda ka doosra roop hota hai;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HINDI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sansaar mein us prakar ka koyi nahi hai jo apni mata ko bulata na ho, sarvatr antariksh mein aisa vyakti nahi jo maa ki pooja na karta ho;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maa saakshaat ishwar hoti hai;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BENGALI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jogoth-e emon keyo na je maa-ke daake na, pooro bishsho, aar orchhe aage, emon lok paabena je maa ke pronaam kore na;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maa holo bhogobaan-er onno roop;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, that's about it for the translation. credits once again to &lt;strong&gt;RIA!&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went googling on mothers day and stuff, out of boredom. came across a few really good meaningful stuff. one that i liked most. i mean, it really really makes alot of sense. like how often do you see your mum crying and stuff? okay here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY MOTHERS CRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you crying?" he asked his mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because I'm a mother," she told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't understand," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mom just hugged him and said, "You never will!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later the little boy asked his father why Mother seemed to cry for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All mothers cry for no reason," was all his dad could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why mothers cry. So he finally put in a call to God and when God got on the phone the man said, "God, why do mothers cry so easily." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said, "You see son, when I made mothers&lt;strong&gt;they had to be special&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made their shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave them an inner strength to &lt;strong&gt;endure childbirth and the rejection &lt;em&gt;that many times come from their children&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave them a hardiness that allows them to &lt;em&gt;keep going when everyone else gives up&lt;/em&gt;, and to &lt;strong&gt;take care of their families through sickness and fatigue without complaining&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave them the sensitivity to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love their children under all circumstances&lt;/em&gt;, even when &lt;em&gt;their child has hurt them very badly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This same sensitivity helps them to make a child's boo-boo feel better and helps them &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;share a teenager's anxieties and fears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave them a tear to shed. It's theirs exclusively to use whenever it's needed. It's their only weakness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a tear for mankind&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, now you know why mothers cry. it's like sometimes you get really pissed off with all the nagging and just feel like yelling to shut up[well, it happens for me].but thinking about it, it's all for our own well-being and stuff. really, i think mothers are defintely the most greatest beings, next to God, ever existent on this earth. they are truly miracles which IS the reason why God chose them to be our mothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amma, i love you. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-2346039021567122355?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.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-2889481600974867583.post-3726705746282211854</id><published>2008-04-19T10:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T10:36:47.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental strength'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strength'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's at this time when you regret, looking back. regret that you've slacked so much. regret that you could have spent less time sleeping (in class). regret that you've only gotten, and never give. regret that you've wasted your time away. &lt;em&gt;regret that you've wasted your life away&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh why does time pass so fast. i looked at the mya schedule, and was like, "IT'S HALF A YEAR ALR". and looking back at my previous posts, or my new year resolution of working real hard this year, i feel like a waste. i feel like a loser. i lack self-discipline, self-focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not particularly referring to mya. loads of other stuff has been happening too. i need the strength to get through all these. no, not physical strength, but mental strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:3;"&gt;and, i'm on the verge of breaking down any moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and please i don't want to talk about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-3726705746282211854?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/3726705746282211854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i learnt a lesson recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hard work doesnt always reap good results. sometimes, you work so hard, and then nobody seems to appreciate what you've down and you realised what you have worked hard or, what you really really wanted, all has gone to waste. i'm refering to a particular thing that happened recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wish to elaborate. you guys know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, good luck for sorkalam debators. we are sure gonna rock down sorkalam, yeah? :D and even if we dont get in to the finals, dont feel sad, cos we all know how hard you guys have prepared for, and reaching the semi-finals stage that will be telecasted on tv is really a big big honour for both the school and you guys. so, go give it your best! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-3936619286744759557?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/3936619286744759557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=3936619286744759557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/3936619286744759557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/3936619286744759557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-learnt-lesson-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-6847698531893267719</id><published>2008-03-25T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:41:23.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cleared tribune cupboard with karen, yuqing, julia, selene and pam today. saw this piece of paper, which contains alot of meaning.an abstract of it : &lt;br /&gt;[italised some stuff, that i feel strongly about.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, &lt;br /&gt;Because love is patient...&lt;br /&gt;Help me to be slow to judge, but quick to listen.&lt;br /&gt;Hesitant to criticise, but eager to encourage, remembering your endless patience with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because love is kind...&lt;br /&gt;Help me to be gentle and my actions to be thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;Remind me to simle and to say "Please" and "Thank You" because those little things still mean so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because love does not envy or boast, and it is not proud...&lt;br /&gt;Help me have a heart that is humble and sees the good in others.&lt;br /&gt;May I celebrate and appreciate all that I have and all that I am, as well as doing the same for those around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because love is not rude or self-seeking...&lt;br /&gt;Help me to speak words that are easy on the ear and on the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I'm tempted to get wrapped up in my own little world, remind me there's a big world out there full of needs and hurts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because love is not easily angered and keeps no record of wrongs...&lt;br /&gt;Help me to forgive others as you have forgiven me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I want to hold onto a grudge, gently help me release it so I can reach out with a hand of love instead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bcause love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth...&lt;br /&gt;Help me stand up for what is right and good.&lt;br /&gt;May I defencd the defenseless and help the helpless. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Show me how I can make a differece.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because love always protects and always trusts... &lt;br /&gt;Help me to be a refuge for those around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the world outside is harsh and cold, may my heart be a place of acceptance and warmth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally because love always perseveres...&lt;br /&gt;Help my heart continually beat with love for You and others. Thank you for showing me what the word really means. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's a really good one. Means really alot. Go reflect, and you'll get what I mean. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and a quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my brain is like a drawer. need to sort it out at times" -  long jian. [at least he said something like this] haha i think it's a cute analogy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and yeah, my life needs some serious sorting up and arranging too, now that it's super screwed. with alot of stuff.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-6847698531893267719?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/6847698531893267719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=6847698531893267719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6847698531893267719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6847698531893267719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/03/cleared-tribune-cupboard-with-karen.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-3044043447651005141</id><published>2008-03-23T08:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T08:59:09.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY, 60TH POST! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there IS something to celebrate, for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:21;"&gt;RG ICS DEBATE TEAM GOT INTO SORKALAM 2008 SEMI-S!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah man, i knew we'd rock and you guys could do it. my premonition proved right again, and i did foresee we'll get in :D oh and i was sure glad that i came down for the quarter finals to support, cos the round of RGS vs CHONG BOON proved something really important:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRENGTH DEFINITELY DOES NOT COME IN NUMBERS ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, we had like 12 supporters, but AWESOME people, and it was kinda scary to see like the whole chong boon indian kootam to come and support. and we still won! :D oh, and congrats chong boon; you guys did really well too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butttt, even if strength does not come in numbers, it DOES play a role in offering moral support to our dear debators. so rg ics people, PLEASE come and support rg in the semi finals against deyi! :D [yeah, it'll be broadcasted on tv]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay next, haha let me talk about the cheering part. haha cos we were like really really nervous+anticipated+excited when the results were like about to be announced. oh and razia got best speaker. CONGRATS RAZIA! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to the point, apparently the winning school was supposed to like stand up and cheer till the camera man says stop. so when they were like announcing rg, we were super super elated and were cheering our heads of like anything haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and we decided to cheer some raffles cheers, the say ra-ra-ra-raffles, say ra-ra-ra-raffles, say ra-ra-ra raflles, *clap* *clap* *clap* RAFFLES. haha so, the camera person found it fascinating, so he asked us to like take center stage and do it again, facing the camera cos he wanted to video it [and broadcast it?]. hahaha, and yeah man we were LOW and LOUD. [remember, RGS girls and their LOW growls?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, there was something that me and some others were disappointed about from the quarter finals yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:3;"&gt; i hope this does not offend anyone, cos i dont mean to. i'm not really accusing anyone here, but some schools can just be not-so-sporty players? well, yesterday while we were waiting for the debators to be done with their debrief, we were hanging out outside the 'theater'. yeah, and like a few metres from where we were, we witnessed an ongoing 'debate'. the teacher of like chong boon sec, and some other sec school was expressing her disappointment of the debate. it was perfectly fine, but it involved us. they were like arguing and complaining that the judges were unfair, how could both rg and ri get into semi finals, and about if they keep letting us win, when would they get a chance and all. overall, they just wanted to get in and were accusing that the debate was biased. oh well, the schools DID get their chance, right? oh and i'll never forget this statement, "next year, we will definitely kick RGS out of the competition. DEFINITELY" [directly translated from tamil] well, i mean even if rg lost this round, we would not be like filled with so much angst to accuse the judges and all. i know we'll be sad, but we'll work harder? oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that's about it for this post. till then wait for me next time, and wish RG debators good luck in the next round of the debate. whatever the result is of the debate, we'll be proud of you guys, and of rg ics debate! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-3044043447651005141?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/3044043447651005141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=3044043447651005141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/3044043447651005141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/3044043447651005141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/03/yay-60th-post-d-and-there-is-something.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-1680431961155234767</id><published>2008-03-02T19:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:02:04.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey. long time no blog. usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised the gap between pri sch frends and me is getting bigger. we're all getting busier, but i guess sometimes we must take a break and recall the wonderful memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a convo with LIM jiayi &lt;3 just now. seemed a long time back since we had an informal chat like this. haha, you'll know what i mean; see my printscreens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck it doesnt load now. nvm, some other day. meanwhile, here's something coped from FELLY dear's blog. :D It's really meaningful, yeah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God said: I miss talking with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said: What? I just prayed on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How often do you talk with Katie?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Think about it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, OK. Let's see . . . we usually hang together before school, then we have English and math together. And — oh yeah — we've got study hall together in the afternoon. And lunch, I forgot about lunch. We eat lunch together every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So how often do you talk with Katie?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all the time. We call each other a few times during the week to check on homework stuff. And we instant-message a lot in the evenings when we're both on the computer. I'd say we pretty much talk all the time. After all, she is my best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How often do you talk with Me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Think about it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Well . . . on Sundays at church — and at youth group. You know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd love to talk with you more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God, I already give You chitchat time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want more than chitchat. I'd like for you to tell Me everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why not? I already know what you're thinking anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. And that's just it! If You know everything, what's the big deal about me having to talk with You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Having to talk? Hmmm. I was hoping it would be more of an enjoyment instead of an obligation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, You know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're right, I do. And that's exactly what hurts Me. Most of the time when you speak with Me, it's because you feel you're supposed to, or it's because your back is against the wall and you need help — fast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know You felt that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My child, I paid the highest price I could pay for you. I long to be with you and to hear you voice your thoughts, your joys, your tears, your loneliness, your victories.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, OK. If it really means that much to You. But I still don't get this prayer thing. If You already know what I'm going to say before I even say it, what's the point in telling You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's the process.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember last week when Katie took first place in the track meet?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure! I remember. Boy, was she excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes. And you were, too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah. I am her best friend. You know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you actually heard about it before Katie told you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah! Jason told me before I even saw Katie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But when Katie rushed to you, waving her ribbon, you were just as happy and proud for her as if you were hearing the news for the first time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's friendship. That's relationship. That's love. Would you have wanted her to keep the news from you because you already knew?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way! I love it when Katie gets excited. Her face lights up with that crooked grin, and her eyes glow like sparklers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel the same way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I not only love for you to tell Me everything — I can't wait to hear it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm starting to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not finished with Katie yet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah. Let's keep talking about your friendship for just a bit longer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The more you two share (secrets, giggles, notes), and the more you two do (trips together, youth group parties, football games), the closer you become.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's doing stuff that makes us such great friends, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Partly right. But I really want you to think about this, OK?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's also the p-r-o-c-e-s-s.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The time invested in sharing and doing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I get it. We're sort of investing ourselves in each other's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exactly. And your friendship is growing because of it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you hear what I'm saying?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep talking. I'm listening, God. I really am. I want to get this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your relationship with Me is pretty static right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Static?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah. Dull. Boring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think You noticed stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm God, remember?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it doesn't have to be static. Don't forget. I died so we could have a relationship — an exciting, fun relationship, not a boring one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spend more time with Me. Talk to Me. When you cry, let Me wipe your tears. When you ace a history exam, share your good news with Me. When Lisa snubs you in the hallway, tell Me how bad it hurts. I want our relationship to grow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Lord, I've never even thought of all that. I mean, why would You be so interested in my everyday, ordinary life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because I love you. Oh, how I love you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, I'm sorry. I've pretty much left You on the shelf. I mean, yeah, I go to church, and I even read my Bible at times, and people know I'm a Christian. But You want me to grow in You too, and I haven't been — I've been static, just like You said. Will You forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I forgive you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, I want to have a best-friend, Lord-of-Lords relationship with You. I want You to own me and consume me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes! That's what I want, too. And you know what?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love the way you're praying right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying? I'm not praying. We're just talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah. And that's exactly what prayer is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Open, honest, consistent communication.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why's that?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get up early and pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You don't have to wait till tomorrow morning. Talk to Me when you get up at 1:30 a.m. to go to the bathroom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sure! And at 3 a.m. when you're tossing in bed and scrunching your pillow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! How'd You know I always? . . . Oh, yeah, You're God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, in that case, how about hanging out right now? I've got some stuff I need to talk with You about.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. This is the moment I've been waiting for.+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, we're too busy with our lives that we have no time for God. But God is and will always be our companion if we really need someone to talk to. He's always there for us, anytime; anwhere! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAISE THE LORD! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-1680431961155234767?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/1680431961155234767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=1680431961155234767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1680431961155234767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1680431961155234767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-4231165324395646339</id><published>2008-02-26T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:33:57.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just when i am super pissed and feel like ranting it all to my blog, blogger refuses to recognise my account. to HELL WITH BLOGGER. !@$%#!$@%!#$%!@!#^%!^%#^%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, if this doesnt concern you, but this is the main reason why i am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i am older than you and all, but this doesnt mean you can shout at me all you want. it's like if you want something, you need it then, right away. and you shout, scream and yell at me like anything. you refuse to believe what i say. and on top of that you go around crying saying it's all my fault. yeah thanks, it IS my fault and i was lying, which was why you found it in the end YOURSELF. and it's no use stucking up to me then, just because you need my help. It's like...when you need me you suck up to me; when you dont, you chuck me. yeah i know, this is my worth. do all you want, and please do not come to me for anything, cos i'll 'screw it all up', right? just leave me alone, will you? i got my own life to live. i dont care if i am bottling it all up, LEAVE ME ALONE and i'll be more than happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i yell/shout or scold you on msn or on the phone, it's not your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope things get better, or perhaps &lt;strike&gt;i'll get better&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-4231165324395646339?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/4231165324395646339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=4231165324395646339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4231165324395646339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4231165324395646339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-was-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-6143833090831477969</id><published>2008-02-08T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T13:30:31.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyos people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying my very very best to mug math now. i thought algebra is fun, but then ah, it's so hard. i wanna master math and [hopefully] physics by today, and some random subjects tmr, and homework on sunday. though i have a really really strong feeling that I wont be able to complete any of the following lah haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAs also coming like real real real soon man! i need to start sleeping less!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on top of that, i gotto familiarise myself for the innovation programme launch at nanyang poly script,the one that i'm emceeing. ahhh too many things but too little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need His help and guidance to bring me through this, and I believe He will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-6143833090831477969?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/6143833090831477969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=6143833090831477969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6143833090831477969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6143833090831477969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/02/heyyos-people-trying-my-very-very-best.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-8105223420986712510</id><published>2008-01-31T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:09:56.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay, i'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,&lt;br /&gt;THANKS PEOPLE FOR MAKING MY BIRTHDAY A REALLY SPECIAL ONE! THANKS FOR ALL THE PRESENTS AND THE WISHES AND FOR MAKING MY DAY BRIGHT AND SHINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now a photo update on prezzies! :D Anyways, it's the THOUGHT that counts, YEAH! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6HZ9gbXWGI/AAAAAAAAARk/t-CeX-W-Z34/s1600-h/DSC03313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6HZ9gbXWGI/AAAAAAAAARk/t-CeX-W-Z34/s320/DSC03313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161646298643257442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY PRESENTS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pW0wbXWSI/AAAAAAAAATE/ijuUPA0Dn0c/s1600-h/DSC03503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pW0wbXWSI/AAAAAAAAATE/ijuUPA0Dn0c/s320/DSC03503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164035387086559522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELGIUM chocs from JACLYN TAY! thanks LOADS JACLYN! :DDDDDD &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pVygbXWPI/AAAAAAAAASs/0DyssJgffzY/s1600-h/DSC03299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pVygbXWPI/AAAAAAAAASs/0DyssJgffzY/s320/DSC03299.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164034248920226034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear little and nicccce anabelle koong gave me THIS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pVywbXWQI/AAAAAAAAAS0/alZpmLIuvhY/s1600-h/DSC03300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pVywbXWQI/AAAAAAAAAS0/alZpmLIuvhY/s320/DSC03300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164034253215193346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MY WONDERFUL FRIEND, ALDREA LEONG gave this chocolate! yay aldrea &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pVzQbXWRI/AAAAAAAAAS8/OKr0MaTfvDc/s1600-h/DSC03504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pVzQbXWRI/AAAAAAAAAS8/OKr0MaTfvDc/s320/DSC03504.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164034261805127954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fellow wonderful tribuner aka nice frend aka photoshop expert aka FANTABULOUS KAREN gave me this cool anf funkayye packet of gummies! :D &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pTrQbXWMI/AAAAAAAAASU/andmk7_VFhk/s1600-h/DSC03303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pTrQbXWMI/AAAAAAAAASU/andmk7_VFhk/s320/DSC03303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164031925342918850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, from my darling deskmate cum mugging mate in sec 1, IVANA! :D &amp;&amp;&amp; MORE CHOCOLATES!!!! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pTrwbXWNI/AAAAAAAAASc/Uiv4oGooly4/s1600-h/DSC03307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pTrwbXWNI/AAAAAAAAASc/Uiv4oGooly4/s320/DSC03307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164031933932853458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; this from my fellow v.chair, aka ms southeastasia, aka ADE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pTsAbXWOI/AAAAAAAAASk/1y5mD5WdwZQ/s1600-h/DSC03298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pTsAbXWOI/AAAAAAAAASk/1y5mD5WdwZQ/s320/DSC03298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164031938227820770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winnie the pooh! - from fellow ino-ers, kinnari and lavanya! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pL7gbXWKI/AAAAAAAAASE/pD1S3K1x20I/s1600-h/DSC03306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pL7gbXWKI/AAAAAAAAASE/pD1S3K1x20I/s320/DSC03306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164023408422770850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from xinyi(110'080)! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pL7wbXWLI/AAAAAAAAASM/VTyio5REicc/s1600-h/DSC03304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pL7wbXWLI/AAAAAAAAASM/VTyio5REicc/s320/DSC03304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164023412717738162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my eight-year-long-friend since P1, aka sindhuja gave me..THIS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pLXgbXWJI/AAAAAAAAAR8/b69HGBWnZh0/s1600-h/DSC03309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pLXgbXWJI/AAAAAAAAAR8/b69HGBWnZh0/s320/DSC03309.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164022789947480210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from smrithi, the oldest in 207! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pK6QbXWII/AAAAAAAAAR0/NcxaY2vOmMc/s1600-h/DSC03310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pK6QbXWII/AAAAAAAAAR0/NcxaY2vOmMc/s320/DSC03310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164022287436306562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is from ziyu jie! yay i'm as old as you are now jie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pKZQbXWHI/AAAAAAAAARs/msC5WvL69Xk/s1600-h/DSC03311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6pKZQbXWHI/AAAAAAAAARs/msC5WvL69Xk/s320/DSC03311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164021720500623474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prezzie from &lt;strong&gt;ELAINE&lt;/strong&gt; dear :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks loads people for all the prezzies, well wishes and all. It's the thought that counts and thanks for making me feel special, unique and especially remembered by all of you guys on my once-a-year day! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-8105223420986712510?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/8105223420986712510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=8105223420986712510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8105223420986712510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8105223420986712510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/01/yay-im-back-firstly-thanks-people-for.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R6HZ9gbXWGI/AAAAAAAAARk/t-CeX-W-Z34/s72-c/DSC03313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-611493138003001372</id><published>2008-01-31T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T00:20:23.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!</title><content type='html'>I'M OFFICIALLY FOURTEEN! Started counting down for this like 3 months ago. COUNTDOWNS are indeed fast okay! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, thanks to all these people who wished me exactly on the dot,and many others who gave me advanced wishes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ms sexy hot babe, AARTHI &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;- my dear dear p6 NICCCE classmate, LIM JIAYI &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;- my dear thinkquest group mate, RUIXUAN &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;- my greeaaattt tribune v.chair, JIAYING &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;- my wonderful 107'07 v.chair, GRACE TAN &lt;3, who was supposed to go off at 11.55pm and I dragged her on!&lt;br /&gt;- my sister's friend, PEI YING &lt;3, and for all her well wishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting,&lt;br /&gt;- our dear PSB vice-chair 2007, aka 107'07 PSL, who HAPPENS TO SHARE THE SAME BDAE AS &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, TAMMY &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 17TH BDAE TAMMY! MAY ALL YOUR WISHES AND DREAMS OF 2008 COME TRUE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALL THOSE WHO WISHED ME AN ADVANCED BDAE in one way or another! Thanks loads guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks for making my 13th year a wonderful one! &lt;333!&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;Now, give me my prezzies! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol kidding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-611493138003001372?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/611493138003001372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=611493138003001372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/611493138003001372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/611493138003001372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='!'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-9161941505698887118</id><published>2008-01-14T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T20:17:18.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyyos people (: time for an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has been great so far. workload is starting to pour in though. expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's lit lesson was so so exceptionally funny and i laughed till i cried and had hiccups a couple of times. no, not the teacher, because of group work. aarthi, the usual funniest member of the group, was up to usual nonsense. no offence, aarthi.&lt;br /&gt;Okay apparently we were supposed to write a haiku(5-7-5) and tanka (5-7-5-7-7)about poetry, if i am not wrong, during lit lesson and discuss it as a group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so, what my wonderful group did was laughing away with random phrases of haiku sentences, such as "obama or osama; george bush or hitler" and stuff. In the end we wanted something FIERY. Lols. The haiku we managed to write:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool and blue it flows&lt;br /&gt;Reflects a burning passion&lt;br /&gt;A secret unveiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool right? Okay the funny part is when it came to the tanka. i have no idea who started it okay. In the end, after terrible laughter with people falling off chairs, &lt;strike&gt;we&lt;/strike&gt; aarthi, ade and smrithi came up with one. I am innocent okay!&lt;br /&gt;It is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poetry is bliss&lt;br /&gt;Come and give me a hot kiss&lt;br /&gt;When you come dont hiss&lt;br /&gt;Melting like hot chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Literature, you are bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLS, NO WRONG INTENTIONS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha at that time when we wrote this, we were laughing like mad idiots, when our lit teacher, Ms De Silva (new lit teacher taking over mrs clara tan. she's a relief teacher), came and saw what was written. The conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS DE SILVA: so what have you guys written so far?&lt;br /&gt;GROUP: (covers the tanka, laughing)&lt;br /&gt;AARTHI: Nvm, let's just show our creativity la.&lt;br /&gt;ME: Please, no wrong intentions&lt;br /&gt;MS DE SILVA: (reads it, shocked) you guys are too young for this.&lt;br /&gt;AARTHI: (decribing VERY vividly) no, i mean we have a really STRONG passion for literature, and through this tanka, which is so romantic, it is expressed. See our CREATIVITY&lt;br /&gt;MS DE SILVA: You people ahhh! &lt;br /&gt;GROUP: Aarthi is the youngest here. we are seated according to our birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;MS DE SILVA: NO WONDER!&lt;br /&gt;GROUP: (laugh like anything)&lt;br /&gt;MS DE SILVA: but what is mrs tan sees it?&lt;br /&gt;AARTHI: we'll be able to explain it.&lt;br /&gt;MS DE SILVA: Now that you guys have done, write another one.&lt;br /&gt;AARTHI: No problem, we'll write another PASSIONATE one.&lt;br /&gt;MS DE SILVA: WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;AARTHI: No la, just kidding. We'll be serious.&lt;br /&gt;MS DE SILVA: Okay. I'll come back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAS, and then we broke up laughing. Then we had a random caht when aarthi suddenly mentioned that she actually thinks that short people SHOULD model, cos if they got the figure, they can model well. LOLS. Then she said of how she wanted to start a modelling agency. criteria:below the height of 1.6m and we were like, aarthi, you model for the teapot industry ah? ROFLOL. Then we were telling joey, about aarthi's modelling agency and we were like, criteria number 2, you need to know how to stand like a teapot cos the theme song is gna be, I'm a little teapot short and stout. HAHAS!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we came up with a PROPER tanka at last, AND IT STILL HAS SHAKESPEARE AND HITLER! This is REALLY creative okay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakespeare or Hitler&lt;br /&gt;Both have impacted the world&lt;br /&gt;Poetry or War&lt;br /&gt;Drop of hope in sea of war&lt;br /&gt;Provides light when hope is lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, if you look at it in the surface meaning, it means, during war people are reading shakespeare's work like MERCHANT OF VENICE. Hahas. can you imagine if the people are like, run run, the soldiers are coming and bla, and you will be like, NONONO, I want to know what happened to Portia! LOLLLLLL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we asked Ms De Silva what she wants to be when she grows up (our favourite question for all our relief teachers haha). She said she doesnt know and we were telling her about aarthi's modelling ambition. HAHAS, and someone said that aarthi will be the advertiser for TRIUMPH. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say it was a funny lesson with me hicupping often from all the laughter and a possibly sick and CREATIVE lesson (in AARTHI's perspective). HAHAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How'd I wish school had so much fun like this. [NOT IN THE SICK SENSE]. Livens the day up! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a sidenote, I feel so guilty. I have not been keeping in touch that much with my dear Rulang friends. D: Realised it when I spoke to LIM JIAYI after a long time ytd, AND SHE STILL REMEMBERS MY BIRTHDAY! YAY JIAYI! &lt;3333 I hope I can still keep in touch with them, cos they mainly made up my primary part of my life. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's about it. Wait for the next update (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care peeps! &lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-9161941505698887118?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/9161941505698887118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=9161941505698887118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/9161941505698887118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/9161941505698887118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/01/heyyos-people-time-for-update.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-5287493995437266088</id><published>2008-01-05T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T22:01:50.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey peeps! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a bit late, but better late than never. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR! and all the best for the [hopefully] wonderful year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has started. So far so good. It has finally sunk in me that we're already sec 2s with all those little ones looking up to us (: And somehow, it seems like a big responsibility. Haha, maybe this is just the starting. And yeah, 207'08 rocks like totally mannn! &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know what sec 2 is gonna be like. Just my impression I have in mind is : it's gonna be harder than sec one (duh), and there's no time to slack. Hopefully I reduce procrastination this year, cos though procrastination rocks for a while, it sucks overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is, looking forward to a [hopefully] positive year ahead! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-5287493995437266088?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/5287493995437266088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=5287493995437266088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5287493995437266088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5287493995437266088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-peeps-i-know-this-is-bit-late-but.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-3589087303867193515</id><published>2007-12-30T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T23:39:38.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i learnt an important lesson recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should learn to be more selfish. yes. i really should be more selfish. speaking out for what i really want and not give in just because i want the best for people. yes, i've neglected myself alot this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always wanted the best to all those that matter to me. i wanted to give them the best i could. but many a time, not me realising it just turns back and hurt me. the ones who i felt i had my hopes on scold me, hate me and misunderstand me. but why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, my blogskin makes alot of sense to me. it's true. very true. must there be a secret me i'm forced to hide? why must we all conceal? now i see if i wear the mask, i can fool the world but i can never fool my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i guess it's time to reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;i still havent discovered my purpose on earth, my purpose in this world&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-3589087303867193515?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/3589087303867193515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=3589087303867193515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/3589087303867193515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/3589087303867193515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-learnt-important-lesson-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-4305745321042233753</id><published>2007-12-24T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T20:51:30.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people. Long time never blog eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll blog. My dedications for the year SUPPOSED to be up by end of today, but I guess the reason why it's still not up it's due to the most common &lt;strike&gt;unaccepted&lt;/strike&gt; accepted reason : PROCRASTINATION! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 has been a year of ups and downs, like every other year. Downs mainly, but after every so-called 'down', there's a valuable lesson learnt. A lesson that no books can teach. And the lesson is called EXPERIENCE. Hey it's true okay! You cant gain experience from just reading books and stuff. You need to go through it. And after each experience, there's a learning point, or for the matter point(S). Stuff that you realise your mistake from. Stuff where you discover your true self. Like the tamil saying says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yethu nathanthetho, athu nandraghave nathanthathu.&lt;br /&gt;yethu nathakiretho, athu nandraghave nathatkirethu.&lt;br /&gt;yethu nathaka poakiratho, athu nandraghave nathakkum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Direct Translation being:&lt;br /&gt;Whatever that happened, it happened for good.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever that is happening, it's happening for good.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever that is gonna happen, it is gonna happen for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This saying has a really really deep underlying meaning. Things happen for a reason and God does things for a reason. Despite all these downs, I know and can bravely tell myself that I have gained alot from all these. Learning points that not only will help me in my schooling years, but will also guide me in future, in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really owe alot of people thanks these year. No, not thanks but gratefulness that cant be expressed in words. All those people who always have been there for me throughout all these years, or drop a hi sometimes to check on me, or cheer me up when I really needed it, etc. You know I may not have said it in person, but deep inside my heart I really feel it; the genuinity of all this small yet subtle actions. And everytime I feel it, I thank God for all the wonderful stuff that he's given me: wonderful family, wonderful friends, wonderful seniors, wonderful juniors, wonderful teachers, etc. The list can just be going on and on. It's just endless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you dont know me personally or whatsoever, just as long as you are reading this blog post highlights to me how much I mean to you that you even BOTHER to read my blog. I dunno how you guys take it, but yeah, I am grateful! Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also to those people who SPAMS my email inbox with all those natpu and friendship emails. Haha! I am not meaning it in a negative kindof way...but just want to tell you how much I appreciate it. Cos, usually it's just that I am too carried on with other commitments, like schwork, cca, academic and all these kind of stuff. But I kinda guess that I usually feel stressed. And this little sweet emails on friendship, that you will always be there and stuff, are what that makes my day. I know it when people send these emails out of sincerity, and not because of, "oh, i dont want 10 years of bad luck", etc. And yet, these little emails are what that make me smile, in the midst of all my work and everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thanks for everything, everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-4305745321042233753?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/4305745321042233753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=4305745321042233753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4305745321042233753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4305745321042233753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-people_24.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-5724933804810186198</id><published>2007-12-07T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T19:08:44.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This announcement caters to all 6R'06 people. class reunion details have been confirmed. please take note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLACE&lt;/strong&gt;: fuji ice palace &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME&lt;/strong&gt;: 10am to [unlimited]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DATE&lt;/strong&gt;: wednesday, 19 dec 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEETING PLACE&lt;/strong&gt;: jurong east MRT station [outside the place where you tap your ez-link] at 9.45am. 15 minutes grace given, so please reach latest by 10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT TO BRING&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;-gloves [impt, wont be allowed to skate without them. you can purchase them though for 2 bucks a pair]&lt;br /&gt;-socks ([ong ones please if you guys dont want blisters on your feet]&lt;br /&gt;-jacket[if you are afraid it might be cold. aiya, it's normal aircon anyway]&lt;br /&gt;-student's special admission fee of $11.60. hey, it's cheap okay, as compared to the other days.&lt;br /&gt;-extra money if you want to purchase gloves&lt;br /&gt;-money for lunch. we need to dapao lunch before we enter, cos we cant go out from the rink when we've entered.&lt;br /&gt;-anything else you want to bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you guys only can make it at a later time, go ahead and come join us at the rink(: and please help spread this message round to all 6R people! let's all make this reunion cum outing a successful one, YEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: hog wont be coming so dont have to worry xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-5724933804810186198?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/5724933804810186198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=5724933804810186198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5724933804810186198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5724933804810186198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-people_07.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-6530414818391485085</id><published>2007-12-07T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:09:57.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee~! more photos. enjoy! (and do remember to tag on my tagboard!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jGx4NfPBI/AAAAAAAAARc/Vs4ZSXxfUKs/s1600-h/CIMG2749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jGx4NfPBI/AAAAAAAAARc/Vs4ZSXxfUKs/s320/CIMG2749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141077534848269330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US! during CSP lesson time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jFzoNfPAI/AAAAAAAAARU/j0LbF4sKysA/s1600-h/CIMG2747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jFzoNfPAI/AAAAAAAAARU/j0LbF4sKysA/s320/CIMG2747.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141076465401412610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group shot! whee~ &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;[dont be deceived by dharini's 'hardworking-ness'. she's just acting. :P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jFUoNfO_I/AAAAAAAAARM/igFqYYAfLNE/s1600-h/CIMG2756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jFUoNfO_I/AAAAAAAAARM/igFqYYAfLNE/s320/CIMG2756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141075932825467890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CSP 1'07 RULES!~ (right csp-ers?) &lt;br /&gt;[ohh and the big patch on my shoulder is medicated plaster, cos i sprained my shoulder that day, like for the 23747574584684893th time &gt;&lt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jEnoNfO-I/AAAAAAAAARE/X7L8L9BvGEE/s1600-h/DSC_01260046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jEnoNfO-I/AAAAAAAAARE/X7L8L9BvGEE/s320/DSC_01260046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141075159731354594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay people. whoever wants to know who's my sis who's most prolly gonna come into rg next year, this is HER. happy? X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jEJYNfO9I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Uuy65174dPo/s1600-h/DSC_01270047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jEJYNfO9I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Uuy65174dPo/s320/DSC_01270047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141074640040311762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me.(: i still havent figured why am i smiling so widely. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jDtoNfO8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/5CviCr0OeBk/s1600-h/DSC_01320052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jDtoNfO8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/5CviCr0OeBk/s320/DSC_01320052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141074163298941890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my akka! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jDP4NfO7I/AAAAAAAAAQs/JIcegoGR3wA/s1600-h/DSC_01340054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jDP4NfO7I/AAAAAAAAAQs/JIcegoGR3wA/s320/DSC_01340054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141073652197833650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear mum! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jBvoNfO6I/AAAAAAAAAQk/tzF_IpAJmmE/s1600-h/DSC_01350055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jBvoNfO6I/AAAAAAAAAQk/tzF_IpAJmmE/s320/DSC_01350055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141071998635424674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jBLoNfO5I/AAAAAAAAAQc/imVbgAFZ1xQ/s1600-h/DSC_01380058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jBLoNfO5I/AAAAAAAAAQc/imVbgAFZ1xQ/s320/DSC_01380058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141071380160134034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my family (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah people, that's about it for now. seeya! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-6530414818391485085?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/6530414818391485085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=6530414818391485085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6530414818391485085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6530414818391485085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/12/whee-more-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1jGx4NfPBI/AAAAAAAAARc/Vs4ZSXxfUKs/s72-c/CIMG2749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-4064463250553151666</id><published>2007-12-06T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:09:59.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people. i am blogging. again. nonono, not that i have an inspiration, but because...i am BORED D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this blog needa a photo update...so photos!!!!!! now SMILE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fD6INfOoI/AAAAAAAAAOk/44cVsezpKto/s1600-h/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fD6INfOoI/AAAAAAAAAOk/44cVsezpKto/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140792903070595714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dharini, nivi, aarthi, and nisha. haha i know the reason for the spasticated looks! cos the photographer was mds. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fOIoNfO2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/WEqEe_S1pe4/s1600-h/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fOIoNfO2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/WEqEe_S1pe4/s320/DSC_0095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140804147294976866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and mag bringing mstay along the corridors. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fNpoNfO1I/AAAAAAAAAP8/8pBjIQb6vlU/s1600-h/DSC_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fNpoNfO1I/AAAAAAAAAP8/8pBjIQb6vlU/s320/DSC_0096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140803614719032146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee~! ms tay blindfolded! (by YOURS SINCERELY*winks*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fNB4NfO0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/1RAlITRrqns/s1600-h/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fNB4NfO0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/1RAlITRrqns/s320/DSC_0097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140802931819232066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me signalling the class to shush as we bring mstay inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fLcoNfOxI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8fRf0RPN_kk/s1600-h/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fLcoNfOxI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8fRf0RPN_kk/s320/DSC_0098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140801192357477138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms tay pleasantly surprised and talking to 107 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fJ7INfOvI/AAAAAAAAAPY/K-EjkW19mQc/s1600-h/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fJ7INfOvI/AAAAAAAAAPY/K-EjkW19mQc/s320/DSC_0099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140799517320231666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ms tay's farewell cake(: three candles representing her three months in rgs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fJZINfOuI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/zGoNF6iCago/s1600-h/DSC_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fJZINfOuI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/zGoNF6iCago/s320/DSC_0102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140798933204679394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smrithi, nisha and nivi. o.O smrithi looks SCARRRRRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fJGoNfOtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/sIy4NCC9fao/s1600-h/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fJGoNfOtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/sIy4NCC9fao/s320/DSC_0111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140798615377099474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107-ers getting ready for class photo (: GO SEVENERS!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fIq4NfOrI/AAAAAAAAAO8/mpsKpBQCXN0/s1600-h/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fIq4NfOrI/AAAAAAAAAO8/mpsKpBQCXN0/s320/DSC_0105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140798138635729586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mds talking to the class, and 107 dao-ing him as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fHZINfOqI/AAAAAAAAAO0/E3cNON_5tq8/s1600-h/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fHZINfOqI/AAAAAAAAAO0/E3cNON_5tq8/s320/DSC_0107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140796734181423778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107 in our oh-so-cool class tee! &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fEoINfOpI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iixClPQlDc0/s1600-h/DSC_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fEoINfOpI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iixClPQlDc0/s320/DSC_0113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140793693344578194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107 with mds and mstay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; tribune sec four farewell photos! GO TRIBUNE! &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fPOoNfO3I/AAAAAAAAAQM/s8jyd7fsz-M/s1600-h/sec+4+f.+dr+sakhar+grr!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fPOoNfO3I/AAAAAAAAAQM/s8jyd7fsz-M/s320/sec+4+f.+dr+sakhar+grr!.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140805349885819762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess-who's-the-person contest! *drumroll please...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DR SAKHAR!!!!!!!!!! hahahhahahahahaha! during tribune chalet cum sec four farewell (: tribuners, is a MUST-SEE photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fQSINfO4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/_LP0fGOH6CQ/s1600-h/sec+4+f.+dr+sakhar+with+the+sec+4s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fQSINfO4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/_LP0fGOH6CQ/s320/sec+4+f.+dr+sakhar+with+the+sec+4s.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140806509526989698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dr sakhar with sec fours! whee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea that's about it. shall post other photos some other time. byeee and comment on the tagboard about the photos. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-4064463250553151666?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/4064463250553151666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=4064463250553151666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4064463250553151666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4064463250553151666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/R1fD6INfOoI/AAAAAAAAAOk/44cVsezpKto/s72-c/DSC_0076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-8040321414561221792</id><published>2007-11-30T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T15:11:12.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea yea, i know. long long time since i blogged. i guess time for updates, yea! holidays are like, passing by super fast and i guess i am the only one stuck at home not going anywhere for the holidays. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main reason why i am not really blogging much : nothing interesting's been happening in my life. the same boring routine over and over again. oh well, maybe there HAVE been interesting stuff, but yea as usual YOURS SINCERELY dont find them interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss 6R'06 like alot and alot. the times we had together and stuff. yea people, sorry for the cancellation in the 6R outing. cos you see, i coincidentally went to the rink and happened to see that it was like closed on the day we are supposed to have the outing. and it was like only 2days+ before the outing, so i tried my best to inform as may people as possible. we'll sure organise another one, same place, same day, but only the date changed yeah. most probably on 19dec or 26dec. will keep you guys updated. sorry for all the inconvenience caused. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i still cant believe we are gonna be like sec twos next year. i mean in paper it's easy to believe and stuff, but i guess reality hasnt struck me yet. haha i respond quite late to these stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried tidying my table,but dint manage to. have been trying for a long long long time, but somehow the mess just doesnt seem tempting to err...clear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry people, i am trying to cut down on movies and hanging out with you guys and stuff, cos i am super broke. have spent alot and alot and alot during these holidays. but hey, this doesnt mean you guys dont get birthday presents. i'll still try to get them yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i somehow am expecting alot of rulangnites to come to rg next year. i mean like dsa already about 4 got in? and psle scores are like WHOA. haha i can imagine turning every corner of the school and see someone familiar. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plan to slack less and work harder next year, cos i realised i was super super lazy in year one. i hope la. somehow i dont seem the stick to my plans. haha, coming up halfway of my new year resolution list. i guess i need to make alot more sacrifices next year. shant elaborate. but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's how life continues going on and on and on and stuff. as the days pass, somehow you feel they become shorter and faster. but yea, the less time you have, the more you accomplish stuff. which is somewhat a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, 62 MORE DAYS to you-know-what! *hint hint*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-8040321414561221792?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/8040321414561221792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=8040321414561221792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8040321414561221792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8040321414561221792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/11/hey-peeps-yea-yea-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-5104270784736936149</id><published>2007-11-21T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T19:20:36.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOO! blogging again. you guys better thank KAREN for this. yeah. cos she tagged me to do a quiz, and i missed quizzes. so i'll do yeah!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tagged by &lt;strong&gt;KAREN! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name one person who made you laugh last night.&lt;br /&gt;My younger sis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 0800?&lt;br /&gt;My usual lazing around within the first hour of my waking up :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing 30 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;uhm, trying to do something about the mess on my table(s).&lt;br /&gt;[this is the exact thing I will be saying if you ask me the exact question ONE WEEK ago. -.-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to you in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;loads! uhm, mainly last year in rulang ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you said out loud?&lt;br /&gt;"Wait mum! I'm coming" to my mum. &lt;br /&gt;[but i OBVIOUSLY ended up going like ages later -.-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many beverages did you have today?&lt;br /&gt;One, milo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color is your hairbrush?&lt;br /&gt;RED for TARBET. &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you paid for?&lt;br /&gt;Dinner last night. For my family. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you last night?&lt;br /&gt;At home. DUH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color is your front door?&lt;br /&gt;WHITE! :D for peace? &lt;br /&gt;[i promote world peace!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you keep your change?&lt;br /&gt;change compartment in my wallet. like duh? where else can I keep it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s the weather like today?&lt;br /&gt;FINE! :D For once, it didnt rain today! &lt;br /&gt;[oh well, in the WEST that is]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s the best ice-cream flavor?&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind anything. seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What excites you?&lt;br /&gt;randoming and crapping and being lame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to cut your hair?&lt;br /&gt;nope. cos my hair will be a total DISASTER if it's short.&lt;br /&gt;[it already is. -.-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you over the age of 25?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Right, believe me.&lt;br /&gt;[I know people who will. the people at GV!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you talk a lot?&lt;br /&gt;NO. I SWEAR I DONT. oh well, you guys know me MUCH better. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you watch the O.C.?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone named Steven?&lt;br /&gt;Steven Covey from uhm..."the 7 habits of highly effective people?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you make up your own words?&lt;br /&gt;yes, if you count the alphabet hunt during tribune chalet! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a jealous person?&lt;br /&gt;nope. i feel happy for others yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘A’.&lt;br /&gt;Aldrea! &lt;3, Ade [that's TWO!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘K’.&lt;br /&gt;KAREN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;333333333333333333333333333 wheeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who’s the first person on your received call list?&lt;br /&gt;secret. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does the last text message you received say?&lt;br /&gt;'hey. remember to inform me of your sis psle result tmr! i really really hope she can get into rg!' - from a certain friend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you chew on your straw?&lt;br /&gt;yeah sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have curly hair?&lt;br /&gt;Yep. I dont mind it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where’s the next place you’re going to?&lt;br /&gt;KITCHEN. to EAT! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who’s the rudest person in your life?&lt;br /&gt;I dont consider much people as rude. actually i dont at all. so i seriously dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;chicken curry for lunch! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you get married in the future?&lt;br /&gt;we'll see when the time comes, cos this is a really hard question yeah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s the best movie you’ve seen in the past 2 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;THE BEE MOVI! watched with rui xuan and long jian (: it rocked, TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*quoted from rx:*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cow: How come a mosquito can be a lawyer?&lt;br /&gt;Mooseblood: I'm already a bloodsucking parasite, all I need is a briefcase!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S THE BEST LINE OF COMIC RELIEF IN THE HISTORY OF ALL DREAMWORKS ANIMATED MOVIES. It's so politically correct, it's wrong:D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO WATCH IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone you like right now?&lt;br /&gt;My family and frenz? And everyone who mean something to me, no matter how big or small. &lt;3 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you did the dishes?&lt;br /&gt;Just?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you currently depressed?&lt;br /&gt;nope. yay! ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you cry today?&lt;br /&gt;nope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you answer and post this?&lt;br /&gt;Because KAREN tagged me!!!!!! I did it FOR karen. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 5 people who would do this survey.&lt;br /&gt;rui xuan, kinnari, shieu huei, christine CHEAH, and uhm anyone else who sees this xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about it yeah! BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-5104270784736936149?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/5104270784736936149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=5104270784736936149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5104270784736936149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5104270784736936149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/11/boo-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-8170957580868999163</id><published>2007-11-11T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T20:38:50.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. i am blogging again, after some time. you must be honoured kay, to read that i am blogging again. (: As t have told to most of you who have be incessantly buggingthe reason why i am not updating, is mainly my desperate need for inspiration. Oh well, this doesnt mean i have gotten inspiration. It just means that i have nothing better to do yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so for what have happened so far is:&lt;br /&gt;1)107 Ice Skating Outing&lt;br /&gt;2)Net Carn 07&lt;br /&gt;3)Farwell(s)&lt;br /&gt;4)Deepavali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like blogging about any of those for now. no inspiration to. but man, i had a great time kay! yeah, so just take the hint yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i wonder why certain things happen. are they all for a reason? i still dont know. oh well, life is always like that. you never know what happen, but there is always a reason, just that you arent aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, which reminds me of an incident. you see, my family has this fryer that is not in use anymore, and we left it outside our house. and then a few days back, when me and my mum were leaving to the temple, we saw this sight of like a burnt fryer. it was super shocking yeah. beside it was this cigarette box. apparently, someone tried to start a fire, and just left it like that and left. good thing that the fryer is not able to burn, but melt, so it melted until a certain point and stopped. i wonder what would have happened, if the fryer was able to burn. i am confused. who would do such a thing to us? i mean, it may be some prank. but who knows, the world is such that you dont know who are those waiting to revenge you. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i gtg soon now. that's about it for now. (: take care, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;81 MORE DAYS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO KAREN:&lt;br /&gt;ps:karen, i'll blog about you on another post, cos i know i am gna blog alot, so i need time :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-8170957580868999163?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/8170957580868999163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=8170957580868999163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8170957580868999163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8170957580868999163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-8717177229492867619</id><published>2007-10-27T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T21:38:50.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I want to apologise about yestersay. I heard from my sisters that a couple of people called me at 9pm++ yesterday night and didnt believe I was sleeping. Actually, I WAS sleeping. Too tired yesterday..slept from 6pm to 12 midnight and stayed awake the whole day..Haha, actually like that for the past few days. My sleeping schedule has become SCREWED. And I JUST woke up, AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a fun day after our thinkquest meeting...but on top of being broke, I spent loads of money and am currently in $35 debts, with all my savings COMPLETELY wiped out. Coincidentally, met other 6R people..YAY! long time since we saw them. Then went to ice skating ring at JEC. Was really cool. After that, checked out all the prices for 6R '06 gathering and 107'07 gathering...and chit chatted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,I want to praise 107 for something:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WELL DONE 107 FOR DRAMA NIGHT! THOUGH WE DINT GET IN, YOU GUYS DID A GREAATTT JOB! KEEP IT UP AND KEEP THE SPIRIT GOING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, 107'07 is INDEED more than &lt;3333333333333333333!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is 6R'06! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-8717177229492867619?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/8717177229492867619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=8717177229492867619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8717177229492867619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8717177229492867619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey-people-firstly-i-want-to-apologise.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-8217409713462492785</id><published>2007-10-21T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T18:18:53.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, to kill the boredom I am currently experiencing, I shall do a quiz. Oh well, I am just too bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was tagged by &lt;strong&gt;Karen&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out your Top 5 Birthday Presents Which You Wish For: (in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[I am NOT fussy abt bdae presents anyway (:]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Health (oh well, I am forever falling sick)&lt;br /&gt;2. A better year ahead (well, as compared to this year)&lt;br /&gt;3. Crumpler~~&lt;br /&gt;4. CSI DVDs &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;5. Photoshop CS3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged you was: &lt;strong&gt;KAREN &lt;333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;CCA mates, person whom I always rant about _____ to x)&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;always highhh, smarrrrt, nicccccce, loyal, greatt!&lt;br /&gt;4. Most memorable thing he/she has done for you?&lt;br /&gt;Loads to say memorable...but I guess the time she hugged me before the exams, as I was not feeling too good, and cheering me up&lt;br /&gt;5. Most memorable words she has said to you?&lt;br /&gt;Can't exactly remember...says LOADS of encouraging stuff&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, you will?&lt;br /&gt;well, talk about it when she becomes then... xD&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing much...but I guess, GOING OFFLINE TOO SOON. She must stay loooonger online.&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;Well...she WONT. I an bet you that.&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;criticising her love for Bleach? well, i dno...&lt;br /&gt;10. The thing you desire to do most for him/her would be?&lt;br /&gt;Show her how much I appreciate her friendship and encouragements! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;11. Overall impression of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;GREAATTTTT buddy!!!&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;Urm, CHOCOLATE lover? Cos I seem to be FOREVER eating chocolates when I talk/chat with her.&lt;br /&gt;13. A character trait you love about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;I don't cry(as in literally) easily, and I don't hold grudges/revenge&lt;br /&gt;14. A character trait you hate about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;NOT ENOUGH SLEEP. well, ALOT of people nag at me for this.&lt;br /&gt;15. Person you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;myself yeah!&lt;br /&gt;16. Say something to the people who care for you!&lt;br /&gt;Welll, you people are great...and I will ALWAYS &lt;33333 you'll?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people to know what they feel about you. in no particular order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Karen said, I shall take this as list 10 people who are OBVIOUSLY dying of boredom and wouldn't mind this quiz (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. lavanya R!&lt;br /&gt;2. ade!&lt;br /&gt;3. josie!&lt;br /&gt;4. christine CHEAH!&lt;br /&gt;5. kinnari!&lt;br /&gt;6. rui xuan!&lt;br /&gt;7. lihui!&lt;br /&gt;8. aarthi!&lt;br /&gt;9. shieu huei!&lt;br /&gt;10. RAMYA! &lt;3 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #6 [rui xuan] having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;oh well...i dont know yeah. [she'll prolly kill me if I tell even if I know]&lt;br /&gt;Is #9 [shieu huei] a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;female.&lt;br /&gt;If #7 [lihui] and #10 [ramya] are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;urm, together as friends? I guess they will be okay?&lt;br /&gt;How about #8 [aarthi] and #5 [kinnari]?&lt;br /&gt;schoolmates?&lt;br /&gt;What is #2 [ade] studying about?&lt;br /&gt;oh well, how to be a better 'miss southeastasian ambassador'? jkjk [ade, dont kill me]&lt;br /&gt;When was the last you talked to #3 [josie]?&lt;br /&gt;today, online....about the class tee.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music does #8 [aarthi] like?&lt;br /&gt;urm, ROCK songs, that involves alot of butt-shaking? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Does #1 [lavanya R] have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, a younger bro, who apparently shares the smae birthday as ME! (:&lt;br /&gt;Will you woo #3?&lt;br /&gt;wtv for?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! &lt;br /&gt;How about #7 [lihui]?&lt;br /&gt;well, I am not what you think. &lt;br /&gt;Is #4 [christine] single?&lt;br /&gt;NO SHE ISNT. jkjk (chris, DONT kill me)    well, she IS single (: 13, what you expect?!&lt;br /&gt;What's #5[kinnari]'s surname?&lt;br /&gt;sahita i think&lt;br /&gt;How about #10[ramya]'s?&lt;br /&gt;ramaswami? (my grandad's name!)&lt;br /&gt;#4[christine]'s hobby?&lt;br /&gt;robotics? i think so...&lt;br /&gt;Do #5[kinnari] and #9[lihui] get along?&lt;br /&gt;I doubt they dno each other...&lt;br /&gt;Where does #2[ade] study at?&lt;br /&gt;All over SEA, currently on vacation break-cum-schooling in RG. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;Say something casual about #1[;avanya]?&lt;br /&gt;heyhey! ({&lt;br /&gt;Have you tried developing feelings about #8[aarthi]?&lt;br /&gt;well, why should I!?!?! she's a nice frend (:&lt;br /&gt;Where does #9[shieu huei] live?&lt;br /&gt;Boon Lay?&lt;br /&gt;Are #5[kinnari] and 1#[lavanya] best friends?&lt;br /&gt;prolly.&lt;br /&gt;Does #7[lihui] like #2[ade]?&lt;br /&gt;they dont know each other, but if they do, i am sure lihui will like ade as a NICE frend. (:  (ade, see, I am still NICE to you}&lt;br /&gt;How did you get to know #2[ade]?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; RG 107'07 &lt;/strike&gt; DUH, I am a SPORE ambassador too. So I know ambassadors like HER. jkjk x}&lt;br /&gt;Does #1[lavanya] have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;no?...unless she treats her bro as a pet. (:&lt;br /&gt;Is #7[lihui] the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;YEA, SHE IS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it. And you can do the quiz also, if you are BORED like ME. (: Take care and seeya! &lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-8217409713462492785?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/8217409713462492785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=8217409713462492785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8217409713462492785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8217409713462492785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay-to-kill-boredom-i-am-currently_21.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-7595530267810095044</id><published>2007-10-21T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:10:06.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, i guess i shall blog about pics from loooooong ago. random pictures yeah (: [too lazy to write captions...you can think up your own ones! 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RxsVZXra9fI/AAAAAAAAAKM/9rej_Acl2-g/s320/DSC02171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123712526661121522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RxsUr3ra9eI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ds53S1r1Ztc/s1600-h/DSC02170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RxsUr3ra9eI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ds53S1r1Ztc/s320/DSC02170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123711744977073634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RxsUJ3ra9dI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bw3aNu3Q8Js/s1600-h/DSC02169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RxsUJ3ra9dI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/bw3aNu3Q8Js/s320/DSC02169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123711160861521362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. that's about it. might blog later, to kill time(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes, we see most things clearly when we are looking through our tears.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-7595530267810095044?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/7595530267810095044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=7595530267810095044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/7595530267810095044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/7595530267810095044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay-i-guess-i-shall-blog-about-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rxsoonra97I/AAAAAAAAANs/Ai8fKWKIEQ8/s72-c/DSC02088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-9045373300539942469</id><published>2007-10-20T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T07:20:42.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I totally feel nothing. This week has come and gone. I still feel nothing, regardless of what results I get. I don't see the big fuss over it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; I can't be bothered of my results actually &lt;/strike&gt; Oh well, maybe I DO bother, like trying my best and all, but I don't have any emotions like, "Oh wow! I improved ALOT since last MYAs", or "I should have tried harder. I wonder how am I gonna tell my mum". Maybe, I do feel this, but yeah, I think I have become numb to all these. Maybe I have become numb to emotions as a whole, especially after so much that has happened in the course of this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is certainly one that made me see the challenges in life, the starting journey of a teenager. I have certainly learnt alot indeed, and there have been quite a number of lesson-learning incidents that have made me stronger as a person. And I also have turned into one, who can't be bothered of what others think of you, and just be what you are. Trust me, have confidence in yourself, have faith in yourself and BELIEVE in yourself. It helps, don't be a person that you are expected to be or you expect yourself to be, just be yourself. It gives you less troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, a little late greeting to my dear Aldrea, whose birthday was yesterday. Sorry Aldrea, I was too tired to blog ytesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 13TH BIRTHDAY &lt;333 , AND WELCOME TO THE CHALLENGING STAGE OF YOUR LIFE... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Aldrea : You are a very very special girl. You are not growing older, you are getting better. Don't underestimate yourself, and like I said earlier, just believe in yourself, have confidence and faith. Even if your hardwork, determination and peseverance is not paid of today, it definitely will some other day. Just JIAYOU and never give up. You won't if you believe you can. Whether you believe you can or you can't you are always right. Leave all your problems to Him, for when He brings you to it, He will bring you through it. (: And remember : What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us. I hope you heed my little advice for your birthday, well I guess it will help you alot. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for all those who are worrying and depressed over exams, just remember, this is NOT the end of the world. Show that you are sorry by working hard for next year, yeah? Chill, people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-9045373300539942469?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/9045373300539942469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=9045373300539942469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/9045373300539942469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/9045373300539942469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-totally-feel-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-1123712959201712534</id><published>2007-10-16T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T11:40:35.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I FINALLY SUCCESSFULLY WATCHED SIVAJI!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, people, I know I am super late....but who cares? I STILL WATCHED IT KAY! Haha, an accomplishment...should blog about Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday the most interesting thing that happened is, I went out with Aldrea to shop for her birthday present! Yeah, actually she was like talking to me on the phone whether I can go out with her after her service. Then I was like, what is your church name, and she was like Jurong Christian Church, the one in Jurong. Then I start going OMG!OMG!OMG! cos it was like right beside my house haha. So I had to meet her at her church, but she was still eating in the hawker centre with her church mates, so I went there yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to JP first, collecting all the brochures on the way haha. I was asking aldrea to collect as well then she was like why. Then I told her, because they only earn their money when they give the whole set finish. Haha, so we collected the brochures, flyers, etc and dumped them in the next dustbin. Went looking for keychains, but not interesting haha. So we went to wallet shop to admire the stuff there for a while, before we went to Westmall. Yeah, WESTMALL. Haha, and my dear fickle minded Aldrea could not decide which keychain she wants, took SOOO long to decide and stuff. And then we went to BK before going home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that was mainly about sunday....rahhh I didn't know these 5 days can be THIS boring. rahhh, then how can I survive the REAL holidays which are like...2months++? But boredom is way much welcomed then stress yeah? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That reminds me, I better go start hog's work cos I have not done anything MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, see you all guys soon! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-1123712959201712534?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/1123712959201712534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=1123712959201712534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1123712959201712534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1123712959201712534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-finally-successfully-watched-sivaji.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-8858431353017425442</id><published>2007-10-14T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T22:01:47.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy bdae chris</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="maroon"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 13TH BDAE CHRISTINE AND MAY ALL YOUR WISHES COME TRUE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[I DEFINITELY WONT LET TODAY GO BY WITHOUT WISHING YOU HAPPY BDAY. YAY! YOU ROCK!]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishes means inlclusive of gaining more weight eh? You must gain 5kg by the end of this same time next year. JIAYOU! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we are in the same boat. (though I am moving on in err...3-4 months time?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put all your worries aside and dont worry too much eh? Come, cheer up and smile...you surely wouldnt't want to be sad throughout the whole year round, or rather YOURS SINCERELY would not want you to be sad right. Cheer up bud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember our primary school days &lt;strike&gt; and how I used to squeeeeeze you &lt;/strike&gt;  Haha! I will always remember your birthday every year and wish you every year. So yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  here's a little nice sweet message for a little nice sweet friend :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just wanted to wish you a Happy Birthday and to let you know that you are not alone. Should you need someone to lean on, I will be here for you. In this world, where everything seems uncertain, only one thing is definite. You'll always be my friend, beyond words, beyond time and beyond distance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I mean it. (: &lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-8858431353017425442?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/8858431353017425442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=8858431353017425442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8858431353017425442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8858431353017425442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-bdae-chris.html' title='happy bdae chris'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-6745362837530611720</id><published>2007-10-10T04:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T04:58:42.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MS DIANA! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were someone who never hesitated when it came to sacrifice for your pupils. Your birthday will always be remembered and celebrated, just like always. We will always love you, and will live on with your memories. You were always there, with a big smile, and making our days, just by the little smile. I will always remember those little deeds you did that impacted our lives greatly, now that you are no longer around. Though it's a loss, there you are up there with Allah's care and love. Stay smiling always, and bless all of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rest in Peace&lt;br /&gt;Ms Diana, 04 0ct 2007&lt;br /&gt;The teacher who loved and was loved.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You were a teacher who gave, and got. You were always cheerful. Til now, the only image I can remember of you is you smiling. You have gone to a better place now, rest in peace and bless all your pupils." quoted from Rui Xuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rui Xuan, I totally agree with you. Let's all move on, and there she will be watching over us, like our guardian angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I prayed to God and blessings from her before my EYAs, and everything went on well. Thanks Ms Diana, for all the support you have given me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think I am beginning to accept it; though sometimes I feel that I cant face it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-6745362837530611720?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/6745362837530611720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=6745362837530611720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6745362837530611720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6745362837530611720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-ms-diana-you-were.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-839535141814946084</id><published>2007-10-10T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T04:49:43.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>see, proof that I am awake studying CHINESE. Rahh, I intended not to sleep tonight, but fell asleep in front of com. So frustrated with myself....And I am done with Chem! Yay! Rahhh, exams is in like 3h time and I am STILL awake. Hopefully I dont fall asleep and doze off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's for now, I need to get back into MUGGING. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I so &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; Aldrea so much for talking to me last night and making me feel better.Aldrea, I DO have the strength to carry on, and I WILL do it! (: &lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-839535141814946084?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/839535141814946084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=839535141814946084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/839535141814946084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/839535141814946084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/10/see-proof-that-i-am-awake-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-4650083869125435456</id><published>2007-10-07T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T23:18:46.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people. I am mugging history now, cos I did nothing for thapast two days. I couldnt concentrate and got easily distracted because of what happened. So now, I gotto chiong everything and tang. Rahhhh! I intend to learn all the notes by 12 midnight. Haha, talking to my dear aldrea now on the phone. teaching her how to study history by just visualising. Hey, it's true. Visualisation helps okay. It rocks okay. you dont have to memorise when you visualise. haha, i find aldrea super cute. Lol! Okay, gotto go on now and mug. Good luck for EYAs people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still have not accepted it yet. I guess I just need time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-4650083869125435456?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/4650083869125435456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=4650083869125435456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4650083869125435456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4650083869125435456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-1662743394122265633</id><published>2007-10-06T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:10:06.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has still not sunken in that I wont get to see her again. I still cant believe the harsh reality. I still cant accept it and I dont want to accept it...I dont have a choice, do I? I guess, I will have to wait for time to work its wonders, to allow me to be willing to accept the fact...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RweAXXra9cI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5lplII8EIG8/s1600-h/msdiana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RweAXXra9cI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5lplII8EIG8/s320/msdiana.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118200640511342018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU FOREVER AND EVER, MS DIANA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-1662743394122265633?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/1662743394122265633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=1662743394122265633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1662743394122265633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1662743394122265633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-has-still-not-sunken-in-that-i-wont.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RweAXXra9cI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5lplII8EIG8/s72-c/msdiana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-6764439558873466290</id><published>2007-10-06T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T14:24:06.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you will always be a part of us...'/><title type='text'>passing on</title><content type='html'>A message to the dearly departed : Rest in Peace. You will always be a part of all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first heard the news from lingzhi, I was like, errr...really?! omg?! Lingzhi was like yes. I could not believe it. I did not want to hear it. I could not accept it. Without me knowing, I started crying. I mean, how can't I cry? It was just shocking and too sudden. Plus, it's the wrong time too. Hari Raya is just round the corner, plus her birthday is like in 4 days time. We can't do anything much...we don't control fate. But let's all think this way : She's in a better place now, up there. Looking on the positive side, I remember my mum once saying, malays believe that if they pass away during the fasting month, their souls will be blessed and go to Allah, or something like that. It's just that God needed another angel up there, an angel to be chosen for his garden. So yeah, let's all pray for her; for Him to take care of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I think of her, I remember that she was one who always kept smiling...and she was one of the bestest and nicest teachers. I remember once after Cluedo school challenge, she needed to attend one of her good friend's weddings and it was like raining real heavily. She delayed her friend's wedding, just to drop us at our homes so that we wouldn't be caught in the rain. I just wonder and pity how all those little kids in her form class will react. They are young; they might not know much. Poor things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like my first time I have experienced a passing away of one who was somewhat close to me. I believe, because of that and the fact that we were her first students, the news had hit me quite hard. And I need the strength to carry on. Eventhough it might take some time, I believe that this whole thing as whole will make me stronger as a person. I know I have to meet more stuff like that in my life...it's just a matter of time. But yeah, she and memories of her will still linger, and be part of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I think I better start appreciating all those around me and tell them how much I love them, before....it is too late. Yeah people, I love all of you guys. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Rest in Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-6764439558873466290?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/6764439558873466290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=6764439558873466290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6764439558873466290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6764439558873466290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/10/passing-on.html' title='passing on'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-7090758641129682231</id><published>2007-10-01T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:45:29.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time flies fast...'/><title type='text'>my past yr (:</title><content type='html'>Heyy people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I am back again. Yeah, and &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHILDREN'S DAY &lt;/strong&gt;to all you guys out there. It is so fun to remain as a kid, where you are so carefree, last minute and all. I miss those times. Being a teenager is challenging, new obstacles and you tend to face stuff that you have never experienced. Which is like a 'wow' feeling. And you are stronger as a teen. Honestly (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reflecting on how I have changed over this year. I think I have changed alot. I have grown more as an individual, and RGS has moulded me to a more mature person. At least that's what my ex-classmates say. I think I agree. I finally see the point of the naggings of mum and hog last year to mug, mug and mug for psle, to revise, to go through all mistakes. All those incessant naggings. I finally see the point. It's mainly to get into a good secondary school, where they mould you...mould you to your fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a teenager has been challenging. But my peers were always there for me...we were all experiencing the same phase of being a teenager, and I guess being in a girls' school made us open up to each other more. We went through this journey of sec one, the first year in sec sch together. &lt;strong&gt;107, the &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;, we had all been together this year, went through all the thick and thin moments, those sweet and sour bits of life, and though we had quite a number of not-so-good moments, I guess they are just experiences....experiences that teach you valuable life lessons, experiences that make sure you wont repeat them, and experiences that make you grow up. Yeah, all these are the little bits that mould us all together as an individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, for the change in the number of subjects, as well as the revision and work load...well, we all adapted to it yeah? It is amazing to see how we have survived this 9 months, with all the year one work done, and waiting to cross the next maze to the second level - the EYAs. Haha, time really flies fast. Orientation seems so yesterday, but it is way after yesterday. I guess, all these are part and parcel of our lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And soon, we will all be seniors, whom the next batch of sec ones will look forward too. And also, we will be taking up new positions in CCA, etc, and also, we will be angels to our cute little sec one mortals. Haha, I cant imagine! In no time, soon there will come this day where all of us, will have to say goodbye to RGS, as we remember the fond memories we shared, and all those experiences we went through. Until then, let's all enjoy our journey here together, so that we will have a pleasant destination ahead ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I will keep this post, and NEVER delete it, to mark as a comparison, when I write my future post in Sec 4 (: Let's see the change then! Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-7090758641129682231?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/7090758641129682231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=7090758641129682231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/7090758641129682231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/7090758641129682231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-past-yr.html' title='my past yr (:'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-5499995848830139505</id><published>2007-09-25T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T21:55:09.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='where is the humanity?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people! Long time no blog. I was just too lazy. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday basically we watched this geo presentation prepared by mrs ng on food starvation and all those poor kids starving. It touched me so much. I mean here in Spore we have more than enough to eat and all, and sometimes we even waste food, and there they are suffering like hell. Poor people. And I dint know that “where is my love” by black eyed peas, Justin Timberlake was super meaningful. I have never actually listened to the lyrics before. Esp the part where the lyrics go, “where is the humanity?” Yup, srsly where is the humanity? I find this super unfair, but we are part of the picture too. My new goal in future: to make a difference to those people there. I don’t know when I will accomplish it, probably when I grow up and start earning my own pay. I might be embarking on this with Ivana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am deciding on sponsoring a family, with some others, for $40 per month. I feel so bad after knowing their states, and I cant help not doing anything and just watching it all happen. It’s so heartless….and where is the humanity? Nobody is gonna stop me in this initiative, and nobody will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, and if you guys want to make a difference as well, this wont take that much time. If you have time to read my blog means, you can afford this. This is just a simple favour+plea from Vicky. Go to www.thehungersite.com and click on the button. Everytime you click, 1.1 cups of food is given to the poor by the sponsorers. Just click on the button everyday. It’s FREE. Wont cost you much. If all of us do it, estimate the amount of food that will be given the poor. Come on people, let’s all be humane and do this little service for the poor, which will definitely go a long way. And together, WE CAN MAKE A DIFFENCE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-5499995848830139505?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/5499995848830139505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=5499995848830139505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5499995848830139505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5499995848830139505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-people-long-time-no-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-3268325482373275665</id><published>2007-09-09T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T20:08:04.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ethnography session...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. I think long time since I last blogged. Alot of things happened on the last few days. I think I should start off wiht Friday then. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and vj got called to rulang by our dear hoggy for ethnographic session with 6u. 6r'06 people, you guys rmber? The session we used to have with his ex students last year? Yeah that one. And apparently, Weibo, Edward and Wei Chin was doing CIP in rulang by helping hoggy to do gardening. Okay, where was I? Oh ya, I reached Rulang like slightly late due to some unfortunate thg that happend in the morning. Yeah, then me and vj went up to 6u. I was like expecting to be like sabotaged by hoggy, as apparently I heard the preparation that he had made 6u do for this ethnographic session. Yeah, hoggy apparently told alot of stuff about me and vj to 6u la. Stuff that I would not like to be told. And he knew it. He had this evil grin on his face. Anyway, I could not believe that I was so politically correct for once. &lt;strike&gt;plus for those in front if you noticed, i was smsing when vj was speaking. &lt;/strike&gt; I passed all the questions where I went like, "errr" to vj. Haha. Typical me. Yeah, and I guessed it went smooth. Hoggy thanked me for giving politically correct answers to 6u.  And hoggy also called 2 students of his 6u'02 batch back, namely sacharissa (who is now in s'pore polytechnic), and hewlett (who is now in hwa chong jc). They are really really nice people. Then when hoggy was like introducing them to 6u, he was like, hewlett wants to be something that I highly think that none of you here would want to be. He wants to be a psychologist. And then, I raised up my hand imeediately also. Then hoggy was like, oh, you want to be a psychologist also. I think I learnt quite a bit about my future career path from hewlett. After the ethnography sessions with both batches, we went to wait for hoggy to end of his supp class in the HOD room, cos he promised to treat us to lunch! Then, there I talked to Sacharissa and Hewlett for a while about school stuff and all. (: After his supp class, hog treated 6 of us to Mac (plus weibo and edward), and we were like, we can walk, it's very near, and then hoggy was like, no can squeeze, can squeeze. Typical him. Then we ended up to have 6 people squeezed into hoggy's car. Haha, lol. Hoggy was real generous. I estimated he spent at least 40 bucks in Mac on us. Whoa. Haha, we all sat down and chatted about all the random stuff, and I remember hoggy once saying something like, it's so nice to see my different batches of students sitting down and having lunch with me. Haha, lol. Yeah, and then after that the 6r people went back to rulang with hoggy and we slacked a little while before going home (: That was Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall blog about Saturday later. Dont feel like now. Until then, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-3268325482373275665?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/3268325482373275665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=3268325482373275665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/3268325482373275665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/3268325482373275665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-2785868883664165441</id><published>2007-09-06T19:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T19:50:42.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy bdae lihui'/><title type='text'>Happy Bdae Lihui</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 13TH BDAE LIHUI AND MAY ALL YOUR WISHES COME TRUE! (sorry for the slightly late greeting, cos I just realised. heh.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, here's and a little message for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is a gift that gold cannot buy&lt;br /&gt;A blessing that's rare and true&lt;br /&gt;That's the gift of a wonderful person coming into my life&lt;br /&gt;Like I have in you! Happy Birthday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times you used to wait for me after supp classes and we going home LATTEEE together after school and all. Thanks for all the memories and enjoy your bdae! &lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-2785868883664165441?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/2785868883664165441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=2785868883664165441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/2785868883664165441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/2785868883664165441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-bdae-lihui.html' title='Happy Bdae Lihui'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-6405839310151607592</id><published>2007-09-06T19:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T19:25:47.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PLEASE do end...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, first maybe I shoul post something funny. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Vicky&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Vicky!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;About one tenth of vicky is permanently covered in ice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;68 percent of all UFO sightings are by vicky.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Humans share over 98 percent of their DNA with vicky.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you drop vicky from more than three metres above ground level, she will always land feet-first!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vicky is physically incapable of sticking her tongue out!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fish travel in schools, but whales travel in vicky!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vicky can use only about ten percent of her brain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only 55 percent of Americans know that the sun is made of vicky.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Olive oil was used for washing vicky in the ancient Mediterranean world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vicky does not have toes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so today was a slack day i guess. Still bad as usual. Ran total of 12.5 km today. Felt much better and refreshed after running Morning I ran 7.5km for 45mins, and in the evening i ran 5km for 30mins, and the thing is a i ran NON-STOP! whee~~ I need to build my stamina, cos it has been like 1 year since I stopped my weekly run at the stadium and also, my PFT timing is so terrible. Yeah, I intend to run at least once a week on school days, and everyday during HOLIDAYS! and lavanya wants to join me too! And my new target for next year PFT 2.4 is at most 12mins. Yeah, so i MUST work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it...another bad day today. haiz...how i hope these holidays would come to an end...*sighs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-6405839310151607592?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/6405839310151607592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=6405839310151607592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6405839310151607592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6405839310151607592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-people-haha-first-maybe-i-shoul.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-1037859630756193324</id><published>2007-09-05T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T00:19:06.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wheee~ new blogskin'/><title type='text'>New Blogskin!</title><content type='html'>Hey once again! Changed blogskin! Haha, anyway, this blogskin is made by &lt;strong&gt;KAREN&lt;/strong&gt;! And yeah, apparently, it was after the album : The Best Damn thing by Avril was released.(right Karen?) And yeah, Avril looks so HOT in that image. So, that's about it. Until then, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-1037859630756193324?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/1037859630756193324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=1037859630756193324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1037859630756193324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1037859630756193324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-blogskin.html' title='New Blogskin!'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-4381930428014795231</id><published>2007-09-05T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T00:19:28.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karen is love (((((((:'/><title type='text'>wheeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;SPECIAL THANKS GO OUT TO MY DEAR DEAR KAREN, THE BLOGGER PRRROOOO FOR HELPING ME OUT WITH SOME SCREWED BLOGGER PROBLEMS! &lt;3333333333333333 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen, now you better say you love me too! Haha, jkjk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-4381930428014795231?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/4381930428014795231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=4381930428014795231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4381930428014795231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4381930428014795231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/09/testing-testing-testing.html' title='wheeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-3938862194531242283</id><published>2007-09-05T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:10:11.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='petai is love (:'/><title type='text'>petai craze!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt bored and so sick and tired of the holidays, so felt like blogging about something that I came across...This piece of information may be helpful to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DISCLAIMER : KAREN ADAMANTLY STATES THAT I SHOULD WRITE THIS, SO IN ORDER NOT TO MAKE HER FEEL DISAPPOINTED, I HAVE DECIDED TO WRITE THIS : "The information of this petai in the blog post is the courtesy of an email I received" (Karen, are you happy now? &lt;strike&gt;i will kill you if you say you arent&lt;/strike&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; AN APPLE &lt;/strike&gt; A PETAI a day keeps the doctor away. Yeah people, scientific and statistics have proven that when you compare a petai to an apple, it   has   four times the protein, twice the carbohydrates, three times the   phosphorus, five times the vitamin A and iron, and twice the other vitamins and minerals. It is also rich in potassium and is one of the best value foods around.  Okay, I think most of us (like me) dont exactly know what a petai is, so this is what a petai looks like : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rt6hrnpZIvI/AAAAAAAAAJs/L5ks_9Uir9M/s1600-h/petal.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rt6hrnpZIvI/AAAAAAAAAJs/L5ks_9Uir9M/s320/petal.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106696798233764594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so THAT'S a petai. Look familiar eh? Okay, now for the nutritional value. You will be AMAZED after reading the wonders the petai can do! Haha, and maybe you NEVER will look at the petai in another way. Apparently, this is an advice from a UKM Medical Doctor. &lt;strike&gt;(heck, wonder what's that)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petai contains three natural sugars -sucrose, fructose and glucose.Combined with fiber, petai gives an instant, sustained and substantial boost of energy. Research has proved that just two servings of petai provide enough energy for a strenuous 90-minute workout. No wonder petai is the number one fruit with the world's leading athletes. But energy isn't the only way petai can help us keep fit. It can also help overcome or prevent a substantial number of illnesses and conditions, making it a must to add to our daily diet.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depression:   &lt;br /&gt;According to a recent survey undertaken by MIND among people suffering   from   depression, many felt much better after eating petai. This is because petai   contain tryptophan, a type of protein that the body converts into   serotonin, known to make you relax, improve your mood and generally make you feel happier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMS(premenstrual syndrome):   &lt;br /&gt;Forget the pills - eat petai. The vitamin B6 it contains regulates blood   glucose levels, which can affect your mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anaemia:   &lt;br /&gt;High in iron, petai can stimulate the production of haemoglobin in the blood   and so helps in cases of anaemia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood Pressure:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This unique tropical fruit is extremely high in potassium yet low in salt,   making it perfect to beat blood pressure. So much so, the US Food and Drug Administration has just allowed the petai industry to make   official   claims for the fruit's ability to reduce the risk of blood pressure   and   stroke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain Power :   &lt;br /&gt;200 students at a Twickenham (Middlesex) school were helped through their   exams this year by eating petai at breakfast, break, and lunch in a bid to  boost their brain power. Research has shown that the potassium-packed fruit can assist learning by making pupils more alert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constipation:   &lt;br /&gt;High in fiber, including petai in the diet can help restore normal bowel   action, helping to overcome the problem without resorting to laxatives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangovers:   &lt;br /&gt;One of the quickest ways of curing a hangover is to make a petai milkshake,   sweetened with honey. The petai calms the stomach and, with the help of the honey, builds up depleted blood sugar levels, while the milk soothes and   re-hydrates your system. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartburn:   &lt;br /&gt;Petai has a natural antacid effect in the body, so if you suffer from   heartburn, try eating petai for soothing relief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning Sickness   : &lt;br /&gt;Snacking on petai between meals helps to keep blood sugar levels up   and   avoid morning sickness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mosquito bites   : &lt;br /&gt;Before reaching for the insect bite cream, try rubbing the affected   area   with the inside of the petai skin. Many people find it amazingly successful at reducing&lt;br /&gt;swelling and irritation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerves:   &lt;br /&gt;Petai is high in B vitamins that help calm the nervous system. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overweight:   &lt;br /&gt;Studies at the Institute of Psychology in Austria found pressure at work   leads to gorging on comfort food like chocolate and crisps. Looking at 5,000 hospital patients, researchers found the most obese were more likely to be in high-pressure jobs. The report concluded that, to avoid panic-induced food cravings, we need to control our blood sugar levels   by   snacking on high carbohydrate foods every two hours to keep levels steady.     style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulcers:   &lt;br /&gt;Petai is used as the dietary food against intestinal disorders because   of   its soft texture and smoothness. It is the only raw fruit that can be eaten without distress in over-chronicler cases. It also neutralizes over-acidity and reduces irritation by coating the lining of the stomach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temperature control  : &lt;br /&gt;Many other cultures see petai as a "cooling" fruit that can lower both the   physical and emotional temperature of expectant mothers. In hoiland, for   example, pregnant women eat petai to ensure their baby is born with a cool   temperature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) :   &lt;br /&gt;Petai can help SAD sufferers because they contain the natural mood   enhancer, tryptophan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking:&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Petai can also help people trying to give up smoking. The B6, B12 they contain, as well as the potassium and magnesium found in them, help the   body recover from the effects of nicotine withdrawal.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress:   &lt;br /&gt;Potassium is a vital mineral, which helps normalize the heartbeat,   sends oxygen to the brain and regulates your body's water balance. When we are   stressed, our metabolic rate rises, thereby reducing our potassium levels.   These can be rebalanced with the help of a high-potassium petai snack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strokes:   &lt;br /&gt;According to research in "The New England Journal of Medicine, "eating petai as part of a regular diet can cut the risk of death by strokes by as much as 40%". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warts:   &lt;br /&gt;Those keen on natural alternatives swear that if you want to kill off a wart, take a piece of petai and place it on the wart. Carefully hold the petai in place with a plaster or surgical tape! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you can see, petai really is a natural remedy for many ills. When you compare it to an apple, it has four times the protein, twice the carbohydrates, three times the   phosphorus, five times the vitamin A and iron, and twice the other vitamins and minerals. It is also rich in potassium and is one of the best value foods around.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I can imagine the petai stocks decreasing rapidly in the markets now. Tha's about it for now! Bye and take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-3938862194531242283?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/3938862194531242283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=3938862194531242283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/3938862194531242283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/3938862194531242283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/09/petai-craze.html' title='petai craze!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rt6hrnpZIvI/AAAAAAAAAJs/L5ks_9Uir9M/s72-c/petal.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-4458678944775615343</id><published>2007-09-04T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T23:12:29.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i have become numb to feelings'/><title type='text'>I AM NOT OKAY</title><content type='html'>Hello. I was googling when I found this poem on the net, and yeah, it has alot of meaning. &lt;span style="font-size: 6pt;"&gt;This is not necessarily needed to be comprehended, so it's okay if you guys dont get it, &lt;strike&gt;cos nobody ever gets me&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM &lt;strike&gt;NOT&lt;/strike&gt; OKAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my walls that I have built surround me whole,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm too afraid to let someone reach my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I've been through; no one will know,&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter how hard they try; I'll never show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's many hidden bruises engraved on my fate,&lt;br /&gt;With no one bending over backwards to relate.&lt;br /&gt;Silent words go drifting across the room unheard,&lt;br /&gt;Erasing all of the things in my life that mattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days seem like a blink of the eye; goes by too fast,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still grasping for some happiness from my past.&lt;br /&gt;Reaching into thin air but not finding a single thing,&lt;br /&gt;Being pushed away by the caring of an angels wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsure of who I've become and who I want to be,&lt;br /&gt;Leaning over the edge; stealing all that I can see.&lt;br /&gt;The keys to unlock my future are buried beneath,&lt;br /&gt;Inside of my skin; crawling carelessly underneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles painted on beautifully like a piece of art,&lt;br /&gt;While feeling the torture of being ripped apart.&lt;br /&gt;Crashing tears that haven't felt the grounds surface,&lt;br /&gt;Each and every tear drop represent the sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lips are sealed with feelings that I can't display,&lt;br /&gt;And though all the pain remains the same; I'm okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Courtesy Of Natalie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 6pt;"&gt;Why is destiny and fate so...indescribable? And why has it to be the same person as a scapegoat. Concealing how you feel is hard, but yet with so much that's happening, forcing a smile,making it seem that everything's oh-so-alright is challenging. It isnt helping to look positive, on the bright side of things, &lt;strike&gt;cos nothing is ever bright and worth looking forward to&lt;/strike&gt;...it just makes it seem worse, because fate is always proving wrong. Does the world even understand, what is underneath that smile, underneath it all? Everything is screwed. Everyone is screwed. The whole world is screwed. I really hope circumstances change... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-4458678944775615343?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/4458678944775615343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=4458678944775615343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4458678944775615343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4458678944775615343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-okay.html' title='I AM &lt;strike&gt;NOT&lt;/strike&gt; OKAY'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-480051290376989192</id><published>2007-08-31T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:10:23.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers' Day 07</title><content type='html'>Hey people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TEACHERS' DAY CELEBRATN IN RG TOTALLY ROCKED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! That is the headlines for today. The performance is so damn cool. Haha, I loved the performance by 417 and the school name was "Bladers of Laffles Academy". So it was "BLA". LOL! Lemme show you the photos I took! &lt;sorry, i was too lazy to write captions for all the photos&gt; It was a killer uploading these photos, knowing the amazing speed of blogger. Sorry people, could not take more cos I dint bring my 5GB extension memory stick, mainly cos I lost it. Plus my original memory stick is only 256MB &gt;&lt;. Grab it all you want, but must acknowledge me!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! {those who did not come to school, or who are not RG students, please be jealous. jkjk}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The photos are not in chronological order, cos I uploaded them separately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtg3ynpZIpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/HEGCJyVrFZQ/s1600-h/DSC02016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtg3ynpZIpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/HEGCJyVrFZQ/s320/DSC02016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104891520400040594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtg3zHpZIqI/AAAAAAAAAJE/dGathwuW1hg/s1600-h/DSC02017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtg3zHpZIqI/AAAAAAAAAJE/dGathwuW1hg/s320/DSC02017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104891528989975202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtg3zXpZIrI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1SUcyOokMao/s1600-h/DSC02018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgrwXpZIWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/r4domUD6Zjo/s320/DSC01994.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104878287605801314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgqD3pZIRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/53rVDts0jfY/s1600-h/DSC01989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgqD3pZIRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/53rVDts0jfY/s320/DSC01989.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104876423589994770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgqEnpZISI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5qPKK1pYKXU/s1600-h/DSC01990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgqEnpZISI/AAAAAAAAAGE/5qPKK1pYKXU/s320/DSC01990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104876436474896674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgqFXpZITI/AAAAAAAAAGM/KHeQoflaD3M/s1600-h/DSC01991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgqFXpZITI/AAAAAAAAAGM/KHeQoflaD3M/s320/DSC01991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104876449359798578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgofHpZIOI/AAAAAAAAAFk/W8SBfyFGx34/s1600-h/DSC01986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgofHpZIOI/AAAAAAAAAFk/W8SBfyFGx34/s320/DSC01986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104874692718174434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgofnpZIPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZFXwyO0GMxY/s1600-h/DSC01987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgofnpZIPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZFXwyO0GMxY/s320/DSC01987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104874701308109042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgogXpZIQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/udivhAMwzJE/s1600-h/DSC01988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgogXpZIQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/udivhAMwzJE/s320/DSC01988.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104874714193010946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtjY0XpZIsI/AAAAAAAAAJU/cAeezv9KdRo/s1600-h/DSC01983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtjY0XpZIsI/AAAAAAAAAJU/cAeezv9KdRo/s320/DSC01983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105068571836883650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtjY0npZItI/AAAAAAAAAJc/lwfO3COL49E/s1600-h/DSC01984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtjY0npZItI/AAAAAAAAAJc/lwfO3COL49E/s320/DSC01984.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105068576131850962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtjY1XpZIuI/AAAAAAAAAJk/mfo-P4GEkaU/s1600-h/DSC01985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtjY1XpZIuI/AAAAAAAAAJk/mfo-P4GEkaU/s320/DSC01985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105068589016752866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgmvnpZILI/AAAAAAAAAFM/9kf4PrGO9qg/s1600-h/DSC01980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgmvnpZILI/AAAAAAAAAFM/9kf4PrGO9qg/s320/DSC01980.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104872777162760370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgmwHpZIMI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TPcF8gk4YUE/s1600-h/DSC01981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgmwHpZIMI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TPcF8gk4YUE/s320/DSC01981.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104872785752694978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgmxHpZINI/AAAAAAAAAFc/QuLRJ0NM0T0/s1600-h/DSC01982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgmxHpZINI/AAAAAAAAAFc/QuLRJ0NM0T0/s320/DSC01982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104872802932564178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtglLXpZIII/AAAAAAAAAE0/l6b67zlHC0U/s1600-h/DSC01977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtglLXpZIII/AAAAAAAAAE0/l6b67zlHC0U/s320/DSC01977.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104871054880874626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtglLnpZIJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/IhCX4rUcvOg/s1600-h/DSC01978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtglLnpZIJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/IhCX4rUcvOg/s320/DSC01978.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104871059175841938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtglM3pZIKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CiHD839v_2E/s1600-h/DSC01979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtglM3pZIKI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CiHD839v_2E/s320/DSC01979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104871080650678434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtgia3pZIFI/AAAAAAAAAEc/wbDMPAb7xj0/s1600-h/DSC01974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtgia3pZIFI/AAAAAAAAAEc/wbDMPAb7xj0/s320/DSC01974.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104868022633963602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgibXpZIGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7oDCe9s_dgY/s1600-h/DSC01975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgibXpZIGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7oDCe9s_dgY/s320/DSC01975.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104868031223898210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtgib3pZIHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/cPOM8vx1-Js/s1600-h/DSC01976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtgib3pZIHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/cPOM8vx1-Js/s320/DSC01976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104868039813832818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Mr Pong Lau running around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtgg0HpZICI/AAAAAAAAAEE/c7T5qn8Cwdo/s1600-h/DSC01971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtgg0HpZICI/AAAAAAAAAEE/c7T5qn8Cwdo/s320/DSC01971.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104866257402404898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err...term 2 SLs performing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtgg1HpZIDI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aLl4IKFGbtI/s1600-h/DSC01972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtgg1HpZIDI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aLl4IKFGbtI/s320/DSC01972.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104866274582274098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 3 SLs! I see my dear lovable Elaine and Charla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtgg1XpZIEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/FxVHbXCVHWg/s1600-h/DSC01973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtgg1XpZIEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/FxVHbXCVHWg/s320/DSC01973.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104866278877241410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine and Charla again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgfQnpZH_I/AAAAAAAAADs/_wxpqMWHJXY/s1600-h/DSC01968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgfQnpZH_I/AAAAAAAAADs/_wxpqMWHJXY/s320/DSC01968.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104864548005421042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS THIRSTY 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgfRHpZIAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QA-Y-mwt99s/s1600-h/DSC01969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgfRHpZIAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QA-Y-mwt99s/s320/DSC01969.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104864556595355650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 2 SLs item! I thought it was well done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgfRnpZIBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Dym5NlOGk24/s1600-h/DSC01970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgfRnpZIBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Dym5NlOGk24/s320/DSC01970.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104864565185290258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 2 SLs again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtgds3pZH9I/AAAAAAAAADc/TUpZrCnjoLs/s1600-h/DSC01966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtgds3pZH9I/AAAAAAAAADc/TUpZrCnjoLs/s320/DSC01966.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104862834313469906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candylicious 109 performers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgdtnpZH-I/AAAAAAAAADk/xDjK7XmZzu8/s1600-h/DSC01967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgdtnpZH-I/AAAAAAAAADk/xDjK7XmZzu8/s320/DSC01967.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104862847198371810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sally Wong : MS HUMOUROUS 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgcuHpZH7I/AAAAAAAAADM/WryivA3O0wE/s1600-h/DSC01964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgcuHpZH7I/AAAAAAAAADM/WryivA3O0wE/s320/DSC01964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104861756276678578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgcvXpZH8I/AAAAAAAAADU/ueEcbilG6f4/s1600-h/DSC01965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgcvXpZH8I/AAAAAAAAADU/ueEcbilG6f4/s320/DSC01965.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104861777751515074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amatuer (sp?) sec 4 acapella group. Their item was really entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgbaHpZH5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/lWgCAWmKE9U/s1600-h/DSC01962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgbaHpZH5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/lWgCAWmKE9U/s320/DSC01962.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104860313167667090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgbbHpZH6I/AAAAAAAAADE/MVUoZ2z4VYQ/s1600-h/DSC01963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgbbHpZH6I/AAAAAAAAADE/MVUoZ2z4VYQ/s320/DSC01963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104860330347536290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgaHXpZH3I/AAAAAAAAACs/hkPOY7-3yUY/s1600-h/DSC01960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgaHXpZH3I/AAAAAAAAACs/hkPOY7-3yUY/s320/DSC01960.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104858891533492082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O! Do you recognise who is flipping? *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgaHnpZH4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/cDmKk7HDMI8/s1600-h/DSC01961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgaHnpZH4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/cDmKk7HDMI8/s320/DSC01961.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104858895828459394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgZC3pZH1I/AAAAAAAAACc/ma3HUKT9NpQ/s1600-h/DSC01958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgZC3pZH1I/AAAAAAAAACc/ma3HUKT9NpQ/s320/DSC01958.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104857714712452946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgZDHpZH2I/AAAAAAAAACk/h_8RWgxhNGY/s1600-h/DSC01959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgZDHpZH2I/AAAAAAAAACk/h_8RWgxhNGY/s320/DSC01959.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104857719007420258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgX1XpZHzI/AAAAAAAAACM/XvbsSvo92WU/s1600-h/DSC01956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgX1XpZHzI/AAAAAAAAACM/XvbsSvo92WU/s320/DSC01956.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104856383272591154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgX13pZH0I/AAAAAAAAACU/QajOeOmVk_4/s1600-h/DSC01957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgX13pZH0I/AAAAAAAAACU/QajOeOmVk_4/s320/DSC01957.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104856391862525762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgWwHpZHxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Scsz54bpKTo/s1600-h/DSC01954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgWwHpZHxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Scsz54bpKTo/s320/DSC01954.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104855193566650130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgWwnpZHyI/AAAAAAAAACE/3do77DUiQLQ/s1600-h/DSC01955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgWwnpZHyI/AAAAAAAAACE/3do77DUiQLQ/s320/DSC01955.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104855202156584738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgVknpZHvI/AAAAAAAAABs/TNqyiq5XdkI/s1600-h/DSC01952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgVknpZHvI/AAAAAAAAABs/TNqyiq5XdkI/s320/DSC01952.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104853896486526706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years of service cert being awarded to greenman, Mr Jeeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgVlXpZHwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/10KeS-i2rxw/s1600-h/DSC01953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgVlXpZHwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/10KeS-i2rxw/s320/DSC01953.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104853909371428610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artistic gymnasts getting ready for their performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgUenpZHtI/AAAAAAAAABc/JMX_3R_tQMY/s1600-h/DSC01950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgUenpZHtI/AAAAAAAAABc/JMX_3R_tQMY/s320/DSC01950.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104852693895683794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principals and teachers making their way into  the amphitheatre (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgUfHpZHuI/AAAAAAAAABk/DztHMXAShm4/s1600-h/DSC01951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgUfHpZHuI/AAAAAAAAABk/DztHMXAShm4/s320/DSC01951.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104852702485618402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgTdnpZHrI/AAAAAAAAABM/UD20pufM7BI/s1600-h/DSC01947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgTdnpZHrI/AAAAAAAAABM/UD20pufM7BI/s320/DSC01947.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104851577204186802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ng with her daughter! OMG, her daughter is soo cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgTeHpZHsI/AAAAAAAAABU/tcv1DZyCJvI/s1600-h/DSC01949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgTeHpZHsI/AAAAAAAAABU/tcv1DZyCJvI/s320/DSC01949.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104851585794121410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgSRXpZHqI/AAAAAAAAABE/9T-qyMDG6LY/s1600-h/DSC01946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgSRXpZHqI/AAAAAAAAABE/9T-qyMDG6LY/s320/DSC01946.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104850267239161506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgRUnpZHpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ibc1kptdWTU/s1600-h/DSC01945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgRUnpZHpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ibc1kptdWTU/s320/DSC01945.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104849223562108562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgQunpZHoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ti9hvtEI7Kk/s1600-h/DSC01944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgQunpZHoI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ti9hvtEI7Kk/s320/DSC01944.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104848570727079554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aldrea's and ivana's fingers amidst the upper sec rafflesians! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgP7XpZHnI/AAAAAAAAAAs/w0ystRs6214/s1600-h/DSC01940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/RtgP7XpZHnI/AAAAAAAAAAs/w0ystRs6214/s320/DSC01940.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104847690258783858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rafflesians assembling at the amphitheatre before the teachers' day celebratns&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-480051290376989192?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/480051290376989192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=480051290376989192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/480051290376989192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/480051290376989192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/08/teachers-day-celebrations-photographs.html' title='Teachers&apos; Day 07'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rtg3ynpZIpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/HEGCJyVrFZQ/s72-c/DSC02016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-4650410128033619816</id><published>2007-08-28T20:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T00:17:54.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math exam tmr'/><title type='text'>chill!</title><content type='html'>Hey people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really very very tired today and feel like crumbling down. Awww...my poor feet. I stood for like 1h 45mins on the buses, with my poor heel pain. It is really painful. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a sleepy day, and the rain added to the nonchalant mood. Me and Ade went to see Mr Lau for chem remedial during lunch cos I dont get the ionic naming at all. Ade kindof understood but needed to refer to the valency table. After the remedial with Mr Lau, I got a hello lotta things cleared up. I learnt alot. I bet Ade learns alot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, when all seems like a long long day, I had TRIBUNE! YAY, we rock! Yeah, tribune made my day.I felt really good so I bought like really alot of snacks for us to share. YAY! Jia Ying, me and Selene were on this 'wild goose hunt' for places in the school...but it was like before we were about to set off, Pam freaked us out! Haha, and I guess I have enough creeps today...no thanks to Selene. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. Math exam tomorrow. Dont worry Ade and all those people who are freaking out for Math tmr. Dont worry! Jiayou! You people can sure do it! We are gonna rock Math exam tommorow...so CHILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why but I have been breaking down for the past few days...I just like feel so drained out like no energy to carry on. And I have started crying when I am too too overstressed. I MUST stop this habit and remain strong. YEAH. VICKY IS STRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess, that's about it for now. Take care and seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-4650410128033619816?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/4650410128033619816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=4650410128033619816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4650410128033619816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4650410128033619816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/08/chill.html' title='chill!'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-5694943256285720428</id><published>2007-08-18T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T00:18:50.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i feel good...'/><title type='text'>my day...</title><content type='html'>Hey people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i talked to *ahem* yesterday and she ended the convo by making me think about something that i dont understand...but she made me realise stuff that i never knew. haha, and she did admitted that i was tactful indirectly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont noe why...today i felt very good. I did alot today that made me feel really good. I made a good friend feel better. Yeah, so today I went to jurong regional library to return my books that i borrowed for histry projct that was like due today. And then, i went to borrow psychology books. Mannn...the books are so wonderful! unlike the sch libry, it has like ALOT of books. I borrowed some books that will help me and my dear retarded banana (sorry, no offence) in our little project. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and i bought my sis cheese fries cos i just felt like. And on my way home, I dropped money for this man who had both his legs amputated (so poor thing!) and was playing this instrument. I mean, I really pity him. He was like playing music for the world to enjoy, trying to make a living with what he could. People just walked by, ignoring him. I was wondering my way back hme...the reason why people are like that and cant afford to spend a little time to appreciate what they have is time. There is so much things to do with so little time and there is just not enough time to stop by and appreciate, admire and savour those beautiful moments of life. Yeah, I saw like nobody stopping by to show some kind of appreciation to the middle-aged man. Like I mentioned earilier, I felt pretty good so I kindof took $5 from my wallet and dropped it in his tray. When he looked at me, I saw a face filled with so much gratitude and appreciation. I just smiled. It certainly made me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest thing I did today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I TREATED MY FAMILY TO DINNER!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I just felt like treating my oh-so-wonderful family to dinner in my own expense. My parents did not quite agree that I pay the whole cost and that they will pay some, but I persuaded them and finally they let me pay for the whole meal! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mainly, this was what happened today. I am gonna think about what *ahem* asked me to think about yesterday. So for now, BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-5694943256285720428?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/5694943256285720428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=5694943256285720428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5694943256285720428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5694943256285720428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-day.html' title='my day...'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-6911198451255446380</id><published>2007-08-17T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T00:16:23.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mugging'/><title type='text'>sleepless night II</title><content type='html'>Hey people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, it's about 1.30am + now, and I am happily still awake. I intend not to sleep tonight. I need to mug Geo. I cant afford to fail it. worse come to worse, i go to sch tmr with a fresh mind during geo...and aft tt i can doze off how much i want...Not saying that i love sleeping in lessons, but sometimes you just feel so tired mentally. I had mental blocks for come recent exams...and did really badly...Mann, it was terrible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, i feel tt i am letiing my GPA slip too much this semester...I srsly need some bucking up for my EOY...I am now aiming for a much lower GPA in the state I did my past exams. A question sparked me just recently...what's the big deal and big fuss of GPA. At the end of the whole thing...is the person who you develop as is the main issue. I mean, GPA IS impt as it is a gage of your standard...but I wonder why we are making a big fuss over it. I have decided not to fuss too much abt GPA. Anyway once doneded is doneded...You cant re-done it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh..now got philo to do..i suddenly feel so fresh. I think I dont want to memorise geo anymore. I mean...there is no use. I feel that with common sense, you can pass geo...just know a little bit of knowledge and your points...but there is not a need to memorise it. Memorising it just makes u feel more comfortable...but if you forget..that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i think i better get to work now...maybe I shall blog later if i feel like...until then bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I feel hungry when I stay up late. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-6911198451255446380?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/6911198451255446380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=6911198451255446380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6911198451255446380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6911198451255446380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/08/sleepless-night-ii.html' title='sleepless night II'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-7236500280226942315</id><published>2007-08-14T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T19:11:01.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My future career</title><content type='html'>Hey people! I took this quiz...and I realised I am most suited for psychology or socialogy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, even before I took this test, I decided to change my ambition...to become a pshychologist...I think psychology is very fun! It's very interesting to study why people feel or do something a certain way. Haha, then I will be able to read you guys, just like A***** R********(mag, you know who I am referring to. Shussshh =X) Maybe, this person actually studied psychology. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dont be shocked if you see me as a psyhchologist 15 yrs down the road. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-7236500280226942315?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/7236500280226942315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=7236500280226942315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/7236500280226942315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/7236500280226942315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-future-career.html' title='My future career'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-9036385763755993269</id><published>2007-08-12T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T15:26:44.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you will finally see the truth that a hero lies in you...'/><title type='text'>Sorry people!</title><content type='html'>I felt like blogging just a moment ago...but I think that Mag's account explains whatever I think. See, great minds think alike. Anyway, a personal message to Apple and Orange:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;I am really sorry people. I know by now, you guys hate me and Mag for what we've done....but I am confident, with time, you will realise what we did. We did not do it to sabotage you or get into trouble..we did it out of genuine care for you guys. If you werent stopped now...it may get worse, without even your own knowledge. We care for you, as classmates, as friends. This may be really hard and tough on you guys to get along with stuff...but I guess, and I am confident, that you people will see the true cause with time; be it 1 year, or 10 years down the road. It's all a matter of time. Time really does wonders. There will be sometime in the near future, where you will turn back and say, "Did I actually do all this!?" and exclaim unbelievably...and you'll will then realise what I am saying now..It might not make sense now...but sooner or later, it definitely will.  My final advice : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont fret over what has happened in the past, and always look ahead. Have confidence in yourselves, and you will see a bright, new future awaiting you. And always remember, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PAST DOES NOT EQUAL TO THE FUTURE. THE FUTURE DEPENDS ON WHAT YOU DO TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Vicky&lt;br /&gt;12.08.2007&lt;br /&gt;8.00pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : A song for you guys to reflect on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero by Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a hero&lt;br /&gt;If you look inside your heart&lt;br /&gt;You dont have to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Of what you are&lt;br /&gt;Theres an answer&lt;br /&gt;If you reach into your soul&lt;br /&gt;And the sorrow that you know&lt;br /&gt;Will melt away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a hero comes along&lt;br /&gt;With the strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;And you cast your fears aside&lt;br /&gt;And you know you can survive&lt;br /&gt;So when you feel like hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;Look inside you and be strong&lt;br /&gt;And youll finally see the truth&lt;br /&gt;That a hero lies in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a long road&lt;br /&gt;When you face the world alone&lt;br /&gt;No one reaches out a hand&lt;br /&gt;For you to hold&lt;br /&gt;You can find love&lt;br /&gt;If you search within yourself&lt;br /&gt;And the emptiness you felt&lt;br /&gt;Will disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a hero comes along&lt;br /&gt;With the strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;And you cast your fears aside&lt;br /&gt;And you know you can survive&lt;br /&gt;So when you feel like hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;Look inside you and be strong&lt;br /&gt;And youll finally see the truth&lt;br /&gt;That a hero lies in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord knows&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are hard to follow&lt;br /&gt;But dont let anyone&lt;br /&gt;Tear them away, hey yeah&lt;br /&gt;Hold on&lt;br /&gt;There will be tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;In time&lt;br /&gt;Youll find the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a hero comes along&lt;br /&gt;With the strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;And you cast your fears aside&lt;br /&gt;And you know you can survive&lt;br /&gt;So when you feel like hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;Look inside you and be strong&lt;br /&gt;And youll finally see the truth&lt;br /&gt;That a hero lies in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That a hero lies in you&lt;br /&gt;That a hero lies in&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-9036385763755993269?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/9036385763755993269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=9036385763755993269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/9036385763755993269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/9036385763755993269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/08/sorry-people.html' title='Sorry people!'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-4939082807190758302</id><published>2007-08-09T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T15:24:38.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truly sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='but I am PISSED'/><title type='text'>Get lost you idiot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;This world is so untrustable. People who seem to have a big big smile on their face in front of someone backstab them really badly at the back. How can you act so perfectly? I really wonder how people manage to be so illogical and so hostile. You know who I am referring to, you ****ing ***ch. Congratulations! You successfully made me start using vulgarities. I can’t help but to splurt them at you. You don’t know the full story, yet you blog about it. You must be really retarded; a hell lot more worse than Charlie Gordon. Oh, you are such an insult to Charlie…I bet he will be terribly hurt if he knows that you can even be compared with him. If you are finding for someone to find fault and trouble with, don’t you ever dare let it be Ms Tay. Leave Ms Tay alone. It’s no fault of her at all and in case you are thinking that Ms Tay was the reason why Ms Leong left school, then you are so perfectly wrong. Get it clear in your pee brain : Ms Leong left RGS on her own will and it’s totally no fault of Ms Tay. Cut your act. If you really want to fight, do it direct. No wonder the people in your clique left you, for the {female dog} you are. What kind of integrity you have…and oh, wow! you have AMAZING assumptions and a really GREAT imagination. I suggest you put this imagination in good use for your compositions, instead of using them just because you hate someone. How can you even think of Ms Tay!? I am not against you disliking Ms Tay…but just keep it to yourself. I repeat, don’t you dare lay your hands or your grudge on Ms Tay. Have you ever ever put yourself in her shoes, to wonder how terrible it is, to be disliked for something you did not even do and is totally none of your fault? Oh ya, I am so silly to ask this question. You don’t even have a heart. And speaking of ‘logic’, you don’t even know what happened and you blog TOTAL SHIT that is completely assumptions. I am censoring your name not because I forgive you for those hurtful words, but because you are part of 107.  And anyway, use the moronic pee brain of yours to think. How can TRUTH be biased? If you claim they are inferences, then they can be biased. Have you forgotten everything you have learnt in the wheel of reasoning? Or even, one WHOLE semester in PHILOSOPHY? Or rather, did you CHOOSE to forget? And first of all, you weren’t even there to know what the truth is all about. How can you say Ms Tay failed to take into account that the “truth” could possibly be biased and one sided?!? You are SO Ms Tay that you know what she is feeling. And worse still, you CLAIMED that Ms Tay HAPPILY took this ‘truth’ to Mr Lau, (listen carefully) IN THE MIDST OF THE RETELLING POSSIBLY SLANTING MORE TO THE BIASED SIDE. Where in the world do these ‘WONDERFUL’ ideas pop into your mind. I reiterate my point once more : DON’T YOU DARE SPEAK SHIT ABOUT MS TAY OR LAY YOUR HANDS ON HER, OR EVEN USE YOUR ‘WONDERFUL’ IMAGINATION TO MAKE UP AMAZING STORIES. Oh yeah,  morons like you don’t understand right? What’s the big point explaining. You and your freaking dirty polluted mind+heart!!! You think that we are foolish to SUCK UP to Ms Tay, according to you…but do you know how evil and mean you are?!?!? Obviously you don’t. I see there is no point elaborating any further since you really do suck at comprehension. And just KEEP YOUR WORDS TO YRSLF… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-4939082807190758302?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/4939082807190758302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=4939082807190758302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4939082807190758302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4939082807190758302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/08/get-lost-you-idiot.html' title='Get lost you idiot!'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-357079459963503403</id><published>2007-08-04T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T10:05:52.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truly sorry'/><title type='text'>challenging...</title><content type='html'>Hello people. It's been a long time since I blogged. As usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got loads to say. The past few days has been rather hard on me, or rather for the matter, even 107. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read mag's blog about the account and I really do agree with her what happened. I heard that she went to tell Ms Tay the truth of what the class was watching. I am so proud of mag for like being the only one to tell ms tay. I really knew someone had to tell her...but it couldn't be me as I only heard there was something else going on other than the tetrix, cos apparently, I was digging out my PT from my bag to work on, and when I looked up on the screen, it was only tetrix..then I kindof continued with my work...when Mr Lau came in. This is true of my conscience. I couldn't tell Ms Tay what I heard of, but didn't see it for my own eyes. Though I do know what I heard of was most probably the truth. If I had seen it, I would definitely cleared my conscience and tell Ms Tay what happened. Mag, now I think you see why I didn't tell. Anyway, I am really glad that mag got the guts to admit in behalf of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tay is really a poor poor thing. We have been giving her a hard time in her first few month(s) in RGS. and it has caused her alot of emotional disturbance and I really sympathise with her. She was almost close to tears when she spoke to us regarding the matter during Lit lesson yesterday. After all that has happened, to think that she forgives us, want to give us a second chance and wants to wipe the platter clean and start all new is really...great of her. It's really great that no words can possibly explain this. It is the biggest chance she has given to prove to her once more as we are NOT a class always in trouble but instead, a caring class that learnt from their previous mistakes and are more vigilant of their actions. Like Mrs Anis said, we all want to create a caring environment for everyone right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, next maybe I want to say my thoughts and feelings about Mr Lau. Actually if you reason out, it is totally no fault of Mr Lau at all; he did what he had to do as a discipline master, or even a teacher for the matter. We did wrong and we have to face the consequences. Isn't it unfair if he gives us the leeway when after all, WE were the ones who did wrong, not him. Though majority of us dint noe that this  was a bookable offence. Some of us will still hold a grudge against Mr Lau and stuff, but then my question is, what is this unnecessary grudges for? Mr Lau is still our dear Chem teacher who is gonna teach us Chem for the rest of the year. So if you hold a grudge, it will be definitely be unpleasant for both you and Mr Lau. I think we ought to prove it to Mr Lau, similar to Ms Tay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to point any fingers on anyone or put the blame on anyone. Reflecting about this incident, what I feel is that this incident is not a matter of bookings or whatsoever we might receive, or whatever consequences we have to face(though I know it still plays apart), we have learnt a very valuable lesson as a class and at least I am glad of that. Don't put the blame on others, though it's still not your fault at times, cause after all, we all belong to 107'07, right? We really gotta hold on and accept it as part and parcel of our life...the ups and downs. But throught every experience, there is still something valuable to look into and I hope you guys will see the value of the incident and not sulk of what had happened. After all, nobody is perfect...we all got our own faults in us, so dont put the blame on yourself too. Just see what you have gained and do not repeat the mistake in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I know you probably wont read this Ms Tay, or even Mr Lau, this is what I really want to say to you people, cos probably I cant bring myself to it in person. You might not read it, but yeah, probably you will feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ms Tay, sorry for all the emotional hurt we have caused you. I know we have been giving you a rather hard time, but truly honestly, it was NOT meant to be on purpose. It's not that 107 doesn't like you or whatsoever...to tell the truth, we LOVE you.&lt;3 You have been really really understanding to us and we really appreciate it Ms Tay. We will try our best to prove it to you okay? I hope that we can all forgive and forget this incident though it will definitely leave a mark in our hearts. Once again, THANKS ALOT MS TAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mr Lau, really sorry for what we, as a class had said and had mislead you in this matter. I couldn't really tell much as I was not really aware of the accurate facts. While writing our accounts, I guarantee that most of us, or maybe all of us for that matter have realised our mistakes and through your series of talking you had with us (one on Thursday, the day itself, and one on Friday, after assembly), I can tell that we have gained alot of takeaways from this incident. And we feel that we truly deserve the punishment for what we have done - firstly the mistake, secondly, nor correcting your misconception, and lastly, making it seem as if it was Ms Tay's fault. I know that no words can express the regret that we are feeling and the emotional disturbance we have caused to everyone else. I really hope you can give us a second chance to prove it to you Mr Lau...WE WILL DEFINITELY PROVE IT TO YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This message not only goes out to Ms Tay and Mr Lau, but all teachers who we had done wrong to. Give us a chance. With time, I am sure that we will all prove it to you. We might not be the best class, but we do learn from our mistakes and do not repeat them in future. Trust my words. Trust OUR words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I know that not all 107ers read my blog and whatsoever, I can be 100% sure that we are all feeling the same kind of feelings of regret and remorse...cos of one thing that we have in common, this unique thing that makes us uniquely 107 - our caring heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, I end my post. I think I have led out the burden that I've been carrying in my heart and what I really feel and think. Sometimes, certain things just can't be said out, and it's much easier to write it down. My conscience it's clear once again and I am all geared up to wipe the platter clean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being 13 is really tough and challenging ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : I have decided not to use the word 'damn' anymore as said by Mrs Anis as it is like a swear word. Since it's so common for me to use the word really frequently, pls do me a favour by reminding me not to use the word when I subconsciously use them accidentally in occasions when there is a slip of the tongue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-357079459963503403?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/357079459963503403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=357079459963503403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/357079459963503403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/357079459963503403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/08/feelings.html' title='challenging...'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-6728915724942953084</id><published>2007-07-16T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T22:14:40.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><title type='text'>confused...</title><content type='html'>Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days has been really tough for me and on me. I get loads of unwanted stress. I want to make everyone happy and agreeable. I want to make the best out of everything. I want the best for 107. But can that ever, ever be accomplished? Not everyone can be made happy. Why is life so tough? Why can't there be a win-win situation? It's the fact; the blatant truth. There is still a possibility in making both parties agree, but will it work out? Anyway, I am still open to your ideas. I don't mind honestly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I am indeed experiencing loads of depressing stuff that is like completely ruling me. They occupy my thoughts, and I cant do anything proper. But I guess, what I need is rest.On top of school work, there is house work to bother about. Yeah, this two results in me sleeping real late. I am now roaming around aimlessly, no clue on what to do......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-6728915724942953084?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/6728915724942953084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=6728915724942953084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6728915724942953084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6728915724942953084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/07/confused.html' title='confused...'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-2874376517075274217</id><published>2007-07-15T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T09:28:58.936+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steam engine is heated'/><title type='text'>Updates!?</title><content type='html'>Hey people! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ironic how the stubborn me is blogging now. Yeah, I dont even have a single post this month. This shows how BUSY I am, ahem, I mean how LAZY I am. Yeah, it's usual though. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick update of what is happening so far....Lit PT got due, Math PT got due...now we have the karithundu DAMN TAMIL PT and History PT. Why is it ALWAYS PTs after PTs. We DO have a life, rather than working on time consuming PTs...But the plus point is, I learnt quite alot though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Kartithundu = Kaarithuppu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our wunnerful class bdae celebratn which was meant to be on youth day since we are like 107, and like 1/7 is our class bdae...The cake was all mushy, but yummy...Class BONDING. lol. Sorry those who werent informed. I think we may have one at the end of the year. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the headline news is that I HAVE FINALLY SACRIFICED MY TV to mug and chiong fot the EOYs. I am aiming for a 3.6 GPA so I gotto work real hard...which means more sacrifices...I mean it's like only 2 1/2 months left for EOYs!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the gr8 thing is that we have no lesson on fri cos it's racial harmony day. YAY! I mean, you see the kaarithuppu thg is due on Fri, so that means we get an extra weekend!!! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really gna be broke this month. I've gotto buy abt 9 people bdae presents...and if my budget is $10 per person, I guess you can calculate...That means, no money for my own spending. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's about it...needa go do kaarithuppu now. =( Seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-2874376517075274217?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/2874376517075274217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=2874376517075274217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/2874376517075274217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/2874376517075274217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/07/updates.html' title='Updates!?'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-1511470915176642856</id><published>2007-06-24T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:10:24.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chionging lit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='as usual'/><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>Firstly, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 13TH BDAE MINDY!!! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for my post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAP. I knew what I talked was ROT and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it. I knew I am so NOT self-disciplined. If not by now, I would have completed the LIT PT. Now, the status is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poem 1 : &lt;strike&gt;Reflection&lt;/strike&gt;, Introduction&lt;br /&gt;Poem 2 : &lt;strike&gt;Reflection&lt;/strike&gt;, Introduction&lt;br /&gt;Poem 3 : Reflection, Introduction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prose 1 : Reflection, &lt;strike&gt;Introduction&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prose 2 : Reflection, &lt;strike&gt;Introduction&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prose 3 : Reflection, &lt;strike&gt;Introduction&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prose 4 : Reflection, Introduction &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math PT : &lt;strike&gt;Group&lt;/strike&gt;, Individual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Higher Tamil PT : Karithundu (Not completed reading)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography : Nothing much revised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, there must be a real problem with me. I wasted my holidays...&lt;br /&gt;Forget it...I think I shall post some pictures of my nephew then =D&lt;br /&gt;His name is SHACHIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rn3NKcc01AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Roqe1QuGo4g/s1600-h/DSC090742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rn3NKcc01AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Roqe1QuGo4g/s320/DSC090742.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079441534063268866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rn3NKsc01BI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LFOD_aOU830/s1600-h/PICT3851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rn3NKsc01BI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LFOD_aOU830/s320/PICT3851.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079441538358236178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rn3NKsc01CI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pkuhzg2dh9k/s1600-h/PICT3857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rn3NKsc01CI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pkuhzg2dh9k/s320/PICT3857.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079441538358236194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute, eh? Please comment on my tagboard...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-1511470915176642856?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/1511470915176642856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=1511470915176642856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1511470915176642856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1511470915176642856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/06/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q3VWwTW0oFY/Rn3NKcc01AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Roqe1QuGo4g/s72-c/DSC090742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-4631343549450475326</id><published>2007-06-17T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T11:40:05.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I WILL overcome you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chiong all the way. PTs'/><title type='text'>no more slacking &gt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>Sorry people. I am feeling REAL REAL guilty. I guess, now is the time for me to CHIONG. CHIONG alll the way. No more relaxation. Strictly NO, I MEAN IT, NO slacking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO IT&lt;br /&gt;I WILL DO IT&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL DO IT&lt;br /&gt;I MUST DO IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, it IS possible. I have more than 100 hours to CHIONG. This week. Okay, rough outline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;Finish reflections/introduction for all the poems&lt;br /&gt;Go maama house and consult him to see whether I am in the right track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;Find proses&lt;br /&gt;Do intro for proses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;Reflections for proses&lt;br /&gt;Cover page for WGP&lt;br /&gt;Decorate the different pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;Touch up&lt;br /&gt;Send for binding&lt;br /&gt;Maths PT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;Maths PT (Morning)&lt;br /&gt;Study Geography (Strictly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;TRY, i mean TRY, to start Karithundu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;Heave a BIG BIG Sigh of relief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, people, now you guys must really really help me out in this. If I am sidetracking or slacking too much, please, bring me back to track. I will be so so so thankful. I easily succumb to temptation of relaxation and entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! NO! NO! I PLEDGE TO STRICTLY CHIONG AND MUG ALL THE WAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-4631343549450475326?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/4631343549450475326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=4631343549450475326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4631343549450475326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4631343549450475326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-more-slacking.html' title='no more slacking &gt;&lt;'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-5455567457179797318</id><published>2007-06-12T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T10:01:35.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PISSED'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irritated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flushed'/><title type='text'>DAMN IT!</title><content type='html'>THANKS TO MY DEAR FRIEND MAG. Which is the reason why this post exists. Okay, fine. MAG, if you are not sure, please please do not say untruth abt me in your blog. I am just an innocent girl, with no wild and wacky ideas like you do. Neither is Gracie. (no comments or remarks from the people out there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, apparently, I went to KL from Fri night to Sunday morning. Yeah, pls dont bug me for souvernirs or whatsoever because it was mainly a temple trip. I came back home and slept for 9 hours from 6am to 3pm on Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I feel so guilty. I feel like giving up out of a sudden. USELESS DAMN (censored) HOLS!!! Yeah, I am venting all my anger on my hols. Sry, it was not the hols fault. THE DAMN PT'S. Yeah, Lit I have COMPLETELY no IDEA. Yeah like hog says, "AS USUAL". For once, you are correct hog. And the freaking karithundu is damn philosophical. I AINT ANY PHILOSOPHICAL PERSON. And can you imagine philosophy in TAMIL? Thats how bad. Firstly, my Tamil sucks. Secondly, it's too philosophical. Thirdly, why do we even have to do this!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, on a happier note, I am really looking forward to movie marathon later part of today. (heh, it's morning!) SO FUN! But that reminds me that hols are ending which means ... (I will leave it up to you to guess...) Cya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-5455567457179797318?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/5455567457179797318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=5455567457179797318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5455567457179797318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5455567457179797318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/06/damn-it.html' title='DAMN IT!'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-2499435200978914615</id><published>2007-06-07T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T00:17:34.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nthg much =D</title><content type='html'>Hey people! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no blog! Yeah, I think I should blog about yesterday then. And updates too! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, gr8 news! MY NEPHEW WAS BORN ON 5 JUNE 2007! &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my FIRST nephew. So far, I got 1 niece(I think...). So yesterday I kindof when to make my new specs because I felt like. Lol. And after that, went to see my cousin and my nephew in Mount Alvernia hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, he was soooooooo cute. But I dont dare carry him. Lol. Newborn babies are sooo brittle. And the baby brought our family to come together, esp since my extended family is a BIIIGGGGG one. So we kindof caught up with each other. Then, I stayed in the hospital for quite some time and by the time we reached home was about 11pm+. Late eh? And had dinner at abt 11.15pm (Grace, please excuse me this time). That's about it. I gotta go to study Geogeaphy.&gt;&lt;. So much to learn!!!!! ARGH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-2499435200978914615?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/2499435200978914615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=2499435200978914615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/2499435200978914615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/2499435200978914615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/06/nthg-much-d.html' title='Nthg much =D'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-608984999422803145</id><published>2007-06-04T18:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T18:13:48.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lit PT</title><content type='html'>Yeah, Kinnari, I agree. It's WITH GREAT PRESSURE, NOT WITH GREAT PLEASURE. I think the teachers got it wrong. It's so damn freaking freaking irritating and annoying, especially for me, when I chose the theme "LOVE". Yeah, I cant possibly change the theme as I have found all the appropriate poems and stuff after a long searching period. I am not that kind of literary person like MAG, who can like write sonnets for people like 009 when she's bored during History. I can never NEVER ever write something about love even when I wait for aeons. And I am supposed to what? REFLECT ABOUT THE POEM BY RESPONDING TO IT. What do they mean by respond? Someone please enlighten me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Do I have to write an essay like the one about the old woman. I tell you, if I am gonna do that, you people better prepare a burial for me. Yeah, at least 107cm deep so I RIP(Rest in Peace) and not RIP(Rise if Possible). Coffin services anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-608984999422803145?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/608984999422803145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=608984999422803145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/608984999422803145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/608984999422803145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/06/lit-pt.html' title='Lit PT'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-8949172210181696706</id><published>2007-06-02T18:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T19:24:31.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo-ing...vicky loves you guys loads'/><title type='text'>Songs that evoked memories...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, these are some of the songs that made me emo, engulfing me with memories. Personally, I feel that these songs have alot of meaning. So read on, and hope you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A BIG BIG GIRL IN A BIG BIG WORLD&lt;br /&gt;inspired by Gracie &lt;333 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am big big girl, in a big big world &lt;br /&gt;It's not a big big thing, if you leave me &lt;br /&gt;But I do, do feel, that I do, do will &lt;br /&gt;Miss you much, ,miss you much &lt;br /&gt;I can see the first leaf falling &lt;br /&gt;It's all so yellow and nice &lt;br /&gt;It's so very cold outside &lt;br /&gt;Like the way I'm feeling inside &lt;br /&gt;I am big big girl, in a big big world &lt;br /&gt;It's not a big big thing, if you leave me &lt;br /&gt;But I do, do feel, that I do, do will &lt;br /&gt;Miss you much, miss you much &lt;br /&gt;Outside it's now raining, and tears are falling from my eyes &lt;br /&gt;Why did it have to happen, why did it all have to end &lt;br /&gt;I am big big girl, in a big big world &lt;br /&gt;Is not a big big thing, if you leave me &lt;br /&gt;But I do, do feel, that I do, do will &lt;br /&gt;Miss you much, miss you much &lt;br /&gt;I have your arms around me, warm like fire &lt;br /&gt;But when I open my eyes, you're gone &lt;br /&gt;I am a big big girl, in a big big world &lt;br /&gt;It's not a big big thing, if you leave me &lt;br /&gt;But I do feel, that will &lt;br /&gt;Miss you much, miss you much &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gIT_836Hqc0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT THE BEGINNING&lt;br /&gt;inspired by Lavanya &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were strangers&lt;br /&gt;Starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;Never dreaming what we'd have to go through&lt;br /&gt;Now here we are&lt;br /&gt;And I'm suddenly standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you No one told me I was going to find you&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected, what you did to my heart&lt;br /&gt;When I lost hope&lt;br /&gt;You were there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;This is the start Life is a road, and I want to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river I want to keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road, now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;At the end I want to be standing at the beginning&lt;br /&gt;With you We were strangers&lt;br /&gt;On a crazy adventure&lt;br /&gt;Never dreaming how are dreams could come true&lt;br /&gt;Now here we stand&lt;br /&gt;Unafraid of the future&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you And life is a road, and I want to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river I want to keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road, now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;At the end I want to be standing at the beginning&lt;br /&gt;With you I knew there was somebody somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Like me alone in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Now I know my dream will live on&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting so long&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's going to tear us apart And life is a road and I want to going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river I want to keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road, now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I want to be standing at the beginning&lt;br /&gt;With you And life is a road, and I want to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river I want to keep going on&lt;br /&gt;Starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road and I want to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river I want to keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;In the end I want to be standing at the beginning&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yW1Q_89oM68&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-8949172210181696706?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/8949172210181696706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=8949172210181696706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8949172210181696706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/8949172210181696706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/06/yeah-these-are-some-of-songs-that-made.html' title='Songs that evoked memories...'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-6027203363702942505</id><published>2007-06-02T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T18:52:05.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMO</title><content type='html'>Hey ppl! NEWS FLASH : Stubborn Vicky has decided to blog after pestering and bugging from people like MAG, Gracie and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, exactly I have been emo-ing for the past few days liao. I dont really know the reason why. And recently, my friends has been sending me emo songs to watch. These songs really bring me my memories; my journey in life. My primary school days. The happy and sad times. The people who I call friends, the people who can even find my tears in the rain and lift up my feet when I am having trouble remembering how to fly. The transition into RGS, the nice seniors and everything... See, I am emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a message to my dear friends out there. Thanks alot for being there for me, through all the sad and happy things. Cracking lame jokes and being random. Lending me a shoulder to lean on in times of troubles and always keeping me company. You guys form the support when I feel the world crashing on me. Really, thanks a million times! I will never ever forget you guys. NEVER EVER. Love you ppl loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I seriously miss you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-6027203363702942505?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/6027203363702942505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=6027203363702942505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6027203363702942505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6027203363702942505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/06/emo.html' title='EMO'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-2349607333981506058</id><published>2007-05-30T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T20:49:22.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress Report &gt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>Hey, sorry that I dint blog a long time. (not that long though) In case you dont know me, i am very VERY lazy. Yeah, so I guess that explains it all. Collected progress report todae. Yeah, I did okay la, considering the fact that I slacked throughout the exams. Yeah, so I will remain open of my GPA and stuff. (I really wonder why they spell my full name in my progress report. Vicky is much better. &gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Language : 60 % GPA:2.8&lt;br /&gt;Comments : Vigneswari has shown responsibility for her own learning and is encouraged to read extensively as reading helps to enhance textual analysis and writing abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Higher Tamil : 75% GPA:3.6&lt;br /&gt;Comments : Vigneswari is responsive and attentive in class. She has done well in her written work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics : 70% GPA:3.6&lt;br /&gt;Comments : Vigneswari takes a proactive approach and is responsible in her learning. Keep it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography : 71% GPA:3.6&lt;br /&gt;Comments : Vigneswari has been an active contributor during lessons, trying her best to explain processes. Keep that up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History : 75% GPA:3.6&lt;br /&gt;Comments : A serious learner who takes pride in her work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Literature : 60% GPA:2.8&lt;br /&gt;Comments : Vigneswari is a courteous, sweet-natured and conscientious child(I am still a child?!?). She has shown responsibility for her own learning and has done fairly well for Literature SA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lower Secondary Science (aka Biology) : 65% GPA:3.2&lt;br /&gt;Comments : Vigneswari has demonstrated a keeness to learn and to excel. She has demonstrated a positive attitude towards her work and lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese (Special Programme) : 80% GPA:4.0&lt;br /&gt;Comments : Vigneswari shows interest in the language and should be more focus in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Character &amp;amp; Leadership Education : -&lt;br /&gt;Comments : Vigneswari is a keen and enthusiastic student who is still developing her inter-personal skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Grade Pont Average : 3.4 (Is it good?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's about it. And shh. MY RESULTS JUST WHEN PUBLIC!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-2349607333981506058?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/2349607333981506058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=2349607333981506058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/2349607333981506058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/2349607333981506058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/05/progress-report.html' title='Progress Report &gt;&lt;'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-1442957143417351271</id><published>2007-05-28T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T15:22:37.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's okay if you guys dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Why, why are people so immature. What's wrong with them. Probably a screw loose. Hard hearts, ill feelings, backstabbing. They get pleasure doing these. God, please knock some senses. Cant let this continue. If not everything will end breaking up. Probably, they just need time to realise the people around them and understand what others feel; what impression others have about them. But how long? Time isnt gonna wait for anyone. Just pray and hope for the best. Still, gotts hold on the past memories. Always looking optimistic and waiting for the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-1442957143417351271?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/1442957143417351271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=1442957143417351271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1442957143417351271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1442957143417351271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-okay-if-you-guys-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-1080214442158457953</id><published>2007-05-27T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T10:37:42.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer Up!</title><content type='html'>If you think you've had it up to here;&lt;br /&gt;there's really no reason for you to shed a tear.&lt;br /&gt;To start with, give the sky a stare;&lt;br /&gt;that will help you get in a state of repair.&lt;br /&gt;Then pick out all around you the good things;&lt;br /&gt;and assuredly you'll discover the cheerful thought it brings.&lt;br /&gt;It is said some people enjoy pain;&lt;br /&gt;and others instead of sunshine, rain.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy life for at the most it is short;&lt;br /&gt;and regardless whatever we do we'll have our day in court.&lt;br /&gt;Bring back all the pleasant memories you can make appear;&lt;br /&gt;and you'll find out the ugly ones are no longer here.&lt;br /&gt;They say a wise Chinaman once said;&lt;br /&gt;all the time sunshine brings nothing but deserts and us dead.&lt;br /&gt;If you really want cheered up, visit a sick friend;&lt;br /&gt;and after a cheerful conversation you'll enjoy no end.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes just try to gather the most silence you can find;&lt;br /&gt;and meditate to refresh your mind. I&lt;br /&gt;f we let Heaven's rays of light in;&lt;br /&gt;the darkness of sin won't have a chance to begin.&lt;br /&gt;They say it takes six muscles to smile, but sixty to frown;&lt;br /&gt;which makes me not want to be an undertaker, but a clown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of &lt;strong&gt;Charles E. Sprow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo ppl! That was just a poem for people who are feeling very depressed or disappointed. Came across it when I was randomly surfing the net. So, just read through it. It has a lot of meaning though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrgggggghhhhhh! I feel so bored. Still have to clear off my junk table and do my Math PT before Ms Yeo fails my group. And yeah, I DUN WAN MY PROGRESS REPORT!!! I know I sucked. For people who dont know what to do during the holidays, here's a advice (Follow it at your own risk!) Go surf the net and slack for the first three weeks and chiong all yr hmwk during the last week! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-1080214442158457953?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/1080214442158457953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=1080214442158457953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1080214442158457953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/1080214442158457953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-you-think-youve-had-it-up-to-here.html' title='Cheer Up!'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-6250728001872132404</id><published>2007-05-26T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T11:54:43.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open House Rocked!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey! Yeah, open house was gr8! Although I kindof had to stand practically the whole day. The first thing I came home, I went to sleep for 4hrs...sleeeeeeeeepy! Saw juniors and chatted with them while they waited for their parents, who attended the principal's talk. My toy worked perfectly well so that I could show-off. I love you polar beary. Lol. While I was manning the CSP booith, I keep asking people questions in Chinese, and I went up to Ms Leong and asked her "ni shi wo de hao peng you ma?" And then she was like "Shi." Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I went around carrying the Tribune sign which I absolutely loved saying "Freedom of the Press". Lol. It was so attention seeking and people saw it and laughed. Apparently, only RGS students understand the underlying meaning, but nvm. And then Xin Yi was like, make exactly 3-5 signs like that, and 5 of us stand in a row together and go marching. She says it will be cute. I guess more attention seeking though. I will consider. I absolutely LOVE the Tribune pullover. The back says, "School Reporter. Access to Places". So cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mag's great delight, 009 was there and she was able to tease him. Actually, in the morning, we(me and someone else, cant rmber), asked 009 why he blew up Grace C photo so big, the photo when she she was holding the heart.When asked why, he said she was the only one who hold the heart properly; the rest of us seemed to be mole*ting the heart. So lame. And then in the afternoon, Mag came. Went to see her in her booth. She seemed bored because nobody was visiting the booth, probably because it was nearing the end of the open house. Then, we went around to find for POTENTIAL people to join Track n Field. In Mag's dictionary, find someone thin and tall who can jump or someone average and can throw. We went around giving out the flyers and stickers while talking and Mag laughing her goooon laugh and giving THAT goon smile. And then 009 was in the koi pond area when we chanced upon that place, as there were quite a number of people there. And then Mag and I gave him flyers and stickers(lame!) and again Mag asked him why he blew up the photo so big and then I told him that when Grace C realised that, she immediately left. 009 SO EVIL! And then my mum wanted to talk to 009 regarding sch stuff. Apparently, we went up to 009 and said, "A parent wants to speak to you!" You should have seen his scarrrred expression. So cute! Lol. And then my mum told him that she was my mum eventhough I asked her to keep her identity a secret. And then we kindof spied onthe convo to make sure he doesnt tell anything about me sleeping in class. (He has caught me dozing off a couple of times and have come to wake me up.) Lucky he dint. Probably, he values his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here's a paiseh joke that Mag did. She went up to li lao shi(my CSP teacher) and asked her whether she wanted a flyer for Track n Field for her child. And then she said that she was a staff here. Lol, Mag. Mag was mad at me for not telling me that she was my teacher. And then we cracked a joke about it all. Soon at about 4.30pm, Mag had to leave cos her brother and her dad had came to fetch her. And I, was left alone, bored while my mum talked to 009. Luckily Bird was there. Some form of company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of other great things happened, and now I realised my PR skills arent that bad. Quite good actually, and I can explain to the visitors very well. So tired now, so let me continue in dreamland. Until then, takecare people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-6250728001872132404?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/6250728001872132404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=6250728001872132404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6250728001872132404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/6250728001872132404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/05/open-house-rocked.html' title='Open House Rocked!!!!'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-4678922229622214587</id><published>2007-05-25T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T00:14:36.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lemme just talk a little about yesterday...Yesterday I felt soooo bored, wasnt in the mood to go to school...But went to Rulang with Sindhuja aft sch and tt cheered me up...yeah, and I dint know that some HODs are SCARRRED of cockroaches like you-know-who...yeah, and had fun teasing you-know-who...Lol, reached home pretty late cos was FORCED to help..."AS USUAL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, hmmm, I thought Mag was extra-spastic today...and she finally decided to 'tease' 009. She went to tell 009, "you are smelling funny today".Lol. The way she said it was like WEIRD, as if she smells 009 evryday. 009 was telling me, Mag and Grace C where he belonged in the 'trait wheel'. Then, I asked 009 what is mid-digit hair and he was explaining and said he had some. And then the other 2 were cracking jokes about he having big pores and lame stuff like that...Oh ya, I must tell you about what we learnt in RS. something like "statistics are like bikinis, they reveal the suggestive parts and conceal the vital parts"...it sounded so sick and obscene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had class party and yeah, before I forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEIYI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NISHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and then we helped ms leong to create a blog and Mag was like trying to show ms leong mr d's frienster, which was not successfully accomplished due to technical loading faults of the comp...haha, I am sooo chim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is open house, and we HAVE TO WEAR OUR TIES!!! I will surely be suffocated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, now gotta do THAT Math PT, before Ms YO, I mean Ms Yeo fails my grp...she is thousand million times better than mrs pey, although mrs pey is okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the SPECIAL someone who I chatted to yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry okay, you people are very nice...You just have to wait. People will realise it when time comes. Until then, dont let your emotions rule you.Come, let me see a smile in your face now! =DDD &lt;3333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-4678922229622214587?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/4678922229622214587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=4678922229622214587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4678922229622214587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/4678922229622214587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/05/lemme-just-talk-little-about-yesterdae.html' title=''/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889481600974867583.post-5277199390398098930</id><published>2007-05-23T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T21:43:02.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slacking IS fun</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...practically today was an indeed SLACKY day...morning had math and completely dint understand the Miss Yeo was teaching, mainly because I was hurrying through my aesthetics keyboard homework...Then recess, something real LAME happened...MAG, i tell you something, we ARE INDEED LAME!!! Tamil was after recesss and had to write a dumb katturai about naan arinthukonda puthumaiyana seithi...and our health checkup was forwarded...so we couldnt miss assembly after all...&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, English as usual, hope you get my cue, and then assembly worse...Mag was trying to sleep, haha, but she cant control her head and keep jerking...Aft assembly, I recommended her to come to me to some controlling-of-head-while-sleeping training..Lol...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, me and Mag went to library to hunt for literature books for our Lit PT, but we dint find that much, as usual...Aft photo-taking, shyama, nivi and I went to canteen to get some ice-cream(yummy!) and slacked...We suddenly began talking about religious stuff like whether there are spirits, and we went to class to continue slacking...At least, I copied Geo notes from the notice board. Shyama was reading a book, wifout her shoes and socks....she feels comfortable...and then after slacking until 5, we went home la...took 190&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got down at BPP, Shyama's and Nivi's bus had arrived...Alisa was with me and I kindof caught up with her...And now, slacking again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;feeling the heat waves...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889481600974867583-5277199390398098930?l=innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/feeds/5277199390398098930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889481600974867583&amp;postID=5277199390398098930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5277199390398098930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889481600974867583/posts/default/5277199390398098930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocentlyguiltyvicky.blogspot.com/2007/05/slacking-is-fun.html' title='slacking IS fun'/><author><name>InNoCeNtLy gUiLtY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
