<?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-24285042</id><updated>2011-10-22T08:55:26.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meow and milk!</title><subtitle type='html'>well...this is a girl who loves anime blog!^-^</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-5480700824243149831</id><published>2009-10-15T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T01:39:13.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm okay here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'VE MOVED.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah LJ's the way to go (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.choccandyteddy.livejournal.com/"&gt;www.choccandyteddy.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-5480700824243149831?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/5480700824243149831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=5480700824243149831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/5480700824243149831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/5480700824243149831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2009/10/hmm-okay-here-we-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-4868427138886478979</id><published>2009-03-06T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T03:11:16.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;well i know it's been ages since i've been updated so here i am. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i know lots of people will complain about my infrequent posts, but ah well. i'm sorry!  i've been piled with work these few days and my parents are really miffed about it but AH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;well just to keep up with somethings:&lt;br /&gt;1.syf on 3rd april! just a little more and csb will be known as a GOLD BAND. take that!&lt;br /&gt;2. tests. gee well these aren't too positive, but we have to deal with them regardless.&lt;br /&gt;3. runnning mad and wild. at least that's how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i need to emo a bit now.&lt;br /&gt;how come we never know our destiny? left or right, both keep us in a dilemma. i feel so lost sometimes, which is your heart and which is your flesh.&lt;br /&gt;to listen to the soul's whisper or the desires' persuasive words.  well i do suppose when the time comes, destiny can intervene.&lt;br /&gt;so i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm bleeding in love. you're just not there, not into me. i know. &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jcHIvxtx83U"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jcHIvxtx83U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-4868427138886478979?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/4868427138886478979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=4868427138886478979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/4868427138886478979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/4868427138886478979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='update!'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-4497780974474983882</id><published>2008-11-20T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T07:03:24.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh by gum WAS BAND FUN TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;haha you're going to think i'm crazy but things are so fun with mr choy around!he dances to the music and laughs at our mistakes. oh man i could go on ranting all day. too much sugar i think. i mean who wriggles their eyebrows when someone makes a mistake? especially what happened today:&lt;br /&gt;(we were playing the eighties, an awesome score with awesome songs but awfully hard)&lt;br /&gt;the band plays seriously funkily, so mr choy wriggles his eyebrows non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;mr choy: okok, now let's play material girl. which i have no idea how it sounds like (little laugh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;whole band: laughs loudly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cheryl:wasn't he born in the eighties?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me: goodness knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;honestly! man i hope he conducts more in the future. aiya, i have so many things to do but i'm still blogging. i'm really beyond myself sometimes. ahh, i guess i really am looking forward to cell retreat. i guess coals might be fun too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER BRENDA, COALS CAN HELP YOU LOSE WEIGHT. ok there we go. i'm slightly more ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh. i just remembered i haven't done something important, despite my sudden urge to post about how i have bought everything for outdoor cooking except the carrots. never mind, i'll do that later. 2 more weeks to japan! ah the pretty cute girls in saxophone section! (that sounded a bit gay, but haha, who doesn't love making friends who are like that!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-4497780974474983882?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/4497780974474983882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=4497780974474983882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/4497780974474983882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/4497780974474983882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-by-gum-was-band-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-7641338564267721026</id><published>2008-11-18T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T07:27:15.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there was dragon boating today. man was it tiring, but surprisingly awfully fun too, haha.&lt;br /&gt;you paddle paddle paddle away and your arms will ache like crazy, but i was unsually enthusiastic for a watersport nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;but now i'm so tired. i just wanna plop down to sleep. and i've got a mountain load of things to do. not to mention that i haven't even touched my holiday homework. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;your life can be full, but not fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes when you can't see what's there, don't fear when the phantom may never come, but seek solace when it pounces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-7641338564267721026?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/7641338564267721026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=7641338564267721026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/7641338564267721026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/7641338564267721026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-was-dragon-boating-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-2940690163981752308</id><published>2008-11-17T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T07:44:25.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4vIhlA49fM/SSGQ3L9HwgI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ygrCwUPpfiI/s1600-h/DSC01317.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4vIhlA49fM/SSGQmMPrxGI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/yPmr5nhZpB0/s1600-h/n22149640167_1206909_8529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269652024796628066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4vIhlA49fM/SSGQmMPrxGI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/yPmr5nhZpB0/s320/n22149640167_1206909_8529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhh it's been so LONG since i've posted, haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super busy with coals and cca. man i'm getting seriously annoyed with stupid spoilt instruments and such. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gahh. and the fact everyone's so eager to cut cost that no one's doing christmas decorations anymore! what's that about! ): when i go japan i hope it'll be better. haha. maybe livia will be doing a solo at jazzdream :D but i can't take all the rides there. sigh. so much for being brave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did i tell you my parents are the whackiest ever? haha. but i'm too lazy to upload all the latest photos now. and speaking of christmas, my mom asked me 4 things i want. then she can choose, and she was so proud of the idea. man they can be so cute sometimes! hmmm, i want lots of things. i'll just randomly list a few. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. a hug and a kiss from everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.dbsk albums :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.an instrument! (but it's going to cost easily 4300. like the lousy one i have that's getting fixed) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.a canon e1? nah, actually i just like it because it's cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.a great family dinner or with loads of friends i haven't seen for a LONG TIME. we can all cook &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our own food. ahh, now that's christmas. with lots of love and giving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you don't think i'm terribly cheesy do you? ): i guess i am, haha. oh i want gingerbread men with lots of lights and smiles but all i see are commercial gimmicks half-heartedly (or no heartedly for that matter) casually strewn on streets. have you even seen the tree in parkway? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's like a tree with lame saucers. it doesn't even look like what it's supposed to! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;christmas isn't about toys, but love! remember He was born because of love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i want to make a difference. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall go round doing something special this year, but it'll be my secret. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe everyone can do something too. you know when you smile at others they actually smile back? i find myself doing that really often now, even breaking out into a grin. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it can be fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;really! if i'm in a super good mood i shall say hi to the bus uncle, haha. ok, now i have to go pack for dragon boating. i must remember it's a lovely tanning weight-losing session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes that's what it is. with bonding! exactly. wonderful. super. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;awesome. think pretty sexy korean girl image or something. ok, now i think i'm ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and i must show some picture of junsu and changmin. ahh, they're amazing. especially junsu's voice XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-2940690163981752308?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/2940690163981752308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=2940690163981752308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/2940690163981752308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/2940690163981752308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-come.html' title='christmas come'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4vIhlA49fM/SSGQmMPrxGI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/yPmr5nhZpB0/s72-c/n22149640167_1206909_8529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-4272033100046064487</id><published>2008-11-03T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T05:53:49.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4vIhlA49fM/SQ8Bn5-H8DI/AAAAAAAAAZs/lChLGzVZ0Jw/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264428274507313202" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4vIhlA49fM/SQ8Bn5-H8DI/AAAAAAAAAZs/lChLGzVZ0Jw/s320/DSC00248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4vIhlA49fM/SQ8CSn0Ir0I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/WEhId2bCsGc/s1600-h/DSC00666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264429008367955778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4vIhlA49fM/SQ8CSn0Ir0I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/WEhId2bCsGc/s320/DSC00666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;long time no post, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have been watching loads of DBSK/TVXQ. oh my changmin, junsu and yunho are so CUTE. ahaha. i think i've launched into the fangirl mode. too bad they don't come in singaporean versions. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think that losing weight can be really hard. i tell myself ok, tomorrow. tomorrow i'll seriously diet and excercise like crazy but i end up eating more than usual. arrugh. how can i go to japan like this. i'm getting really shallow now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah well. i tell you. that sometimes trying to keep up can be so. tiring. like you climb climb climb but sometimes it's just not good enough. it makes you stop and reconsider. what am i fighting for anyway? i think i'm too short-sighted, seriously. and selfish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss the times where you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;won't get into trouble when you don't think so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-4272033100046064487?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/4272033100046064487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=4272033100046064487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/4272033100046064487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/4272033100046064487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2008/11/long-time-no-post-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4vIhlA49fM/SQ8Bn5-H8DI/AAAAAAAAAZs/lChLGzVZ0Jw/s72-c/DSC00248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-2669594890325826407</id><published>2008-10-26T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T08:10:50.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, i have offically learnt my lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. wearing. of. skirts. or. dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially to church. man it was just so uncomfortable. i guess now in many ways more than one i may be a little less feminine than i thought. i met all the wrong people today and  i felt so uncomfortable. seriously, i should just lose weight before i try anything funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proposals have been raining down on me too, which by the way i have no idea how to do. hmmm. goes to show that i really shouldn't be a boss or manager in the future. by the way, i realised that i have been turning rather invisible lately. when i say something nobody listens. is it beacause i'm too lame or something? ah but i have been told and i do have the impression that everyone like queiter people better. i do suppose they prove to be more charming anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. disney movies always say you have to be yourself. what can you do if yourself isn't good enough?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-2669594890325826407?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/2669594890325826407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=2669594890325826407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/2669594890325826407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/2669594890325826407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok-i-have-offically-learnt-my-lesson-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-1267527814209245574</id><published>2008-10-24T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:41:49.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry i know i haven't been updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHELLE JIE JIE!(belated) haha, as much as i doubt you'll see this. i'm sorry you don't have a present that i should have given you yesterday. i hope that as life goes on you'll always conquer it with your killer attitude. wally wally wallllly. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have been rather hetic lately. camp camp camp. i know. rush rush rush. headache headache headache. but my one of my many new goals is not to say bad things here as far as possible, so we shall stop at that. and no when i say bad things i am really not referring to anyone in paticular (honestly) but quite literally the things themselves. relax. take a chill pill dude :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow i missed band so much. it felt great to be back despite still having my weird instrument. i can't WAIT for all day sessions. i know, jaw ache, yadada. but seriously it gets more entertaining everyday. the last time i saw mr choy bobbing to the music with a buck tooth face. HAHA. i always thought he was the emo kid (how was i supposed to know he's 27)  but that was just funny. mr ong has been funny lately too. i kinda ms ms sia's 'charsiew bao' and 'lor mai gai' antics too. and i miss ANN ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. keep moving forward they say. make a mistake, fail whatnot pick yourself up and go for goodness' sake. to the movie 'meet the robinsons'. seriously awesome show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s JIA YOU JOANNE JIE JIE. you can beat the Os up mann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-1267527814209245574?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/1267527814209245574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=1267527814209245574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/1267527814209245574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/1267527814209245574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry-i-know-i-havent-been-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-3028594149832713420</id><published>2008-10-13T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T08:54:00.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm telling you things can get really strange with myself sometimes. do you ever feel annoyed that sometimes you just cannot forget about someone even though you OBVIOUSLY have no connection or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you something. a secret. don't you laugh, i'll.punch.you. the great thing about having a dead blog is that only the close ones bother to see your recent posts and you can type all sorts of nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember when i was younger i met these pair of twins. one very noisy, one constantly rebuking his brother for his cheekiness. we only met once, and i think one was called timothy. or maybe not. anyhow, i remember them to have large eyes, fair porcelain skin and cropped dark hair with thin frames. and maybe because i haven't seen them in a while perhaps i imagine them to have kim kibum's smile. it was really funny because in the bus on the way to church after sol one of them sat in the corner, with the sun shining on his hair highlighting his eyes and hair a rich hazel colour, as well as emphasising his fair complexion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now thinking back, i want to laugh out loud to a certain extent. sheesh, it sounds so cheesy! but then again, when you were young...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got more stories to tell but i need to snooze and pack for btc. haha, i hope i'll dream a really sweet dream tonight. hahahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-3028594149832713420?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/3028594149832713420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=3028594149832713420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/3028594149832713420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/3028594149832713420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-telling-you-things-can-get-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-4469775824089467241</id><published>2008-10-11T10:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T10:40:16.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;gee, how long has it been since i've posted. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i hope others will even notice that my blog's been revived even. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyhow, i have been rather irritable lately. exams may be over (i do not want to discuss it fortunately for your unsuspecting and innocent eyes) but there are so many things to do for camps and cca and such. i really hope my saxophone can get fixed. i'm getting terribly miffed at the fact that the resistance is so high and i can't play properly. also, there's lots to do for organisation activites. my heart beats in a mixed rhythm of fear, aniexty, excitement and even reluctance at the thought. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i know it'll be good for me. but if prying my mind open were to be made possible, you would see that i obviously have this intense worry that i'll get scolded. and this is the time that calls for toughness. oooh, not good. i'm rather afraid that i'll make a big mistake and then i ruin everything. oohh man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thinking so much actually makes me wish that i could escape somewhere. christmas seems so far away. i miss the festival of lights, warmth and love. the closeness that envelops you tightly in embrace. it doesn't solve the problem always, still it changes your perspective, encouraging you to press on. i get so afraid i'll afraid the real meaning of christmas one day. that Jesus came down to earth to save with his love. we always get so caught up with "what shall i buy?" or "will i have a christmas romance?" (admit it! i do that painfully often too) that we forget that. love can be such a profound thing. i wish i can understand it. we should use christmas and chinese new year as a time for reunion and loving, just as christ did. drop the silly presents. i know what i want from everyone already. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just you. complete with a kiss on my cheek and a hug. perhaps just a hug, but with all the love. i remember my mother stressing over presents for kids in the cell and my uncle lamenting that chinese new year could get rather boring and meaningless. oh stop it. they are incredibly important to me!  make a difference. tell me how often you get to see your family anyway. no matter what you're tied by blood, so live surrounded by love or tread on the thin ice of silence before the tv every feburary. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;having that lot said, i suddenly wish oh so dearly to run off to england or japan. to be wrapped up in cuddly coats as the colourful street lights decorate the shops, huddle with loved ones in the warm glow of someone's house enjoying hot chocolate. no pretending or obligation to be entertaining, but to just spit out whatever's on your mind. the guitar hums softly in the background as someone strums gently while we  share testimonies of grace and love we have been given, singing carols and giving thanks of the birth of the Lord. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for those who are lazy to read the whole chunk the main gist is that i want the real sense of community in christ back. and other things as well, but then it won't be called the main gist anymore. He has been incredibly merciful in helping me with my exams, but somehow i still don't feel like those who scream His name on the streets or have christian bumper stickers, even with that holy msn nick. don't get me wrong. there is no tone of sacarsm, only one of overwhelming admiration. perhaps even envy. this is so wrong. there's something wrong with me i tell you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; alright i know you must be getting incredibly impaitent as you are simply itching to know what other blogs would post about more normal life events like cedar's open house.great apologies but i have a tendency to speak of my heart, not of my actions. one reason being that my actions are simply too embarassing and absurd to believe that someone of my age still makes such blunders, but more of the reason that i like being more emotionally inclined in my posts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you can call it emo.perhaps. i do think about death rather often, even though i dream of sugar coated utopias constantly. but if your heart grows weary in strange situations of life, stuble in here. we share the same difficulty, but we'll get out of it. truly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;merry christmas(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-4469775824089467241?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/4469775824089467241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=4469775824089467241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/4469775824089467241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/4469775824089467241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2008/10/gee-how-long-has-it-been-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-1410071985780957194</id><published>2008-04-30T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T07:27:29.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll make this short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JOLENE AND CRYSTAL. now i'll go study. i think XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-1410071985780957194?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/1410071985780957194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=1410071985780957194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/1410071985780957194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/1410071985780957194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2008/04/ill-make-this-short.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-231022483521767570</id><published>2008-04-09T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T03:41:24.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>strange progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;this week was nothing but a loadful of tests. bleaughhh. i'm really sorry for that's why i didn't have much time to update. it's quite funny. this week i have also been listening to a lot of click 5 songs. they're not bad, but i'm not the kind to gaga over them so quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;something happened quite out of the blue happened today at band. i'm not sure if you can call it good or bad. the sugar burnt off a lot quicker than i thought it would. i'm a lot more scared than i thought i would be, for i'm pretty much thinking of the political side of it. already as it is i have been experincing plenty of conflicts with the situation i'm in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i've decided to be positive! not only for all these seemingly unfair and hopeless situations where i seem to be failing all expectations. this is fantastic training ground before i step into the real nasty world of the adults. i've also been learning to be appreciative of everything i have. i'm really blessed to have food on the table, a chance to fail my tests while others starve and fill the entire building just to learn basic alphabet in china. i mean, i'm even grateful for my fats. i don't deserve the chance to stuff myself silly while others eat food from the garbage cans. you know, when tessa teased me about my round frame, i simply told her what i really felt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she seemed rather surprised but didn't tease me further. i'm not angry at her or anything, but it shows people that when you are content you are way happier and nothing can really bring you down. this will inspire them to be thankful with all that god blessed them with, and no one can find fun in poking their curvy parts. everyone will then become happier and less bogged down with all those minute and annoying things in life. another thing is that i hope the world can regain the 'good morning' spirit. to hear everyone greeting you good morning with a smile adds a fresh touch to the day, don't you think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and no, i don't mean the dead ones we reserve for teachers only in school. so say OHIO like domo-kun below!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187192770843701154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c4vIhlA49fM/R_ycV5ec76I/AAAAAAAAALY/CU4gIVyAf5A/s400/domo%2520kun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-231022483521767570?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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/_c4vIhlA49fM/R_ycV5ec76I/AAAAAAAAALY/CU4gIVyAf5A/s72-c/domo%2520kun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-5904644805491050366</id><published>2008-03-08T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T08:51:09.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ABSOLUTELY DRIVING ME CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march holidays indeed. sheesh man, i see nothing but piles of &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;homework &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;band &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tuition&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;projects&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;STUDYING&lt;/span&gt;. i don't mean to be a whiner and all, but AHAHAHAHAHHHHH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone still thinks i can't make it(despite my age) but i'm going to have to at the rate i'm going. by golly someone save me. a bad scene that occured this week keeps replaying my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mrs tan: (by the end of dialouge session) you're going to work very much harder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;me: *silently* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;GAAHH. oh no i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;cooked,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;bolied&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;grilled&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;satueed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fried in the hottest   tom yum soup in the world.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;let's throw in a plus factor. i haven't been doing my one hour a day prayer&lt;/span&gt; at all, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;and with all this talk about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;the end days&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;really isn't helping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i know i'm much better off than many kids in the world, and i told myself i'll keep that in mind. i mean, kids in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;China (god bless them) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;STF &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;work their butts off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;and mantian a smile all the time. they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hunger &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;for knowledge. is that something so hard to do, i ask myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i admit i never will be as &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tessa tan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;or as &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;nimble&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wai han &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;or be the the most talented of the lot. but if hard work has its results, i have no choice but to try. i'm sorry if i've &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;never been up to standard&lt;/span&gt; for anything that i do in all my roles as a &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;friend, student, sister&lt;/span&gt; and so forth, but even when i'm given a talent, i'll reproduce another out of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm out of my mind, kindly leave a message&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-5904644805491050366?l=meow-and-milk.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-24285042.post-4898627318254245551</id><published>2008-02-09T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T08:32:01.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love and reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhh. i'm blogging again. just a warning, probably i would be stopping for 3 more months or so. stupid back log. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm telling you, i'm the lousiest student in the whole of cedar man. i haven't even studied for my science test on thursday. mrs tan is going to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;drown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;me. as she always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;chicken intestines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and WHY MUST CHINESE NEW YEAR END SO FAST? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE chinese new year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i learnt how to play &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mahjong! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tee hee! my next aim is to learn how to play bridge. oh and i realise that this year, i really got to know my cousins more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;at least i can remember most of their names now. yes i know i'm a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;lousy cousin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but chinese new year gives me a real sense of reunion. yeah, cheesy. but absolutely true. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(and i get to escape from BLOODY school.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i mean, i learnt how some can be so FUNNY and be so...unique. here's an example : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;qiqi(my young cousin) : shall i pull the rabbit's ears? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;sophia(my incredibly pretty cousin) and i : NONO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i mean poor thing. it kinda deserves to be free. what to do? also, i learnt that my cousin erwin (or maybe orwin?) who i always assumed to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;stony &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;laughs with his mouth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wide open, and it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;rather amusing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my older cousins all brought along their other halfs to reunion dinner, so my sisters and i were joking how we would bring &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ours too&lt;/span&gt; next year, just to show off. or perhaps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;hire someone for the day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;apparently my parents objected, thinking that we should date at 20 instead. hmmm. we'll see then. gosh i have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so much homework to finish. i really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;abhor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;homework. by golly, school is so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;useless. sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;come back chinese new year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165018117791328354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4vIhlA49fM/R63UnNloqGI/AAAAAAAAALA/HYhTplrlPmE/s400/IMG_5618%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;but i still love my family so (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-4898627318254245551?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/4898627318254245551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=4898627318254245551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/4898627318254245551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/4898627318254245551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-and-reunion.html' title='love and reunion'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4vIhlA49fM/R63UnNloqGI/AAAAAAAAALA/HYhTplrlPmE/s72-c/IMG_5618%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-1937875045538252455</id><published>2008-01-14T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T05:48:37.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh. been too long since i have posted. shall keep this short since i have stupid homework to complete.gaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. there was this idiot who randomly smsed me. after finding out i was brenda( told him because i thought he was someone i knew but didn't have his contact) he said that he only randomly keyed in the number and found out that he found a 'friend' named 'brinda'. and said it was such a cute name. stupid ass. it's not brinda. and i don't even know him. PHYSCO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i have lots of work to do. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. induction didn't go all that well cause we didn't play well, but oh well! the sec ones were so amazed for some reason or another. marine cove was much better i feel, but thank god all the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.school is quite ok with all my crappy dudes (you know who you are!) and that weirdo pig butt. teeh hee. but i just feel like sleeping a lot. and with long tied hair it's difficult to lie down and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i really hope psgm kicks off well tommorrow. it had better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just a random note: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you know i saw you for the 5th TIME this sunday and it's gotten exhausting. forget it dude. i'm sorry but i've given up trying to say hi to you. sorry if you think i'm dao. that's for spitting jelly on me last year anyhow XD and by the way, that shirt was really gay. v tops are for girls DUDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-1937875045538252455?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/1937875045538252455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=1937875045538252455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/1937875045538252455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/1937875045538252455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2008/01/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-9193489058347627339</id><published>2007-12-09T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T07:23:30.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas love</title><content type='html'>long time no post!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, CHRISTMAS IS COMING!! say what, say WHOO WHOO!&lt;br /&gt;second of all, HERE I COME SEXY JAPAN AND HONG KONG! you the man! XD&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i totally can't wait! uh huh, oh yeah! let me see, i have loads of presents, but believe it or not, only 3 presents are for males. yes, i am fretting what to buy for my adorable daddy. he's really cute, but should i buy him food? mom won't be happy then. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, believe or not, i have been watching lots of avtar:the last airbender and danny phantom(relax, still like anime) lately. and yes, they have lots of lovey dovey content in it. not as bad as lovely complex, but oh well. i saw aang (a cartoon version of a kai ho lookalike) dance together with his so called girlfriend. then this sudden thought hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;brenda: HEY I WANNA DANCE TOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;everyone:DREAM ON &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;oh well, i did have my chance at the malaysian church camp, but i danced with my lovely attractive friend abigail and my daddy. and i saw brandon(my 13 year old friend) dancing with another p4 friend of mine su ann. believe me, it was a waltz and it was the cutest thing i had ever seen. he was annoyed that i laughed though. but how nice it would have been if i could have a christmas traditional dance with everyone. yes, with girls and adults as partners as well. it is way fun! next year i must try to get to the malaysian camp, unless i have to go off to japan to visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;AICHI MEIDEN HIGH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;first!! oh yeah baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but i bet their band is way better. dang. anyhow, i still want to dance. i mean, the mood when everyone is partying formally is incredible! and back then, all the married couples were dancing and it was so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;romantic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but i'm good. i just want to  have fun even back in cedar where we do the 'walk to the left' dance. that's enough for me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;but something more interesting works too. really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yay! yushu and i are in the same position! wonder why they haven't offically called yet though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;merry christmas everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-9193489058347627339?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/9193489058347627339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=9193489058347627339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/9193489058347627339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/9193489058347627339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-love.html' title='christmas love'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-5279882943588474487</id><published>2007-11-13T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T07:02:08.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends around the world unite!</title><content type='html'>HAHA&lt;br /&gt;this week is really fun! monday especially! i went to canossa convent to help out with the wonderful CRuSH programme beside mother cynthia.XD. at first it was a little dull, but things got a whole lot more fun later in the day. first of all, joanne found herself ten-year old fans! they were all like 'joanne! what's your number?' and blah. and then kevin and haisen were all mad, trying to help me understand the programme better by telling me that both of them were paedophiles and such. summerised version of conversation: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cynthia:(was talking about online predators who sweet talk girls, be their friends, act to be around the girls' age and ask if they have boyfriends in order to have !tingtingtongtong![this means it's a censored word] with the innocent girls) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haisen(in a very 'friendly' tone):brendaa, we are good friends right? &lt;br /&gt;me:STARE uh, yeah &lt;br /&gt;haisen:how old are you? i'm 79 &lt;br /&gt;me:IN DEEP VOICE i'm 80! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;aiya, i cant remember everything. then kevin was like'beware, he's a paedophile!' and haisen happily grins while i dramatically move towards the students instead. then there was the part where they told me that they were one night, three night and one year standers. then all of us played finding brenda. apparently according to our stories brenda died by falling off the rooof. it's super funny XD. poor joanne and priscilla were also drilled on their height and blah. seriously! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and in band came a saxophone professor. he's really nice, and taught us all really cool stuff. one of the funnies things was this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hui jun:why do you out your instrument on side x? &lt;br /&gt;professor:oh, because that would harm it (summerised) &lt;br /&gt;*we were all taught and even scolded when we don't put it on side x* &lt;br /&gt;*everyone stares at each other in shock, and immideately changes its position* &lt;br /&gt; haha, anyhow i found it rather hilarious. but i am rather happy on this holiday's progress. i am doing a lot of bonding! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me see: &lt;br /&gt;-i'm bonding with church friends (as above. i can't wait for the cluster camp!) &lt;br /&gt;-with old friends&lt;br /&gt;-with my sisters;family-we go out really often nowdays. &lt;br /&gt;-with band friends DUH&lt;br /&gt;-AND even some/a senior(s)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i hate the homework progress. grrr. i think the math paper stinks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-5279882943588474487?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/5279882943588474487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=5279882943588474487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/5279882943588474487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/5279882943588474487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/11/friends-around-world-unite.html' title='friends around the world unite!'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-2191774744570653455</id><published>2007-11-12T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T07:10:20.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just took a personality test. it was rather fun, but tell me one thing. AM I QUIET?? i always thought of myself as an extrovert! oh no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality type:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet, reflective, and idealistic. Interested in serving humanity. Well-developed value system, which they strive to live in accordance with. Extremely loyal. Adaptable and laid-back unless a strongly-held value is threatened. Usually talented writers. Mentally quick, and able to see possibilities. Interested in understanding and helping people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careers that could fit you includes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writers, artists, counselers, social workers, English teachers, fine arts teachers, child care workers, clergy, missionaries, psychologists, psychiatrists, scientists, political activists, editors, education consultants, journalists, religious educators, social scientists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-2191774744570653455?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/2191774744570653455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=2191774744570653455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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haha. latley i have been caught up with lovely complex. seriously good stuff! it really makes me want to visit kansai although i am not very familiar with the kansai dialect, but i have got the feeling the dialect will suit me. basically it sounds very informal to me, so there you have it. and the songs in lovely complex are really nice too, plus the show is HILARIOUS. seriously! oh boy. for those who are bored let me suggest what you can watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely complex (funniest shoujo with the most unglam chracters ever!)&lt;br /&gt;ghost hunt(don't watch at night though. you won't be able to sleep) &lt;br /&gt;busou renkin(seriously funny! and rather clean too ^-^)&lt;br /&gt;kaze no stigma(it's not bad) &lt;br /&gt;gakuen alice(read the manga. it's a whole lot funnier and prettier ^-^) &lt;br /&gt;law of ueki(100% clean and lame!one of the best shounen ever!)&lt;br /&gt;ultra maniac(great shoujo^-^) &lt;br /&gt;akazukin cha cha (the funny childhood anime ;) &lt;br /&gt;tantei gakuen q (manga, live action series and anime are all good! and the cases are like WOAH) &lt;br /&gt;otogi zoshi(it's a very rare one, but good. especially the second season!) &lt;br /&gt;MAR (manga's the BEST)&lt;br /&gt;cardcaptor sakura(go for the manga!)&lt;br /&gt;KOGEPAN!!(THE CUTEST NON HUMAN ANIME EVER!!) &lt;br /&gt;black cat (woohoo for the manga!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah dang. that's all i can remember for now. but i defintely watched more than that. heheh. and one more thing: watch stardust! the best movie so far, yeah? ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say what? say WHOO WHOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-2928427823550368174?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/2928427823550368174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah. it can really get boring nowadays. i hope this video can come up, because i'm an idiot when it comes to attempting to blog videos. if it doesn't work, try going to &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=_GbI2Tlt55w"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=_GbI2Tlt55w&lt;/a&gt; . the video nearly made me cry. the prince of eygpt is the best movie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-2999370208588842720?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/2999370208588842720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=2999370208588842720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/2999370208588842720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/2999370208588842720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/10/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-3317048340104651327</id><published>2007-10-13T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T10:06:25.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back then, as we turn the clock.</title><content type='html'>hmmm. i'm an auntie already. today i attended my neice's full month party. she's adorable, with the long legs of a potential model and the lovely, rosy face. the best part was that i thought the party would be like an early chinese new year (but it was hari raya! ^-^), where it would signify a mark of change that has taken place and that would come. to my surprise and pleasure, everything was the same. nothing really changed, and instead, the whole gathering was what it really should mean: we are a family. it has been such a long time i experinced a true, warm reuniuon. somehow, i felt a atep closer to understanding my cousin better. yeah, its singular. buut hey, it takes time, and it was a pretty big step on its own already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-3317048340104651327?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/3317048340104651327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-2715283622215863252</id><published>2007-10-07T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T23:41:37.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ketchup update (catch up! haha. ok, bad pun)</title><content type='html'>oh, blogging! finally! wonder if anyone missed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;realtionships. hmmm. that word pretty much stirs a lot within me. depends on which you are talking about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;family love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-family love. well, i know that i love my family. i have a loving,overly doting, cute, funny dad who can whip up the most scrumptious of dishes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-my mother is really brainy, can be really lame at times( for comic relief), organised and loving. she is mostly the discipinary one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-my first sister has my dad's genes. she's the very laid back (don't get me wrong, she is hardworking. but she has this very cool mood), approachable, lame, fuuny girl who will feed you with plenty of yummy home-baked goods. and she has a lot of inner beauty topped of with her domestic qualities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-my second sister has my mom's genes. she is a very organised, overly hardworking, overly discplined, sporty girl. extremely good looking with a killer figure, she has a really hilarious side to match. she's protective( just like my dream older brother) and full of unexpected surprises. if i reveal anymore my head will not be resting on my neck no longer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-me. i am a extremely disorganised person. seriously. i love to create things (regardless of what they are, with the exception of those which require excessive math calculations)and music is my inspiration.i'm very irresponsible and terrible person. let's not elaborate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;friends &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;oh, how i love this word. still, many things have changed, and i feel very different from them suddenly.the ones closest to me (physically and spiritually), ironically. i apologise, but to stop any fighting about "why wasn't i mentioned?" even though i 'm aware they would be 90% in half-jest, but i decided to do on my childhood friends. and someone very special to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;kenneth &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(shi yang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;our first friend is the only childhood friend i have been recently seeing. and that was in april &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i think. oh well, for 10 odd years it still is impressive. he was the type of childhood friend where you did the dumbest and closest things with, like sharing a bath(with the mothers present naturally!) and staying overnight at his house;blah. i had never known he was a year older than me until 2005. such an idiot right? he is a very entertaining person, with the most hilarious of laughter and slang *he was the one who influenced me into my 'dude' slang*. he adores electronic games, just like that eveline. in 2005, he came over to my house, and we talked non stop for easliy 3 hours odd, just like those adults who adore to catch up. that's just what we did. they talked over food, we talked over my hamster waffles (i hope he's fine; he ran away and was never found) while playing with it. the last time i saw him he towered over me, with his voice easily a baritone pitch but i still think the little boy is still concealed within. it has to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;elias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;now he was seriously comical. he was another one that iwas very close to. we had tution together with another good friend of mine, marissa. the funniest times we had, seriously. i have written a whole post about them, so i'm very lazy to elaborate now. let's move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;jolene tan'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;my darling! she is my dear! she is such a lame perfectionist, but she has such a sensitive side to her. we share a lovely noisy and extremely transparent friendship, something i find very rare nowadays. people have to be diplomatic too much. i miss our long over an hour talks, and we would really bare everything, which flowed out so easily. all the best for your exams, my smart tan huiqi!*and all the other ultra maniacs too!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;romantic relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;nope. this word does not ring a bell in my lasting memories. i never had a boyfriend. i know the rest of you had, but i never had. no one told me that they liked me before, but i can understand why. i don't think i'm girlfriend material. just good friend material. oh, but it doesn't bother me as much as it used to, no it doesn't. it used to, though. there was a time it did though, but i think it's fine with me. i'll just wait. my heart may not be precious, but it's not meant for wasting anyhow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-2715283622215863252?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/2715283622215863252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=2715283622215863252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/2715283622215863252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/2715283622215863252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/10/ketchup-update-catch-up-haha-ok-bad-pun.html' title='ketchup update (catch up! haha. ok, bad pun)'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-6822751822812603793</id><published>2007-09-02T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T03:00:03.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello!</title><content type='html'>wow, what an eventful week!&lt;br /&gt;first, MY ANGEL AND MORTAL WOTE TO ME.  and my angel is so sweet! i shall tell you why in number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i had hyperventilation during band. after doing hentak i got kinda breathless and satrted crying. hui jun actually thought i had depression thoughts and asthma at first! then the red cross girls came running to help. i think they were actually so sacred that i would faint or something! any way, hui jun also helped me through encouraging me that God is with me and all. it was really sweet of everyone, including my sexy section members helping me along the way ^-^ even my angel wrote an extra letter to ask if i was ok! i am so touched!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. aiya, i shan't mention what really happened, but it's just that i don't really feel i can take the responsibility everyone thought i could handle. ahh. i'm scared. i mean, reaching school at 6.50?! man! i leave at that time usually! still, rest  assured i'll try my best to help everyone. sorry if i make mistakes, it's who i really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I GOT A COOL NEW COMPUTER. it's really nice to use, trust me! the screen is nice and big, which i will use to catch up with my anime after my exams. the keyboard is just paradise to lay your fingers on to type. and good news!  the law of ueki and gakuen alice is on sale in singapore! all in chinese though, they can be found in kinokuniya. AND KINGDOM HEARTS TWO IS OUT. SUPER SEXY. IN ENGLISH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. going back to ngee ann was a disappointment.maybe it's just me, but i seem to have evaporated from everyone's memory there. i suddenly realised that i was nicely sandwiched between the past and the present. let the past go. the past was fun, but i don't miss it anymore. i still love the life i once had, but there are many more things for me to fill my life with. everyone's changed, and i respect that. i myself have changed too, i'm not sure whether it's for the better or for the worse, but i have certainly changed. everyone in sixone has changed, everyone with no exception, even the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.a as much as it concerns me, i still do feel i have many areas i can improve myself on. so i won't throw away my past, no matter what happens. the past is what determines me now, so i will learn, not forget. another thring i realised that was disrupting the social world were mean girls. i mean nowadays people have abandoned the kampong spirit of helping each other and simply bite each other for no reason. in hollywood especially, i learnt from the e! programme about mean girls who ruin each other. what i feel is that : whatever that involves you may not necesscary concern you. sure, you get upset. however, the one who really suffers is not you, but them. so first examine your character. if literally about 2 levels hate you and your family can get annoyed at certain faults of yours, you do need to change. it hurts, but the truth will help. still, most of the time it's just the other parties' fault. in that case, leave them alone. don't touch their blogs where all the bad things spout out or despreately find out what they say about you. even if someone says " do you know what that girl is saying about you?" just trun down the information, if it's going to make you unhappy and drains you, what's the point? the pandora's box is always better left unopened, and ignorance can be bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s hi jiaxuan! hi everyone! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-6822751822812603793?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/6822751822812603793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=6822751822812603793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/6822751822812603793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/6822751822812603793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello.html' title='hello!'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-1740868997448680459</id><published>2007-08-27T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T03:22:39.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tons of things took place this week(and last week). maybe i should start off with the performance. my goodness, i was so tense! but i thought we were much BETTER than the other band (sorry dudes, the truth hurts) and they only played like 2 songs. we played for half an hour! hhaha! i did make quite a few mistakes, but no one in the the audience really heard~~~ =) surprisingly the dancing was really natural! the only sad thing was that it was sweltering hot that day. but with so many people there to encourage me (thanks jolene, crystal, zhen ting and dear daddy!) it was all worth it. that day was so funny: daddy went around to talk to my seniors and told me he found priscilla very amusing (because of that trademark look of hers). she is very cute =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya, talking about this makes me mad too. WHERE IS MY LETTER FROM MY MORTAL AND ANGEL HUH. I'M SO ANGRY. i see that the rest of the sec 1s have their chocolates already, but i have nothing! this is so depressing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then today, 2 teachers were so mad at me. fanny lowe whacked my head (gently, but still!) i honestly and genuinely think she doesn't like me. as in she takes my work, looks at it and puts it down silently so not as to allow any foul words spill out by accident of the shabbiness of it all. really! and mrs han was mad at me today too. aiya, i really don't understand her sometimes.like for the nomintaions, she was more concerned about the candidate's marks than their leadership qualities. but i suppose she hates me too. she is always telling me that i am the nominated kindess award recipient, so i cannot be so 'blur' and all the usual things that she says. i think other teachers don't like me too. none of them like me. i don't think ms cheang knows my name. miss begam didn't seem so amused when i put the pink cedar bag over my head( i was intially assuming that she was still on her way to bring the copper sulphate). ms quek scolded me in class. miss chua wasn't too amused by my green icing today and i don't think she knows my name either. another one of those teachers who don't know me is miss meena. mdm wong hardly likes to see my messy workings. oh and don't get me started on pikachu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh fine i shall anyway. the whole class was so amused by his teaching. as in, he teaches in such a green horn manner that is desperately trying to imitate a style that is not suitable for him. he's scary when he checks on you like mdm lim. any way during the first and hopefully not last &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fun &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;english lesson (where she asked zhi hui 'can i prEH [thats how she pronounces it. what's she's really saying is 'pray'] for you?') sonya and i were laughing our butts off about pikachu transforming into squirtle with a blue shirt. and him turning into jigglypuff with a pink shirt and mdm lim's siganture 'sleepy' style. that was just irresistable laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i am so tired! i want a break! but i promise from this post on i will stop whining as much as possible. through the gateway covention for youth i learnt that i am too whiny for my own good. oh and one more thing! you know i baked cupcakes for testing for the test today, so to finish them i brought them to the convention. so after blessing people at hdb flats (part of the convention) i let the vietnamese delegates try my revoltingly sweet cupcakes(looking back now, i really shouldn't have). then a fellow vietnamese brother told me seomthing very touching. he said hefell asleep in a bus once and dreamt that he was at the hdb block eating cakes (even though he had never been to singapore). now how many people have the honour of God using your cakes to call someone to come to visit singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i am faithfully believing it was God's work. please let it be true =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-1740868997448680459?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/1740868997448680459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=1740868997448680459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/1740868997448680459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/1740868997448680459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/08/tons-of-things-took-place-this-weekand.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-8540611697603468491</id><published>2007-08-20T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T06:22:39.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now i just feel like crying. there's so many things for me to finish ,and nothing's done.what's going to happen on sunday? how about my work? everything's so mixed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep sleeping in class. i'm so exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to retreat in the middle of war. someone save me. my health is all over the place and there is so much anger and exhaustion hanging in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the best fall down sometimes, even the wrong words seem to rhyme. so since, i'm not the best, i fall down more than sometimes. and that is very irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get better grades. i need better sleep. i need more time. i need to shut my mouth more. i need to see the better of me more often. i need to perform better. i need to lose the stubborn fat i have had for 13 years. i need preperation for the end years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last fire is burning low. i'm barely catching my breath. and lucky me, it's all my fault.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-8540611697603468491?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/8540611697603468491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=8540611697603468491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/8540611697603468491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/8540611697603468491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/08/now-i-just-feel-like-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-2158648117100423773</id><published>2007-08-01T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T04:42:06.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not ready. i don't want a new marriage and a divorce.</title><content type='html'>i really cannot stand it. why must i divorce mr tenor? *because my stupid back restricts me to! **slaps brenda* i sound terrible on the alto. mr ong dooesn't like it too. i can't play soft enough for a chirstmas song, and my tonguning can kill. my new marriage isn't going so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 2006 brenda had the life man! 2007 ting peiwen isn't. i mean, why must ting peiwen literally screw up in everything she does? i have mentally slapped myself over millions of times but nothing seems to work. i must sound nice. i don't. i squeak. i squawk. i want  my old. husband.back. but it's too late. and trust me, no one understands the feeling of nostalgia and being useless as well as i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i miss naruto music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.i find lit fun, but just that i'm doing well in it. how much worse can i get??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. the time has come for me to get good grades already, but the newest science test doesn't think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. pretty please can i get better in something other then whining? they are the main reasons for the mental self-slaps after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-2158648117100423773?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/2158648117100423773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=2158648117100423773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/2158648117100423773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/2158648117100423773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-not-ready-i-dont-want-new-marriage.html' title='i&apos;m not ready. i don&apos;t want a new marriage and a divorce.'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-149649709040230803</id><published>2007-07-27T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T21:30:53.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rock it!</title><content type='html'>i can't believe it!! WE ARE GONNA PLAY AT MARINA BAY!! EVEN THE SEC 1S! and i think that includes me!! YAY!!!!!! I really flipped when aryana told me that. then i told myself i will never again miss another band session. i'm gonna train real hard! i mean, we are gonna play rock and roll explosion! how can this get any better? actually, my situation did get a little worse though. i have to switch instrument because my back decided to get revenge when i hunch him over too much by throwing back-stabbing(no pun intended) pain at me. now i feel like an old grandmother. XD  i just realised some funny things about me latley too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. jake long the amercian dragon is nice to watch, but i really want to beat his granpa up for speaking his cantonese all wrong. i mean, it's even worse than mine. you can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.i like to watch danny phantom too. he's cool. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.i've got a science test to study for and i didn't even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. my home econs shirt needs lots more work. look at my class' shirts! project runway cedar version!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.i have been having de javu lately. i'm seeing everyone i know all over the place. then when i look again, it's just another stranger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i really want chirstmas to come. it sounds so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i had 39.1 degrees fever for 2 days. now i have some stupid phelgm in my body and the other time, i even saw  a bit of blood in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.i am not blur. my life is. it's more whacked than i am. serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i want to watch anime. but there are no nice ones left. bleh. maybe i'll watch tantei gakuen q again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. just when is teacher's day going to come?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-149649709040230803?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/149649709040230803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=149649709040230803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/149649709040230803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/149649709040230803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/07/rock-it.html' title='rock it!'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-5855508154088973934</id><published>2007-07-04T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T03:00:37.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>glamour lisence denied</title><content type='html'>today we had the IPW presentation, and that was than i humiliated myself for good marks. i told you, a queen must sacrifice herself sometimes for the good of her people. *sniggers* actually, it was a REALLY last minute descision, and tessa was laughing so hard she couldn't act. tessa tan. DUH. hha.still, it was very fun. ^-^and can you believe it? i just fell in love with the song glamourous lately. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;how ironic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and have i mentioned how amazingly handsome daniel radcliffe (harry potter actor) is? i'm actually &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jealous &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;of him sometimes. perhaps it is beacuse of his pretty accent. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the brits accent is so mind blowing i tell you! like when rupert grint (ron) was talking, he goes " hahrry?(all spelling is based on how they pronounce it) whot the bloody hell is going on??" i am not (or rather, am trying not to) vulgar, but it is really so different from singaporean accents, which translated would be "hairi, whAHt duh blardy hell YIis goING on ah?" . oh i shiver. but i will not imitate their accents and go all plastic, relax.&lt;/span&gt;  now back to the subject. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; i am also jealous he can act really well, get paid really well, blah blah. especially emma watson (hermoine). she's so incredibly good looking. and her accent. and she can work around 'harry' and 'draco malfoy' who unfortunately happens to be very good looking too. YYIII.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming to this, i also think a lot of cedarians are very good looking too. for goodness sake, there are like more pretty girls than handsome ,or even cool for that matter, guys. in singapore naturally.now if this concerns our fathers i naturally disagree with what was mentioned above but regarding the present times, yeah. oh stinky poo. and i still have the newspaper to complete. oh double the odour of the poo. never mind, i shall go settle it now. am i not good? alright, this is a trick question where you have to shout yes. ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-5855508154088973934?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/5855508154088973934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=5855508154088973934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/5855508154088973934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/5855508154088973934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/07/glamour-lisence-denied.html' title='glamour lisence denied'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-1056746564427354198</id><published>2007-06-24T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T03:15:34.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sheesh, just let me wear the uniform</title><content type='html'>ahhh. there is school tommorrow. bleh. poo. stinky.dada.deedum.doodaagye.raur. i just wanna wear cedar uniform and not do any homework. nehehe. i'm so terrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-1056746564427354198?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/1056746564427354198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=1056746564427354198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/1056746564427354198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/1056746564427354198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/06/sheesh-just-let-me-wear-uniform.html' title='sheesh, just let me wear the uniform'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-4561065554135626026</id><published>2007-06-22T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T19:20:12.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mr doodoodum's movie of crap</title><content type='html'>yay! i DON'T HAVE CHICKENPOX. i was so worried that i would have to miss school for 2 weeks! lalalalalalla. but right now i still have lots of stuff to do. aw man. can we skip this scene?*director steven spielbirg gives a thumbs up while jolene tan lets out a singlish sounding ok* alright then. scene 2. i want to eat milk ice cream scene. they were selling it in isetan, but i thought i was seeingmount fuji ice cream version instead. oh well. if the giant can't finish mount fuji it calls for the MONSTER. *shu jing comes out dressed in a monster suit and eats the prop called mount fuji. after blurting out a bored'yum yum' she exits stage left* hahaha. that was random.OH YES. yesterday i actually could concentrate and finish my maths! HOW RARE IS THAT?? wheeeepeee! oh by the way, can everyone please hand in all your articles in FULL please by sunday? THANKS! ok, now mr sweetpea has to go edit newsarticles. see? mama sweetpea is doing all of this for YOU ALL ok! thank goodness this is not like microsoft word where they arrest me with a wavy green line for the verbal confusion. neeheheheh. tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s those who aren't linked yet please leave your link at the tagboard. thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-4561065554135626026?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/4561065554135626026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=4561065554135626026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/4561065554135626026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/4561065554135626026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/06/mr-doodoodums-movie-of-crap.html' title='mr doodoodum&apos;s movie of crap'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-5545340056801248554</id><published>2007-06-20T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T21:17:25.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooooohhhh. there's SO MUCH to update about. never mind, first of all,  thanks to all those who come visit me! thanks jolene, i know that i will always have you ^-^! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, about last week i went to watch fantastic 4 with tessa and we had FUN! she promised to bring me eat fried mars bars at chippy!so we shall ok! and the movie was kinda good, except that the victor fellow was uneeded when he burst out in an evil comeback that puts me off instead of making me scared. after which we had a nice snack downstairs. barbequed meat was sufficent for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for this week....oh boy. there's so much to finish on the newspaper and all that filthy crap. like BOOO. i really don't want to return to school to have stress alll over again. oh well. but i am really looking forward to band tommorrow.(yeesh. it's tommorrow already. time is a freak) band is fun! still, it can be very stressful. oh YES. yesterday i went to jolene's house to study( well , a bit) and we did rather fun stuff after that XD. but the pictures can't upload!! i'll try again later XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and by the way, i changed my url because i found that it sounded CUTER. and right now i feel like a frog with my throat like a desert. sigh. life for you. i still remember my dream the day before when i saw another me standing in front of me. now, this is not another harry potter scene. in fact it was rather typical hayao miyazaki scene but anyway, we were standing in this large field with lovley lush green grass and cooling breeze. (getting reminded of howl's moving castle already?) it was nice and sunny; brenda to brenda. just that what the other brenda said didn'y make me feel any better. in a very whining tone, she said" do you know that at the rate you are going you are very slow? this way you will fail your exams you know. you always say you want to work hard but you never do. you had better get up and do somemore." she said( or i said?) loads of other things i cannot remember, but i got up after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hate it when my conscience attacks me in my sleep. well i ahd another dream about band when i wasn't practicing enough, but that's another story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-5545340056801248554?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/5545340056801248554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=5545340056801248554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/5545340056801248554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/5545340056801248554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/06/wooooohhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-1861628226007101715</id><published>2007-06-02T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T08:40:10.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh wow. just got blown away by kamisama kazoku. and yes, it is as the name suggests-to those who understand. it is seriously the most romantic shounen i have ever watched. and yes, it is more romantic than naruto. big eye response! it is a really short series but it is great stuff, especially the opening. hooked onto it. for goodness sake, a freaking wonderful singer of 15 sang it. i'm so jealous. and she sounds like delia. XD. anyhow, it is a great series and if you feel you can rush through 13 episodes in one day (like me) hop onto another train to watch zero no tsukaima. it's nice too, but hurry, it's gonna get lisenced. shhh. still i prefer kamisama kazoku! crunchyroll.com provides great quality of both series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but those two romantic comedies got me thinking. you know, those irksome thoughts that make you bothered and envious when you realise its not happening to you. 'oh, i would like to have such a romantic affair with someone like samatarou, or wu zun' or whoever you envy. as in sure, i wouldn't mind a nice guy who's funny but can be serious as well as simply spastic and just a tad taller than me(not difficult to fufil) because for goodness' sake, for 13 years not even one confession is insulting. and no, i'm not dying for a boyfriend. still too young. but hey, everyone has an ego. i can't even have mine.i don't request stalkers but just a confession will help. as in, i know everyone's dating (NOW DON'T RUB IT IN FOR ME) and i just don't need a date, but let me know that i'm not all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that ugly. or am i? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ahhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-1861628226007101715?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/1861628226007101715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=1861628226007101715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/1861628226007101715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/1861628226007101715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-439954227972277111</id><published>2007-05-28T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T06:32:00.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i think i would just make this post a short one. I FEEL HONSETLY LOUSY IN MY SAXOPHONE PLAYING. like at home, i squeaked and went out of tune no matter how much that reed of mine was adjusted. i sounded airy and salivary. it was an AWFUL tone.and this may sound funny, but i don't want the holidays to end. ok, not holidays. the not going to school period of time. as in i have absolutely no interest in facing the teachers. no, its not that i don't like them. i just cannot pay attention. my mind wanders to plots of scandal and emotion laced fancifully with fantasies of magic before i realise i am actually dreaming. no, seriously. during encounter i found myself &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sleeping while standing to pray. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;you can imagine. i also slept through half of the sermon later. naturally, i mentally wounded myself very badly for all of that. I HAVE SO MUCH TO DO. i actually am becoming very scared of myself now. oops, that came out a bit too random. but please bear with me. as in, i am changing so fast my brain is still digesting the fact i don't have a best friend after half a year. you'll see why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the past brenda will NEVER starve herself for recess and breakfast and feel full after some      &lt;br /&gt;terrible growls from the Big Flabby Disgrace Of Brenda(nicknamed tofu, the stomach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the past brenda will never take up the job of a leader even if it meant giving the offer of fresh, tender steaming and rich tutu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. the past brenda never liked the pussy cat dolls. or listening to hip hop for that matter. relax, i still listen to my usual mix of oldies, broadway and asian music. OH, AND DISNEY TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. the past brenda will not be lazy at home.at least i tried. look what im doing now. but oh well, im waiting for mother reporting from europe to come online all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. the past brenda was not as horrible as i am now. not that i can help it that much. there's a limit to my paitence and endurance too. but i would have slapped myself if 2006 brenda meets 2007 brenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. the past brenda never swore this much. now everything to me is 'damn' or 'shit'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. the past brenda will ALWAYS fall for those love ballads.you know, dance in the moonlight with me senorita, blah. (i actually like the song senorita) now i fall for those songs about stars and past memories. the ending theme of naruto shippuden is the best. oh, and put your head on my shoulder is comical to me. thanks to the sexy(saxy) seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.the past brenda never blogs often. lets see what's happening now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.the past brenda never criticised so much publicy. to jolene *boobylene!, however, is a different matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. the past brenda never cared what she threw on to cover herself. now i take much care.oh what a bimbo i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s any more discovered differences you can report to me. applies to only those who knew me before janurary 15 2007.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-439954227972277111?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/439954227972277111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=439954227972277111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/439954227972277111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/439954227972277111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/05/ok-i-think-i-would-just-make-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-9062725033555889961</id><published>2007-05-23T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T06:35:38.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh goodness. i want schoolto end her life right now. and there isn't a hint of humour in that sentence, thanks for wondering nevertheless. i have got so many stupid projects to do, and i have to lug my 5 kg instrument with my at least 3 kg bag home tommorrow,something i am more than obviously absolutely unwilling to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what is up with all the damned lessons in school? they simply sweep past me, not even entering-not to mention registering in my mind. especially maths. i cannot comprehend a single wor mdm lim mutters or mubles for that matter. her pace is so inconsistenet that  instead of guiding us to the correct formula she throws us off the train. no, i don't actually hate her. i just cannot help but feel everything is so mixed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never bother if i end up sleeping at 1 am now. i cannot really be irked by how much work i have left to do no matter how i mentally abuse myself for that. if work remains blank and empty, i mentally smile and shrug, saying it would get done one day regardless. the fact i am writing this post instead of completing my maths corrections (which many people copy instead, but i kicked off that habit thanks to tan huiqi jolene) is the most excellent and valid proof of so. school whispers into my revolving life, disappearing once uttered and what remains are none of memories but the same girl, back to square one, all lost since the month of janurary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can picture myself lying on the grass, with its minute blades nudging against the surface of my skin and my hair all over the ground, spread out as it relaxes. my legs recieving a slight embrace from my hands that pull themcloser to my body, my eyes focused on the stars that twinkle akin to electrical lights.the night's winds, stronger than a breeze, blow awayall the things in life&lt;br /&gt;that used to and are supposed to bother me. right now all i can do is to wait for this awful period of life to pass, before a settled, dilligent life comes knocking at the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i desire is a break. is the requirements of that so difficult to meet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-9062725033555889961?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/9062725033555889961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=9062725033555889961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/9062725033555889961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/9062725033555889961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-goodness.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-679761263391881874</id><published>2007-05-15T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T04:56:17.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm posting!! haha! finally, right? anyway today we had band and we watched this video on japan bands. it was super cool! tran and i were on highXD. and then we were watching this school perform. since all the players seemed to be girls, someone was like'oh, girl's school' and then a few momentes later i babbled 'ooh! got man' and then everyone laughed their butts off. good thing mr ong or the leaders were around . heheh. even better was that we got to watch mircale worker during geog today. ann and i were like'goodness. she's so violent' but that girl actress one heck of a good actress. today, miss begam was on high too. she asked me if i was going to run away when she saw my instrument. surpirisingly, she was blown away by the fact that i was playing the saxophone. cant help it. it just makes me sexy. but it takes time. heheh. oh yeah and the phototaking! i just know i look more spastic than i already am. sorry jiaxuan. i ruined your face by putting mine next to yours ^-^"" oh yes and er i will update my links. someday. sorry dudes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-679761263391881874?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/679761263391881874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=679761263391881874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/679761263391881874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/679761263391881874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-posting-haha-finally-right-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-1421728214206014201</id><published>2007-03-07T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T01:35:19.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tution nostalgia</title><content type='html'>EVERYONE has been bugging me to update more oftern. but this is very often already! oh well, never mind. today i went online to talk to marissa (from PL primary-i know all the PL girls in cedar i know her...theodora should see this!) and got a sudden stab of nostalgia. she and elias (formerly from tao nan, that samrt-people school) were my tution mates. WERE WE A COMBINATION MAN. you can say that the result is of that of putting a very funny girl, a super animated (so quoted by aunty selina, our teacher -because i make funny noises all the time) and a cheeky guy together(fine, unique). every lesson was hilarious. i still remember when we finished, aunty selina let in the dog Fudge. apparently fudge is ALWAYS in a crazy mood after being locked out for so long(so as not to disturb us) so he went hyper, clawing at marissa and me non -stop. we shrieked, kneeled on the chairs as he charged forward barking. elias tried to help by saying "Come here fudge!" and ran outside. naturally, fudge followed, dashing after him. just when the two damsels in distress (did i use it correctly?) thought it was over, elias sped back into the house screaming for all he was worth, in a very hana kimi/manga style,for now fudge was after &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIM. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the dog bit his pants, refusing to let go while elias tried to wriggle away. i also recall that smart marissa get all the spelling correct while i continued to fail, and elias stilll spelled &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;toilet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; toliet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. while she received all the glory and praise with much satisfication, both of us just watched in jealousy. she gave a loud protest 'HEY' when she caught the whisper of '&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;teacher's pet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;' elias disclosed to me. oh the memories! if i drew it out in comic style will it be really accurate- the whole process was like a comedy. still remember when i was the first to leave the tution, they had this  goldfish-eye look when aunty selina announced it. they even shook my hand firmly with a very formal 'goodbye' in such a manner that it seemed it was my funeral instead.now we are in all (surprisingly) uni-sex schools. sigh. this year i have been recalling all the past for some reason. actually, i still remember my first experince when i sat on the toilet bowl. i'm serious! ^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-1421728214206014201?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/1421728214206014201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=1421728214206014201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/1421728214206014201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/1421728214206014201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/03/tution-nostalgia.html' title='tution nostalgia'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-6906074835863893050</id><published>2007-02-23T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T19:25:42.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its me again. i'm being laazy for 5 minutes. haa.i suddenly miss everyone from 6/1....don't get me wrong, i still love 1M.sigh. life is such a roller-coaster. why is it that everyone is a workaholic while i am a creativeholic? they crave work, i crave creativty. actually, maybe i'm not cut for studying. explains my PSLE score and my recent tests. woohooo. i think i had better stop now. people will be bored to death. hehehhe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-6906074835863893050?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/6906074835863893050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=6906074835863893050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/6906074835863893050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/6906074835863893050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-me-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-117197659379212307</id><published>2007-02-20T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T05:03:13.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back</title><content type='html'>wow! i am acyually posting after...i suppose 3 months? hahahhaaaa. i really feel like dumping school (despite that it can be fun) because i keep FAILING. i feel so dumb i tell you. absolutley as if i have no single little bit of intelligence exisiting within me. WAAAH. all i want to do is to sit down, listen to music, finish planning at least the outline of the book i kept in my head almost for 2 years now, and write it out. perhaps, make it into a manga even as i had originally planned. JOKE. i cant do that! i'll starve to death without an education. oh well. the blues of not having that after PSLE break. bleah. i shan't talk anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-117197659379212307?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/117197659379212307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=117197659379212307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/117197659379212307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/117197659379212307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-back.html' title='im back'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-116772143721160126</id><published>2007-01-01T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:03:57.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 is here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7934/1404/1600/232547/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7934/1404/320/670519/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha! here i am again..eheh. i just have to blog about my life this time . the fcbc countdown 2007 ROCKED. FCBC I LOVE YOU. i dressed retro like the theme, with my mother's shirt and long long skirt with&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink-polkadotted&lt;/span&gt; bandanna. WOOT. first we had youth service where pastor khong compassiontely prayed for EVERYONE. im not kidding. really everyone. at first i felt really nervous waiting there, but when another lady touched me, it was just so peaceful as i just fell back. after that wonderful encounter, we went for the cluster event-the ethnos emmanuel event. there i met people who told me they were tweleve when they were twenty over.it was rather fun too, and all of us took a photo together. no prizes for spotting where i am in the photo! after dinnner we went for the countdown. we had great worship where i just lost myself in dancing and singing. mr gingerbread man made an appearence too, to give out prizes. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I LOVE MR GINGERBREAD MAN. HE IS JUST SO ADORABLE.&lt;/span&gt; they also had a special worship session with all the old songs i grew up with, and i was dancing those children moves i had been taught with those songs. there was also one part of the countdown where people wrote their life difficulties, before flipping it around to say how god helped them. i remember one of the ones i cheered extra loudly for was this young man who wrote ' colour blind in orange and red ' and on the other side it was written ' &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but i wrote these myself !&lt;/span&gt;' in a orange-coloured marker. there was a couple who held this adorable girl in their hands and thei sign saying 'doctor says baby 90% with &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;down-syndrome ' but on the other side was written ' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;GOD says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;megan is 100% healthy!". and baby megan waved to the audience! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;one of the most touching ones was a young man who wrote ' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;a drug addict ' and flipped it over to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but now i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HIGH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JESUS! ' there was also a session when we shared with our parteners on what we could thank god for in 2006. boy, i had a lot to talk about! there was a slideshow of 2006 and everyone cheered at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;EVERY picture of pastor khong and our youth pastors. they are the best! i need to go pack my bag now, so i really need to stop now. but i would fill in more details if i have the time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-116772143721160126?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/116772143721160126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=116772143721160126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/116772143721160126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/116772143721160126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007-is-here.html' title='2007 is here'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-116210703404983551</id><published>2006-10-29T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T00:30:34.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PSLE IS OVER! ( shounen week!)</title><content type='html'>PSLE IS OVER!!!!! yes, this post is late. ahahah. how is the blogskin? drew it myself(picture)^-^&lt;br /&gt;todayi wanted to introduce two shounen shows today. shounen means shao nian in chinese, which basically means young guy. these 2 shows are guy shows and invovle loads of fighting, minimum romance and tons of lame humour. very appealing. first of all is my newest love, the law of ueki( ueki no housoku). it is super lame, very action packed and very fast moving. there is a funny clip you can see later(downwards). by the way, the song in my blog is the 1st ending theme from it. the whole show is abt ueki kousuke who receives a power enabling him to turn trash into trees. but i  warn you the 1st episode is REALLY vulgar. just to let you know, teh meh means darn you, not f you. its a horrible translation for the 1st episode, but the rest are alright. the next show is a my favourite manga, MAR. its abt ginta who gets transported to another world and attains a weapon called an ARM in that world, babbo. the manga is absolutely lovely but the anime has many cheesy special effects. advised to read the manga instead. anyway, here's the video links!&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V3Ch_xqzVgg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V3Ch_xqzVgg&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4tyXeHIEgD4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4tyXeHIEgD4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-116210703404983551?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/116210703404983551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=116210703404983551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/116210703404983551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/116210703404983551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2006/10/psle-is-over-shounen-week.html' title='PSLE IS OVER! ( shounen week!)'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-114648137210541891</id><published>2006-05-01T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T04:02:52.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>short reviews-PLEASE TAG COMMENTS ON PIC BELOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/1600/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/320/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sorry, nowadays i dun have time to post, so this could be my final one b4 PSLE. basically im not going through all the standard reviews on gakuen alice, but im gonna watch episode 17 and 18 tonight. i have been reading the manga, which i have to admit has a lot better art work than the anime. the manga is full of mystery, and im saving up to buy all 6 (or seven?) manga volumes after PSLE. ill be wishing like mad manga shops have it. i can't afford to buy it from amazon.com. and i still promised to buy jolene a swensen's sundae! zhen ting is her witness, so i have no escape. sigh. okok, now i need to go snatch the remote control from my parents and watch gakuen alice. kidding. before i go, ii need to ask everyone a question. does tsubasa reiko ( the guy in the pic) look ok? i drew him myself. he's the chracter in my 'manga' maho gakuen (school of magic). PLEASE TAG COMMENTS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-114648137210541891?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/114648137210541891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=114648137210541891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/114648137210541891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/114648137210541891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2006/05/short-reviews-please-tag-comments-on.html' title='short reviews-PLEASE TAG COMMENTS ON PIC BELOW'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-114536933868087054</id><published>2006-04-18T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T07:08:58.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more music</title><content type='html'>okok...everyone..just a short notice..if you're irritated of the same music i always have.. here are two of my fav amvs(anime music viedos) you can choose from. they're nice, trust me. =). oh yeah, ill add ultra maniac episodes and other really nice shows episodes when i have time. yes,ultra maniacs really IS an anime show even when it is our group name..i came up with the name and itroduced it to fellow maniacs when i had pneumonia and we are crazier than dearest nina. have fun...( ill update gakuen alice episodes next time..im waiting for episode 16! =)  NAISHO FANSUBS HAS NOT SUBBED EPISODE 16...AND I CAN'T EVEN GET THE RAWS!!) by the way, raws are just the episodes with no subs.  internet anime speak. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-114536933868087054?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/114536933868087054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=114536933868087054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/114536933868087054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/114536933868087054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2006/04/more-music.html' title='more music'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-114269009252085700</id><published>2006-03-18T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T01:16:49.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT MORE NATSUME AND RUKA!(gakuen alice episode 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;these episodes so far have been terrific! especially episodes 2 and 4.^-^. BLEAAHHH..BAKA. I WANT MORE RUKA. I WANT MORE NATSUME. BBAAAAAKKKKAAAA. YIII TEH. &lt;strong&gt;eng-jap explainations:seiyuu~voice&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;'actors' sensei~teacher gakuen~school kun/chan/san~a way of calling someone in an informal matter. kawaii~cute baka~stupid yii teh~damn it/jerk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;episode 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/1600/alice02a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" height="178" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/320/alice02a.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my fav episode!this episode started off by continuing where they left off in the last one.so natsume jumped off the wall, without realising that nrumi-sensei had already grown a bean whip, and whipped off his mask. then narumi-sensei retrieved the whip, and beamed at mikan, telling mikan that they could finally see his cute lovely face now. of course, this horrified dear mikan-chan. when i saw natsume's face, i was wishing like MAD that he and mikan would end up together. i mean, one handsome, one kawaii and pretty,aren't they &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/1600/c1c286bc2a1c3d797019edad28a3f6e4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/320/c1c286bc2a1c3d797019edad28a3f6e4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;meant to be?? anyway, narumi-sensei used his phermone alice to knock poor natsume-kun unconcious, by blowing in his face, and this shocked both mikan and i. no offence but the way narumi-sensei does things seems a bit.. flirty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that aside, naru-sensei brings mikan and natsume inside a room and outs ntasume on a couch. he then tells mikan that he has to go comfirm her enterance in the school and leaves. bewildered mikan-chan in confused and began imagining things. like naru sensei wearing a scary mask and laughing evily and that is when the seiyuu did a fantastic job!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/1600/alice02c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/320/alice02c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; also, things like naru-sensei whipping the kid's faces and began having second thoughts about coming to this gakuen. when she was in the midst of frightening herself, another sensei(the one with black hair and a wooden katana)&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/1600/alice02d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/320/alice02d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and started hollering about naru-sensei stealing the bean whips from the greenhouse again. that gave mikan the shock of her life, and that sensei apologised. a now very scared mian took the opptrunity while natsume-kun was peacefully sleeping to ask that sensei about naru. well, that bio sensei expalined that naru is actually harmless and nice, and only did so as to punish natsume-kun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that relieved mikan, and that sensei went out again due to a report that someone had broken into the nimal barn and the giant eagle was missing.he told mikan that if natsume woke up before any sensei arrived, she had to press a red button on the wall. mikan relaxed and began looking at photos of she and hotaru had taken. all of a sudden, she felt a tug on her hair and was pinned to the sofa by natsume. he threatened to burn her hair, and demanded to know who was she. mikan started making a racket, and natsume tried to burn her hair, but he couldn't. at that time to me it looked like natsume was raping her, and to my relif he wasn't. just then, the glass window shattered and a boy jumped in by the window. it was natsume's ichiban tomoedachii(best friend), daigo ruka. OH YES! MORE RUKA-PYON. hehe. so natsume continues to tell ruka what has been going on. just then, mikan begins to make a lot of noise because natsume wanted to teach her a lesson. natsume tried to burn her hair, but realised it was impossible. at a very nice timing, the two sensei's came in. mikan ran to  naru-sensei, sobbing and her skirt dropped.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; natsume saw her panty of course, and called her 'polka dot' or rather 'mizu tama panties' in japanese.  natsume and ruka escaped, leaving devestated mikan to cry a huge puddle on the table, which she did. ah, i LOVED her expression. and the seiyuu for mikan was great!  actually, in the manga, natsume YANKED HER UNDERCLOTHING OUT. actually, i think it slipped down, and somehow landed in natsume's hands. that would be seriously HILAROUS. well, back to the anime. naru-sensei tried to comfort mikan, saying that it was no big deal when her panties got seen. but she only started wailing even harder, saying that she'll never get married. then narumi- sensei made his second mistake, saying that at that time thet'll let natsume take responsibility ( WHICH I STRONGLY SUPPORT!). that made mikan totally go nuts. but truly, that was VERY funny. that show will make you roll on the floor with laughter! then somehow, naru-sensei managed to cheer her up and gave her her school uniform. then her class representatives came in, which turned out to be hotaru. after that really ridiculous hugging incident where mikan wanted to hug hotaru( which she did) she stepped into her nightmare class. there were all sorts of amazing people there-or at least to mikan, and when she introduced herself to the class, they started to throw paper balls at her and that lousy relif teacher. well, at least nonoko-chan was nice to her and said 'yoroshiku neh?' meaning please show me the ropes . then she was asked to sit at the back, where a boy was lying with a book on his face. to her shock and horror, it was natsume. he greeted her with a ' oh, ohmiyeh-mizutama panties.' which means 'it's you, polka-dotted panties' our infuriated mikan made a racket, and got herself into trouble when a lackey of natsume's used his alice and lifted her up into the air.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/1600/gakuen-alice0202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/320/gakuen-alice0202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;impression&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;well? it was wonderfully funny! and my ruka and natsume came to visit more often.^-^ hehe. hope they'll have such originatily &amp;amp; humor next time. i am planning to buy the manga next time when i have money. yeah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-114269009252085700?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/114269009252085700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=114269009252085700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/114269009252085700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/114269009252085700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-want-more-natsume-and-rukagakuen.html' title='I WANT MORE NATSUME AND RUKA!(gakuen alice episode 2)'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-114266173242014239</id><published>2006-03-17T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T22:02:12.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gakuen alice episode 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/1600/alice01f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/1600/alice5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/320/alice5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/1600/alice2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/320/alice2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/1600/alice1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/320/alice1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this anime is a great hit in the anime internet.throuhout this story has a great sense of mystery and laughter. our herorine mikan, on the left,is a very energetic girl who lives in the ountryside and attends an old,run-down shabby school and lives with her very encouraging ojii-chan(grandpa.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the story starts out as they viewed a little kawaii turtle trudjing slowy on a dirt path. then the camera zooms over to a very determined 10-year-old sakura mikan encouraging everyone to take a protest in tearing down herbeloved school and after which, they would merge with a city gakuen(school).unlike her classmates, mikan was unwilling to leave the school with wonderful memories of her best friend, imai hotaru chan. there were flashbacks of mikan remebering those sweet, wonderful memories in that shabby gakuen and meeting hotaru,especially how they got together for a money-grabbing chance to win a competion for kawaii ojou-chans(little girls). mainly, that was hotaru's idea. that was when hotarus alice first made it's apperance, with that hippo-fishing incident. well not really, actually.so the story went on, and hotaru fired a gun to snap mikan back into reality. then our hotaru went away, and mikan and friends decided to see what the new stranger outside the gakuen was doing.when mikan finally got the turtle mail,she went to find hotaru...which turned from a heart warming-moment to a hilarous gag of yet another fight of mikan and hotaru. but there was some heart warmth after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/1600/alice6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/320/alice6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when hotaru left for alice gakuen, she only wrote a single letter to mikan in 9 whole months. poor mikan loast her genki image andwas low in spirits all the time.her classmtes noticed this, and began spreading rumors about alice gakuen, saying thathotaru went there for money and all sorts of nonsense what not. finally,after school,mikan heard that hotaru actually donated money when she was in alice gakuen to save the current gakuen mikan was in. mikan couldn't take it,and finally ran away tothe big cithy to meet hotaru in alice gakuen. of course,when she reached there, she was not authorised to enter. two kidnappers,seeing that she was in distress,took advatage to kidnap her by using a ridiculous tick by saying that they could take her into the alice gakuen,which gullible mikan galdy believed. fortunately,&lt;br /&gt;narumi-sensei came to the rescue with his phermon alice and allowed her to be one of the students in gakuen alice, which elated mikan. just then, the gakuen walls expolded which sent our mikan flying and crashing on the ground afterward. then she cathes her first &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/1600/alice01f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" height="113" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7934/1404/320/alice01f.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;glimpse of the black cat..hyuu natsume.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;impression&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;honestly, i was blown away with the cute opening song and all the gags in this show. the chracter desgin is great, and i love the seiyuus to pieces,especially mikan's.iusually 1st episodes are boring, but this one was highly entertaining.besides, ther was alot of mystery about natsume and alice gaken as well as mikan's alice.i can't wait yo see the last episode.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-114266173242014239?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/114266173242014239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=114266173242014239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/114266173242014239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/114266173242014239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2006/03/gakuen-alice-episode-1.html' title='gakuen alice episode 1'/><author><name>Joanne and Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04534287645738701676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24285042.post-114265667882644580</id><published>2006-03-17T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T06:24:42.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new blog! (blah about rules and welcome speech..)</title><content type='html'>i am so sorry about having a new blog. my old one got deleted! alright but feel free to look around! but this blog is mainly about anime and almost nothing about my life, so if you are looking for that crazy anime-like life in me (which i DO have) go man na sai, min na(sorry,everyone) but i would HARDLY put it up. but likely all my nutnut friends and didis(darren,alfred,yan zhou,peng jie,kenneth,wing bun...) would tell you ALL about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my PSLE i promise that i would do all anime i know about which does not really include bleach but ill try. i might not post for months in the future but as i said, iwould make up for it. but if you really want, i can tell the tales of mr goh and the gags which resemble anime but in english and chinese as well as hokkien of 6/1 one and madam noor's wit and sense of sacrasm. but that would be later.^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog is where i really commit to get everyone the best anime and best pictures. all right, it SOUNDS like a stupid restuarnt pledge but i mean it. if anyone has any complaint or suggestion feel free do do so on the cbox, for i would really appreaciate it. that is if you mean it. if you do not like the chracters i praise or condemmn, you may also take part in a mini forum in the cbox. i am most elated to help you find info and post it on this blog but &lt;strong&gt;i am saying that any purely pronographic anime or purely homosexual anime i am NOT willing to post anything. give me nice,pleaseant and clean anime to work with.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;aligato min na san. ja, matah neh,min na!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(thank you,everyone!see you,everyone!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24285042-114265667882644580?l=meow-and-milk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/feeds/114265667882644580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24285042&amp;postID=114265667882644580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/114265667882644580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24285042/posts/default/114265667882644580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meow-and-milk.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-new-blog-blah-about-rules-and.html' title='my new blog! 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