<?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-6266299</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:45:46.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>full fledged nut</title><subtitle type='html'>yadda</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-108073561755628308</id><published>2004-03-31T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T20:23:54.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bwahhaa i'm so sorry darlings. i've shifted :D again. yes i'm sorry! you gotta update your links now! heh :) it's... *drumrolls* http://nut.notedonpaper.com isn't the url lovely? :) lovely host too. and i like my site. the layout's a bit simple for the mo, but simple is classy; simple is good. hahaha. i hope. till the next layout, i guess i'm leaving it as it is :)take care!(bye </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108073561755628308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108073561755628308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108073561755628308' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-108064231611029012</id><published>2004-03-30T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T18:28:51.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pinched it from lianne :) (thaaaaaankiew dear! :D)10 important things in my bag:1. wallet2. mobile3. receiver 4. keys5. tissue (LOL not SO important but it's just in my school bag all the time)6. specs. in case something happens to my contact lens7. contact lens case. as above.8. at least one postcard. lol (don't ask)9. a pen10. wax case. (for braces)9 things I really want right now</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108064231611029012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108064231611029012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108064231611029012' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-108055619742134353</id><published>2004-03-29T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T18:33:31.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ohmygoodness. did i just say that in one second?! i was hunting for my address book, and look what I found! oh the memories! i thought i lost those forever!! and i found those postcards of Utt that PJ got for me! (*huggles pj*) ahhh. i can't believe i found them!! *does the happy dance* oh man it's such a great day :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108055619742134353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108055619742134353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108055619742134353' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-108055224930412253</id><published>2004-03-29T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T17:58:15.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whoopee! i'm a happy girl today. :) firstly, Emaths CA was relatively easy. i think. i hope. :)secondly, Brenda said she's happy with her new seat because of the people sitting around her. *AHEM* lol i turned to her and gave me cheesy grin, and she went, "Oh NEVERMIND." LOL dead hilarious. i love my seat too. :D i love shi yu, brenda that bunch. bwahhaa. Friday's sports day! might ask them out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108055224930412253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108055224930412253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108055224930412253' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-108044741951243430</id><published>2004-03-28T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T14:09:07.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>since there were annoyance present when i was typing this lyrics out to others, i'll do it here. (edit: i have this funny feeling that person thinks i meant is as that person's annoying, but  meant it as that person was showing the act of being annoyed when i typed it out.) love this song. it's especially great to sing it when you feel low. like maybe when you get back your term1's progress </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108044741951243430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108044741951243430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108044741951243430' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-108038047558551096</id><published>2004-03-27T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T17:51:53.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been pretty fun during classes lately. Especially with Maryam (my vice-chairperson) around! She's been nice and sabotage-y to me lately haha. Like on Wednesday, during Amaths. *rolls eyes @ Samantha (sammi, that's y I asked who are you when u left ur name as Sam on my tag -grin-)*Mrs Loy: (yadda something about her teaching pri sch kids before)Class: thought you said you taught English </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108038047558551096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108038047558551096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108038047558551096' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-108021989464895296</id><published>2004-03-25T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T21:08:23.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it hurts. IT HURTS!! *whines* the bloody braces. they don't have black, so she gave me dark blue, and when it's stretched, it looks like normal blue. hmm. i look like one big fat idiot. *whine* it hurtsssssssssss a lotttttttttttttt. waaaaaaaaaaaaa *whine*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108021989464895296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108021989464895296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108021989464895296' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-10800471974690710</id><published>2004-03-23T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T21:10:03.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahhhh my god. did anyone watch 'Oh Carol!'? let me just rant. honestly i SWEAR i got over him. but that show just drove me nuts again!UTT KISSED CAROL LIKE 3 MILLION TIMES! (ok maybe 3 times, but what the heck?) 3 MILLION TIMES!! and that "because i cannot see myself waking up every single day beside anyone but you" IS TOO MUCH FOR ME TO TAKE!! lol utt's cheating on me!! (LOL right) ahhhhhhhh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/10800471974690710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/10800471974690710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#10800471974690710' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-108004093395051523</id><published>2004-03-23T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T19:26:14.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was looking through my folders, and i suddenly found where all my 2e6 pics went to! :) ah i'm so glad to find them... reminisce the times...don't ask. lolwe didn't feel like posing the natural way by saying 'cheese' and smiling all the time..oh yesh we're gonna be in the same school for 10 years!i have a funny feeling audrey's gonna kill me for putting up the pics. lolagain, don't ask. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108004093395051523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108004093395051523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108004093395051523' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-108003488834529777</id><published>2004-03-23T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T17:58:31.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was complaining about the weather earlier, with sweat trickling down my forehead, and Bedok interchange was bloody smoky. It was like some industrial area or something. And after that luscious bath, oh how wonderful now :) lol now yes, don't mind me, I'm just putting my Public Speaking enrichment to good use, not that I'm speaking aloud now, but we were told to give a speech on an introduction of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108003488834529777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/108003488834529777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108003488834529777' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107969073522581259</id><published>2004-03-19T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T18:08:55.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you...1. ...owned a restaurant, what kind of food would you serve?none. i'll own a cafe. with stuff like brownies, cakes, cookies, those sort. of course with juices and coffee.2. ...owned a small store, what kind of merchandise would you sell?CDs. i'll be playing all the CDs i wanna listen to. so i won't have to buy.3. ...wrote a book, what genre would it be?romance novel prolly.4. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107969073522581259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107969073522581259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107969073522581259' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107968716882069602</id><published>2004-03-19T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T17:09:29.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH MY GOD. i totally screwed up like everything. oh crap i'm so dead. i did my english proj in school, on the desktop. and i forgot to save it back to the diskette or send it to my own email. i'm hugely dead. i'm horrifyingly gonna get murdered. oh my god. oh my god. please somebody. pray for me. oh holy crappo. it's due on tuesday. i'm dead. i'm dead. i'm dying. oh crap. *wails*oh no. i have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107968716882069602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107968716882069602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107968716882069602' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107951229859844785</id><published>2004-03-17T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T16:34:56.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yes i finally caught up with all the tv shows! FINALLY!! heh heh. watched 2 consecutive episodes of smallville + last week's american idol, the wildcard round + results. and i realised i miss watching RUBEN'S DIMPLES! :p well they were cute. but i'd definitely look even more forward to clay returning to the show to perform. ruben's "sorry 2004" wasn't the best choice. but then again, he's only </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107951229859844785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107951229859844785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107951229859844785' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107944426375446197</id><published>2004-03-16T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T16:14:48.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friday Five1. What was the last song you heard?er. "If We Hold On Together" by erm. us. (camp committee) it was a forfeit. lol2. What were the last two movies you saw?"parent trap" (sunday). erm. next is probably "stuck on you"? k that is yonks ago.3. What were the last three things you purchased?bread. KFC for lunch on sunday. erm. paid for the rockclimbing thing? also on sunday.4. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107944426375446197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107944426375446197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107944426375446197' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107927104268591871</id><published>2004-03-14T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T21:33:56.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was fuuuuuuun. ok apart from the dental appointment in the morning. lolthe dental appointment was a-ok. i've gotta go back on wednesday to get those teeth unneeded to be extracted. *shudder* so basically had some weird yellow substance in my teeth for about a minute for the upper and lower jaw separately. my bro claims it's to mould the shape of my teeth. okay but it didn't seem like it. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107927104268591871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107927104268591871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107927104268591871' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107918699846835440</id><published>2004-03-13T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T22:13:11.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i can't stand it. i love this song. (thx for sending, yp!)Yeah, ooooh...We started as friendsBut something happened inside meNow I'm reading into everythingBut there's no sign you hear the lightning, babyYou don't ever notice me turning on my charmOr wonder why I'm always where you areI've made it obviousDone everything but sing it(I've crushed on you so long, but on and on you get me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107918699846835440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107918699846835440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107918699846835440' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107909128147218334</id><published>2004-03-12T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T19:37:52.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     Cattell's 16 Factor Test Results   Warmth ||||||||||||||||||||| 62%   Intellect ||||||||||||||| 50%   Emotional Stability |||||||||||| 34%   Aggressiveness ||||||||||||||||||||| 66%   Liveliness |||||||||||||||||| 54%   Dutifulness |||||||||||||||||||||||| 74%   Social Assertiveness ||||||||||||||||||||| 66%   Artistic Interests ||||||||||||||||||||| 66%   Paranoia ||||||||||||||| 42%   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107909128147218334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107909128147218334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107909128147218334' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107900056357840648</id><published>2004-03-11T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T18:32:52.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm so broke. so freaking broke.$9 for class tee deposit las week.$(god knows how much. for all the 10-yr-series)more to come... SIMPLY TOMORROW, i need to pay..1) $10 for class tee2) $7.30 for Chem TYS3) $13 for AVand i just spent $27.50 early this week for my bus-concession.AND i need to get a present for shona.AND i need money to go shop.AND i need money cos (*grin seige*) i'm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107900056357840648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107900056357840648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107900056357840648' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107891955202085207</id><published>2004-03-10T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T21:36:52.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm so sick of everything. i'm so sick of school. i'm so sick of tests. i'm so sick of being results-oriented. i'm so sick of all the meetings. i'm so sick of planning for the forthcoming camp. i'm so sick of being alone. i'm so sick of being a loner. i'm so sick of having to keep everything to myself. i'm so sick of the tight schedule. i'm so sick of the stress. i'm so sick of everything.i'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107891955202085207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107891955202085207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107891955202085207' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107882832847317571</id><published>2004-03-09T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T18:38:00.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think these are real hilarious. (thx kenneth)aren't they? :panyhow, it's been a dead boring day. and i haven't got my facts right for the winners of Cheerobics! cos apparently Jeremy and JA are giving me contradicting info. oh no i'm not gonna be able to finish my report.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107882832847317571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107882832847317571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107882832847317571' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107874336269492148</id><published>2004-03-08T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T18:59:08.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>something someone sent me through email. which is quite funny cos it's about Leo Females. and erm. the language sounds very singlish. *nods* which is rather obvious actually. haha.She will stand out of the crowd on the street. Leo woman normally tall or rather tall. You will hardly see a short thick woman. When she walks she walk like a queen, confident and does not look around, though as if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107874336269492148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107874336269492148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107874336269492148' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107866594050350831</id><published>2004-03-07T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T21:32:04.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gah! i haven't had a post with tons of pics for quite long. so don't blame me if the site takes long to load kay. :) the pics are good. cos i took them. bwahhaa. er well with the help of my cousin for some of 'em ;) but anyway. lemmi tell you what happened!aight. first my cousin and i headed down to ngee ann city civic plaza, and yeah it was pretty crowded already! some groups were rehearsing. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107866594050350831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107866594050350831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107866594050350831' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107858380559083860</id><published>2004-03-06T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T22:39:48.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>met up with the birthday boy, earlier on. [happy birthday to you... happy birthday to you... los cumpleaños felices al yupei... happy birthday to you!] for like erm 2 minutes? lol just to pass him his birthday present.(yesh i got it in time anyway. :) whilst my granny and dad were shopping around in the early afternoon, i sneaked off to get him something yummy. haha) and apparently he was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107858380559083860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107858380559083860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107858380559083860' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107849467338411945</id><published>2004-03-05T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T21:54:14.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FridayFiveWhat was...1. ...your first grade teacher's name?pri 1 was mrs chia. i remember very clearly. she loved me. *g* my class had 2 monitors, but whenever she left the class, she'd ask me to look after the class. :D2. ...your favorite Saturday morning cartoon?ha. saturday morning i'm either at school or snoozing away. i have a longgggg fri-saturday sleep. :)3. ...the name of your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107849467338411945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107849467338411945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107849467338411945' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107839936861994060</id><published>2004-03-04T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T19:25:48.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's a terrible day. a real terrible one. only good thing about it? oh i have good hair day today. hahahafirst and foremost, i was tired. physically very very tired. i don't know why.secondly, i was feeling uncomfortable. very. physically too. weird things going on in me. like take recess for example. i was hungry. but i didn't feel like eating. which person in the right mind would feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107839936861994060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107839936861994060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107839936861994060' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107831204442797013</id><published>2004-03-03T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T20:50:55.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>erm let's just say the layout looks a bit weird as it is, but i can't be bothered. i'm dead pissed. tons of yaggings going around in the house. granny-mother crap. yes the bloody miscommunication that god knows what happened, and my granny's happily, not literally, yagging away. about every thing on the planet. regarding my mum of course. like SHUT UP ALREADY. she's letting her imagination run </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107831204442797013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107831204442797013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107831204442797013' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107814321127893251</id><published>2004-03-01T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T20:33:33.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yes, i went to school today. it was tolerable. pretty glad i went actually, cos there wasn't much happening. a lot of vocal stuff today. picked on during chinese. T.W.I.C.E. and yes i was paying attention. *mutter* but i didn't really care. physics was theory, but i was partially trying to study for the CA later on. heh. :p got some catching up of theory lessons to do now. yikes.now, for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107814321127893251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107814321127893251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107814321127893251' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107802002474647754</id><published>2004-02-29T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T20:47:13.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>argh. i'm pissed. for having fever. i hate being ill. i guess noone likes being ill. i like cough and flu the best. fever suckssssssssssssssss. i'm fcking ill. i'm bloody ill. and i hate it. it's bloody 37.8 degrees Celsius, and it doesn't seem to wanna go away.morning when i JUST woke up: 37.8slept 15 mins more: 38.0went to brush teeth: 37.1now: 37.8*mutter* GO AWAY YOU FEVER BUG!! U HEAR</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107802002474647754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107802002474647754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107802002474647754' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107794958512441081</id><published>2004-02-28T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T14:29:17.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>things don't always turn out as bad as you expect them to beby the way, i received my amaths test yesterday.can you imagine how terrible it is to feel the loss of 5 marks for a silly mistake right from the start? no wonder i couldn't figure it out. shit it.erm. i think there's something hugely wrong about my eyes.but i'm pretty alright with it i guess. 22/30, compared to an expected </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107794958512441081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107794958512441081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107794958512441081' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107779142861964353</id><published>2004-02-26T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T18:33:18.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im not gonna do another post. i was pretty much feeling better. but now i'm not. cos i blogged a gazillion words. fine i'm exaggerating. a million words. and the bloody comp probably hates me whining. so it switched off by itself. THANK YOU *hard pats on the CPU* DAMN IT! grr grr grr. no i'm not gonna repeat what i mentioned. it is far too much. it was about stress. and more stress. and tests. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107779142861964353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107779142861964353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107779142861964353' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107771268160971263</id><published>2004-02-25T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T20:40:50.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>erm. good thing, no more tests till next week! bad thing? more tests next week! chem spa today sucks. i'm gonna flunk it. and i have an essay to do that i don't feel like working on. yippee. -_-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107771268160971263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107771268160971263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107771268160971263' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107753995461678801</id><published>2004-02-23T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T20:42:00.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>argh. i'm feeling terrible. my right eye feels weird. as though there's a lot of air entering my right eye than usual. and i'm having a blocked nose, and thus the sniffing.had slight flu, this morning to start things off. but during PE i was fine. we had a new module! volleyball! haha fun! and my tiny group of 4 were very funny to be with. we were laughing till we're so tired of laughing! oh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107753995461678801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107753995461678801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107753995461678801' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107743834321879092</id><published>2004-02-22T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T16:28:27.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i haven't been toasting bread lately. yes, that explains the result. *mutter*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107743834321879092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107743834321879092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107743834321879092' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107742540307497740</id><published>2004-02-22T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T12:52:47.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and nope, i haven't gotten over the simple plan frenzy thing. :pPatient. Devoted. Just a few words to describe you.And if anything, we'll meet you there. Which Simple Plan Song Are You? brought to you by Quizillalove that song. whew. i don't wanna end up going, "i'm a dick.. i'm addicted to you..." *cough* lolanyway, i had this hilariously weird dream last night. basically SIMPLE PLAN, my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107742540307497740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107742540307497740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107742540307497740' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107735585783414795</id><published>2004-02-21T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T17:33:41.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bloody annoying as it can get, when people get quite hypocritical. one to mention was an ex-penpal of mine, who only comes to me to talk about chasing. like for eg, when a1 was coming down 2 yrs back, we seldom talk, and she'd pop by to ask me.. hey when's a1 coming? where? what? how? which? whatsoever. to the extent i'd deliberately not tell her departure info till the last minute. cos she stays</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107735585783414795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107735585783414795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107735585783414795' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107733321748710703</id><published>2004-02-21T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T11:16:20.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aight. i was dead pissed last night. my granny had weird stuff going on in her head, she flared up at everything. apart from me that is. (living 90% of your time at home with a granny, u'll definitely know how to be a nice girl and keep out of her way. *nod*) but she was whining to me. so that was annoying. about my mum. about my bro. it never was about my dad anyway. and she went on and on, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107733321748710703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107733321748710703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107733321748710703' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107727410663941430</id><published>2004-02-20T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T18:51:08.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YESTERDAYyesh, anyway i was at suntec city's IT seminar. it was pretty okay i guess. the hosts were pretty funny and all that. but the people presenting their mobile application stuff that they won were... dead. i mean like monotonous. not dead literally. and i was like smsing during their speeches. erm well. but anyway..then we were free to visit the booths outside, set up by various </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107727410663941430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107727410663941430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107727410663941430' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107726866483141317</id><published>2004-02-20T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T17:20:26.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's been long since i did a friday five!When was the last time you...1. ...went to the doctor?flu jab. don't ask me when.. pretty long ago basically. but trust me. the jab was of no use. yesh. i still sneeze occasionally.2. ...went to the dentist?hmm... i can't remember. probably somewhere in late december. had my last milk tooth extracted. going again in a couple of weeks for braces! *</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107726866483141317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107726866483141317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107726866483141317' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107711000498307493</id><published>2004-02-18T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T21:16:04.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's quite sad to realise that apart from the MTV Asia Awards, i barely talk about anything else around here apart from school. no wonder lianne knew i was getting stressed. been feeling terrible the last two days. the flunking of tests, the workload, the number of upcoming tests. *blink*and what not. had an amath test today. 3 qns, only knew how to do 1. the other 2 were done halfway. crap. it's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107711000498307493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107711000498307493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107711000498307493' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107693857867185295</id><published>2004-02-16T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T21:38:55.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah it's been a long wkend. MTV Asia Awards was one of the biggies. (thx shona!) was with sammi and her bunch of friends (i can't remember their names. was it don? yeah and i forgot to ask for the guy's name. oops) but it was a lot of fun with 'em. they were lovely people *grin* who would forget, bitches are everywhere, when you're in the indoor stadium watching mtvasia awards. doh. it always </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107693857867185295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107693857867185295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107693857867185295' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107667409789279114</id><published>2004-02-13T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T20:10:50.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh yay. stuffs changed for the better. :) my cousin decided to try to go if she could eventually. yay muah muah! love ya darling! *huggles* u'll be my valentine for this yr. haha.anyway today at school was quite fun for the beginning. i was ms santa claus - valentine. gave away hershey's to everyone in the class, went running about trying to catch my friends from the other class to give them </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107667409789279114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107667409789279114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107667409789279114' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107666982808708816</id><published>2004-02-13T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T18:59:39.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I AM PISSED. fucking MAA is making a lotta crap outta me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107666982808708816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107666982808708816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107666982808708816' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107658207391157118</id><published>2004-02-12T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T18:37:04.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gah. the skit turned out alright. pretty fun actually. we came out with an impromptu bicker.me: well, that day i had a strong urge to eat durians, and when i came across his stall, i picked up the durian to examine it to see if it's of good quality. but apparently it was not up to my standard. so i picked another one, and who would have knew, i tripped over one of the durians while trying to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107658207391157118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107658207391157118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107658207391157118' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107649636049229174</id><published>2004-02-11T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T18:48:29.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was quite fun. hah! for a change. apart from chinese of course. had a composition test, which i crapped my way through. dear me. i need to score well for that to drag my marks up, in order not to have a red mark on my term1 result slip. *crosses fingers*for whatever reason, one of my classmate went insane today. lol we aren't that close but today we act like we've known each other since </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107649636049229174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107649636049229174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107649636049229174' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107640577808705587</id><published>2004-02-10T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T17:38:46.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in case u were wondering.. erm yeah stole it from lianne. *cough*1. Name: Annabelle2. Nick: anna, annz, ah huang, seige errr. ah beng, ah lian? *raises eyebrow* (don't ask)3. Middle Name: Swee. haha erm yea i guess. by right Swee's the middle one. :p4. Hair: solid black.5. Eyes: dark brown. consists of contacts i wear almost everyday.6. Height: 160cm (LOL oops lianne, i caught up with ya!)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107640577808705587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107640577808705587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107640577808705587' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107631942861512750</id><published>2004-02-09T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T17:39:35.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was a bad day. that's more than 'nuff said. firstly, the emath CA we had today sucked. yes, sure. i didn't study THAT hard. but i did flip through. and i was very sure i could remember everything, thus i didn't put in much effort to go try out everything. and i didn't regret not studying hard enough. cos the questions were not much from the textbook crap. either that or we weren't taught </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107631942861512750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107631942861512750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107631942861512750' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107624208285964713</id><published>2004-02-08T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T20:10:28.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lie to me, say that you need me That's what I wanna hear That is what,makes me happy Hoping you'll be near All this time, how could I know Within these walls, I can feel you Another day goes by, will never know just wonder why You made me feel good, made me smile I see it now, and I, can say it's gone That would be a lie Cannot control this, this thing called love You must think, how</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107624208285964713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107624208285964713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107624208285964713' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107622970374914354</id><published>2004-02-08T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T16:44:08.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lol i won't deny it. friday morning, i was feeling confident about the SS CA, since i could score a distinction for the assignment without referring much. and i was a bit complacent. aiya SS, heck lah. then when the paper came, i had cold sweat. lol i couldn't stop sweating. just got the paper, started scribbling. thank goodness i had just enough time. i think i missed out some points though. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107622970374914354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107622970374914354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107622970374914354' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107597229702989409</id><published>2004-02-05T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T17:13:58.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh woot. i'm finally a bit more outspoken in class. *grin* i shout out stuff to my teachers, i don't fear telling my teachers anything in between classes, i get along much better with my classmates and today, all in all, was a good day in terms of socialising. :) first period was higher chinese, and we had a new student. (sec 2 classmate) and they were all discussing on who to tell the teacher. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107597229702989409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107597229702989409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107597229702989409' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107589585644887150</id><published>2004-02-04T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T19:59:55.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ooh. today at school was a pretty good day, i guess. apart from the comprehension test we had, perhaps. cos it sucked a big time. i was like HUH? what's this? what's that? vocabulary, i knew 1 out of 5. ha. i'm so dead. *crosses fingers* please gimme a GOOD pass. i failed my mock compre the last time round. i need a good pass here!anyway, amath cheered me up later on though. i had full marks </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107589585644887150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107589585644887150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107589585644887150' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107581567759571830</id><published>2004-02-03T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T21:43:36.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay. i finally have adobe (thx kenneth!) so i can fit in photos in my entries again :) yesh, i see that grin in your faces. (if you're not grinning, just pretend you did. lol) i'm a happy girl today cos i didn't really have much homework. whee. :) and all my tests tomorrow are un-study-able. haha. compo test for chinese and compre test for english. which kind of worries me since i suddenly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107581567759571830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107581567759571830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107581567759571830' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107569775374039688</id><published>2004-02-02T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T12:58:10.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in case you were wondering about the improvement of mood, nope. not really. i got awaken up by the noise contributed by my granny's and my mum's bicker. first things first, bloody hell it's only 8, can't you maintain some peace till 9 or 10?! i manage to allow myself to shut down my ears and sleep till 9-ish, then my mum woke me up. i had a bath, and the bicker started again. i wasn't exactly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107569775374039688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107569775374039688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107569775374039688' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107564951296233577</id><published>2004-02-01T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T23:34:09.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>met up with kenneth, mingli, chuntsen and melvin today.. and we caught Stuck On You :) which was hilarious and good, for what i thought. bloody funny. one of my fave parts was them getting rid of the arse picking on the waiter. he got shoo-ed out and was called a freak by the manager (the brothers).Walt: Alright, burgers on the house tonight!(crowd cheers)Bob: No, you cheap bastards, he's just</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107564951296233577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107564951296233577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107564951296233577' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107563271765055335</id><published>2004-02-01T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T22:29:48.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes i feel like i'm my only friend...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107563271765055335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107563271765055335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107563271765055335' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107556370435485437</id><published>2004-01-31T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T09:44:43.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh man. it's been a perfect day today. :) it's been quite a while since i managed to TOUCH the computer. and oh yes it's brand new! :D i've got pics of it. but i just realised i haven't installed adobe, so :p *cough* lots of re-installing to do. and oh man XP! finally!! i was feeling outdated for a while. thankfully it's all updated. :) i like my speakers. and erm the screen! the CPU is HUGE. but</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107556370435485437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107556370435485437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107556370435485437' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107511291929717987</id><published>2004-01-26T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T18:30:46.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alert alert: my computer has broken down, thus you won't see me online much, unless i have no homework like today, then i would bother to come to my cousin's place (provided she's at home) to use the comp. then again, they're not using cable, so quite paiseh to use too. :p anyway, therefore, i'm on semi-hiatus.let's see. where do i begin. thursday night, at 9-ish, lianne called me cos she was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107511291929717987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107511291929717987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107511291929717987' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107476281582902721</id><published>2004-01-22T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T17:15:37.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CNY hasn't been very fantastic. and my uncle's constant ordering about is getting on my nerves. and my tolerance bottle is almost empty. so this is getting quite sucky. if he dares interrupt me during American Idol later i think i might flare up. gee. what a way to pass CNY.happy CNY anyway.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107476281582902721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107476281582902721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107476281582902721' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107467550661579280</id><published>2004-01-21T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T17:03:09.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to be honest, i'm not in the lunar new year mood yet. i was in a terrible mood today. woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. (no, please don't go telling me my bed's a single bed. and a small one. thanks.) lol and it was bad all the way till i met my cousin again. for movie. and i bought the pants i've been wanting to buy. though it's 39 bucks. and yea i regretted buying it for a while cos i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107467550661579280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107467550661579280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107467550661579280' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107460079013747521</id><published>2004-01-20T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T20:16:34.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ha. let me tell u what happened today. in the morning, i had biology, i almost dozed off but the class was so quiet and everyone was staring at the teacher giving their utmost attention that i felt bad so i struggled to keep awake. next was chinese, i tell ya that teacher is psycho. she has terrible mood swings. one day she's terribly nice, the next she's a lioness. i'm not very appreciative of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107460079013747521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107460079013747521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107460079013747521' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107451563214834908</id><published>2004-01-19T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T20:35:50.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feeling slightly better in the evening.met yu pei after school today (thx for waiting dear!) and apparently met my pri sch friend on the same bus, but i can't seem to recall her name. whoops. i doubt she remembers mine either cos she didn't call out my name or anything but she just saw me and smiled and waved. and she mouthed, "your stead ah?" i just rolled my eyes. anyway she didn't do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107451563214834908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107451563214834908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107451563214834908' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107431727721591290</id><published>2004-01-17T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T13:31:34.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haven't been feeling fantastic lately. so i can't really recall much that has happened, apart from my amath test which i thought was pretty simple but when it was done, everyone seemed to have answers that were different from mine, and a chem test that was pretty easy too. and i became comp club's vice-chairman.it's just been a shocking period of time (don't ask), and a lot of action going </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107431727721591290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107431727721591290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107431727721591290' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107408919976951189</id><published>2004-01-14T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T22:11:05.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh. look at this friendster message i received...From:      Ck   Date: January 13, 2004 8:51 PM  Subject: hi Message: buy and sell atsguniform.blogspot.complease help me forward to your friendsthankshow come you are single?because you are very chio.can i be your friend, please.9--------*cktrue to yourself*contact number replaced by hyphensim considering taking down </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107408919976951189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107408919976951189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107408919976951189' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107408350395931055</id><published>2004-01-14T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T20:34:19.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>highlights of the week*shifted seats againyeah. again. to the side this time. which totally defeats the purpose, cos i wanted to be somewhere in the middle. where i get connected. not chucked at some side. good thing is, i get to write postcards with privacy. LOL if that's an advantage. but bad thing is... i'll draw out my area for you to judge.yes, so sometimes it sucks. the scholars are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107408350395931055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107408350395931055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107408350395931055' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107382750200084936</id><published>2004-01-11T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T21:25:22.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ack. muscles are still aching from yesterday's jog. sheesh, i really should've exercised more often during the holidays. and i'm having PE tomorrow. oh dear. and amath test and chinese compo test. oh bless me. pls wish me luck yar? :pbeen bored the whole day. but suddenly it stumped upon me after talking to shona on msn earlier this evening. i kinda lost touch with the people i used to chase </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107382750200084936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107382750200084936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107382750200084936' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107371742774398845</id><published>2004-01-10T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T14:50:47.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woke up today early to go for a jog. *grin* so i don't feel so guilty eating junk now. oh goody! have plans on finishing that box of chocolates i found in the refrigerator. :)by the way, it's official. i hate amaths. i kinda like chemistry. i'm a weirdo but i don't care. :p my maths is getting from bad to worse. hopefully at least science improves. i'm gonna need math help soon. and i've got an</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107371742774398845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107371742774398845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107371742774398845' title=''/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107363863406335785</id><published>2004-01-09T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T16:57:33.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picked on again!</title><summary type='text'>this morning on my way to school, saw my chinese teacher and she smiled at me. oops. i felt quite bad to bitch about her. :p ah well. she was in a good mood today anyway. mood swings i guess. haha...today during PE, our dear teacher came in to give us a theory lesson. she was talking about the changes in our school and so on and so for, then attempted to link them back to PE. and when she said </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107363863406335785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107363863406335785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107363863406335785' title='picked on again!'/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107355481528617902</id><published>2004-01-08T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T17:40:34.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unfairly treated!</title><summary type='text'>boo to the chinese teacher. BOO! *sticks out tongue* she's turning ugh. i think it's the scholars stressing her up. at this rate, i'm probably gonna need help after school or something. she loves my chinese name apparently. (rui4 fang1) and she keeps calling me. i was thinking for today, if she doesn't call me, she'll break record. but she did afterall. and i'm either called to write something </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107355481528617902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107355481528617902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107355481528617902' title='unfairly treated!'/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107347285270916977</id><published>2004-01-07T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T18:54:31.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>homework galore!</title><summary type='text'>unsurprisingly, there's suddenly a lot of homework. on the fourth day of school. oh but it was quite a fun day. physics was boring. almost fell asleep. aiks. i was yawning away. english. ha. we were supposed to do a book review. but i was lazy. so i just brought "a walk to remember" to school. since the story was clear in my mind, impromptu should be fine. but i wasn't picked. and one indonesian </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107347285270916977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107347285270916977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107347285270916977' title='homework galore!'/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107338199858803618</id><published>2004-01-06T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T17:43:40.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day of a good week</title><summary type='text'>to be honest, i'm getting a little anxious about higher chinese already. one-quarter the class are scholars. a few from hong kong... taiwan... etc. everyone else speaks fluent chinese. i think i should just drop out and get to express chinese. the class freaks me out. the teacher just got fierce today cos we were a minute late to greeting her. and i was picked on to answer a question today. and i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107338199858803618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107338199858803618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107338199858803618' title='2nd day of a good week'/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6266299.post-107329543407602098</id><published>2004-01-05T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T17:43:13.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start of a good week</title><summary type='text'>yeap, it's finally up. official thanks.. to lianne for the url's name. (yesh dear, i liked it a lot lol)and the rest at the credits corner below. :)and it's just in time for a good day at school. first off, the first period was chinese. so audrey from the next class came to join me. *grin* it feels so sec1 and 2-ish. :p which was good cos i miss those good ol' times. but yay! she should be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107329543407602098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6266299/posts/default/107329543407602098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fullfledgednut.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107329543407602098' title='start of a good week'/><author><name>sh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
