<?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-7327296</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:16:05.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>misinterpreted misconceptions/-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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>207</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7327296.post-115640594178744676</id><published>2006-08-24T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T00:52:21.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mess mess</title><content type='html'>it's really funny sometimes how things can seem so simple, and yet so complicated at the same time isn't it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-115640594178744676?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/115640594178744676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=115640594178744676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115640594178744676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115640594178744676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/08/mess-mess.html' title='mess mess'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-115606746490480487</id><published>2006-08-20T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T02:51:05.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bye darling</title><content type='html'>you know the big commotion about ronaldo sending wayne rooney off during the portugal-england match, apparently, it was published in the new paper that rooney admitted he intended to get ronaldo red-carded, so it's really not ronaldo's fault! everyone seems to think so lah. haha ronaldo's innocent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you i am getting old, seriously. i think i have arthritis. or some bone problem thing. haha just some defect i think. actually, i don't think i'm making sense. basically my back just hurts for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is so warm nowadays. i wonder why we still stop ourselves from turning on the air-con at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's chem history and higher chinese this week. i'm going to die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-115606746490480487?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/115606746490480487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=115606746490480487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115606746490480487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115606746490480487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/08/bye-darling.html' title='bye darling'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-115597948855900975</id><published>2006-08-19T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T02:24:48.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll let you go</title><content type='html'>'Cause you can't jump the track,we're like cars on a cable&lt;br /&gt;and life's like an hourglass, glued to the table&lt;br /&gt;No one can find the rewind button girl,&lt;br /&gt;So cradle your head in you hands&lt;br /&gt;And breathe, just breathe,&lt;br /&gt;Woah breathe, just breathe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-115597948855900975?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/115597948855900975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=115597948855900975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115597948855900975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115597948855900975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/08/ill-let-you-go.html' title='i&apos;ll let you go'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-115573103916344968</id><published>2006-08-16T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T05:23:59.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>close your eyes i'll be on my way</title><content type='html'>bah. it seems i can never do well for a math, no matter how hard i study. haha ms lau said taw, hian and yinglin all did quite well, but when she looked at me she was like, 'beatrice ah...how come always like that...' and she did a hand gesture which sort of implied that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) my marks were always constant&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;2) my results are all borderline passes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whichever one she might have implied, both are bad. haha. oh well. i need to try and score well for the upcoming tests or else my report book's going to be very pretty indeed for CA2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished chapter 14 of history. i tell you there's so much to remember. like a whole series of events lah. and out of the whole bunch of major events listed there, 2 are going to come out, and we'll just have to regurgitate all that we know within a span of 50mins, maybe even 40mins. i tell you i'm going to die writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english oral's in 2 week's time. it's really quite scary. all of a sudden i get the impression that the teachers have raised their standards and it's going to be really difficult to score for oral this year, unlike previous years where it was relatively easy. bah. so sucky. it's like everytime i look at a new picture the ideas don't seem to come naturally as they did before. HAHA. that sounded ridiculous lol but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chi tuition on fri. which will replace tll very soon. very very soon. bah. i'll miss tll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-115573103916344968?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/115573103916344968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=115573103916344968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115573103916344968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115573103916344968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/08/close-your-eyes-ill-be-on-my-way.html' title='close your eyes i&apos;ll be on my way'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-115547096100385962</id><published>2006-08-13T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T05:09:21.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when the boy smiles</title><content type='html'>i have a splitting headache that refuses to leave me ever since three days ago. i went to see the doctor and i noticed that he was wearing a pair of super cool shoes. i didn't say anything, but the next minute he was like, "i broke my leg."&lt;br /&gt;haha it was actually a cast! and he was telling us about how he used his butt to climb up the stairs cos it hurt too much to put weight on that foot. haha it was quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom happened to chance upon an ad while waiting for my turn to see the doctor and it was for a pair of drumsticks from US that cost SGD80 but were now going for SGD10! haha. i contacted her and it was so cool she happened to be at holland village at that time too so we met her and i got the drumsticks! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tilting my head at an angle now so the headache isn't so bad. blah. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-115547096100385962?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/115547096100385962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=115547096100385962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115547096100385962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115547096100385962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/08/when-boy-smiles.html' title='when the boy smiles'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-115509196274069668</id><published>2006-08-08T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T20:05:05.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NATIONAL DAY</title><content type='html'>went to theresa's house for a bbq last night. her mom's chilli con carne is &lt;b&gt;to-die-for&lt;/b&gt;, seriously. it was so so good! i ate so much la. haha i didn't take note of what exactly i ate cos everything tasted so good. i haven't had a bbq in ages. after that we went to the playground and theresa chased me round the coconut tree. haha i can't recall why we did that but we did it anyway. it was super funny i fell down after the bollywood tree action and grace caught it all on film. well...on phone, to be exact. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah i'm down with the usual flu again. i keep sneezing like nobody's business. and the worse thing is, when you sneeze, you use a lot of energy and after that you feel all woozy and tired. haha. even though i just woke up. and after i ate some bread from crystal jade and did sums. i swear, math is so horrible. went to play with my brother after that. as usual, he beat me in time crisis II AGAIN but my accuracy won his. (: ah ha. i think i killed more civillians than he did though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister just remarked that the soya bean bottle from crystal jade looked like a soap bottle. it kind of does, i guess. but i still think she's just being weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO BACK TO SLEEP. but my tutor's coming in an hour's time. more math. oh joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NATIONAL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-115509196274069668?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/115509196274069668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=115509196274069668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115509196274069668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115509196274069668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-national-day.html' title='HAPPY NATIONAL DAY'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-115400565599598729</id><published>2006-07-27T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T06:07:35.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>resonate</title><content type='html'>this is so cool man there are so many runs coming up. there's the new balance REAL run, the great eastern womens' run, standard chartered marathon... wow. haha. last time i'd never ever dream i'd be interested in such things la. i bet there's something wrong with me this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e-learning day today! everyone thinks it's the perfect time to slack, but they are so wrong! i tell you we have more work than we'd ever have on a normal school day and we only have one day to complete everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i just finished my dinner which consisted of chai tao kueh and dao suan. super full la. but it was so good. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to go back to school tomorrow!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-115400565599598729?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/115400565599598729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=115400565599598729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115400565599598729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115400565599598729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/07/resonate.html' title='resonate'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-115364982362027194</id><published>2006-07-23T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T03:17:03.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of hepatic portal veins and lymphatic capillaries</title><content type='html'>once i remember telling alex about how much i loved &lt;b&gt;biography&lt;/b&gt;. haha. she just stared at me and went, "huh?" and i was like, "ya. biography." without even realising my mistake la. haha. seriously i'm &lt;i&gt;damn&lt;/i&gt; smart. bio test is this coming tuesday. pretty scary. there's quite a bit to memorise. and there's a math test on wednesday. the &lt;b&gt;only&lt;/b&gt; a math test la. if i don't do well for this one i'm going to fail a math ca2, which is definitely not an option for me right now. both my tutors are going to wring my neck and hang me from a lamp-post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow school seems less intimidating now. after all the fun activities and stuff. we just had chinese talentime and racial harmony day. and the class is more bonded now, which is good. (: also, i have this sudden motivation to study hard. this type of feeling comes once in a blue moon so i have to grasp this opportunity and like, make full use of it so i can take up cool stuff in december! ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of blue moons i received this sms saying that on the &lt;b&gt;27th of august&lt;/b&gt; there'll be a second moon visible in the night sky. apparently it only happens once in a very long while, and was supposedly the origin of the idiom 'once in a blue moon'. i don't know how true this is, but you guys might want to watch out for it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. bio here i come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-115364982362027194?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/115364982362027194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=115364982362027194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115364982362027194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115364982362027194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/07/of-hepatic-portal-veins-and-lymphatic.html' title='of hepatic portal veins and lymphatic capillaries'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-115331845780280158</id><published>2006-07-19T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T07:14:17.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ramblings</title><content type='html'>i forgot to bring my notebook to school again today. so i had to write my homework on my foolscap pad. i just took a look at it and realised that all i wrote was "1. Chemistry worksheet" haha. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished all my math homework in school today i'm so proud of myself. i have this sense of accomplishment. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-115331845780280158?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/115331845780280158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=115331845780280158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115331845780280158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115331845780280158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/07/ramblings.html' title='ramblings'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-115306010242912900</id><published>2006-07-16T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T07:28:22.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's the problem baby</title><content type='html'>swimming dinner @ the olive tomorrow! ahha. hope they like the place. o level chinese listening comprehension is also tomorrow! both daphne and rachel asked if i've dug my ears. maybe i should. HAHA. i'm going to go through my listening comprehension ritual and drink chicken essence tomorrow. i sincerely hope i do well for this. but like, i'm seated right at the back of the classroom. bah. hope they blast it loud enough for someone as deaf as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating banana ice-cream from island creamery now. it's so good. unlike the artificial banana flavours that other places offer. von, yoke and i sat on the floor outside island creamery and did coach's present. he's going to like it man. i must say it resembles him 100%. haha. it's damn funny la but yeah. i'm not making sense. but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh history test tomorrow!!! i better find a pen that i can write with tomorrow. my hand's going to die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-115306010242912900?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/115306010242912900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=115306010242912900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115306010242912900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115306010242912900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/07/whats-problem-baby.html' title='what&apos;s the problem baby'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-115297449100439198</id><published>2006-07-15T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T07:41:31.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you</title><content type='html'>haha omg i just saw the funniest signboard ever. it's at lucky plaza so if, by any chance, you happen to pass by remember to look out for a sign that says 'smashed fried chicken rice'. omg when i saw it i laughed like some lunatic everyone thought i was mad la! it's one of the first signboards when you cross the road from paragon side. hahaha omg thinking about it now cracks me up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i'm super lousy la. i haven't updated my blog for almost a month now. it's like stagnant. haha. so many things have happened i won't be able to write them all down here. basically nationals are finally over. which is a good thing. but i'll miss missing school and like drinking bubble tea and other interesting stuff. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love thai express food. if i happen to migrate to thailand i think i'll look forward to every meal. give me kangkong and curry chicken or like tom yam soup and i'll be the happiest girl alive! and like, avocado milkshake or something. ah. heavenly. top it off with tup tim krob which is like red ruby and oh my goodness i'll just faint. i missed the thai food fair at the embassy this year! bah. one more year without their awesome coconut ice-cream served in a hollowed out coconut shell. sometimes in a pineapple shell as well. man i'm fat. OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i'm now officially baptized. (: i couldn't ask for more. i've been doing stuff i never dreamt i'd ever do this year and i think it's really awesome. like, i participated in not one but two biathlons, took up catechism class, took up drums, helped out at a duathlon, and like, many many other stuff that used to be taboo to me. i think that's good. don't you? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-115297449100439198?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/115297449100439198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=115297449100439198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115297449100439198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115297449100439198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/07/you.html' title='you'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-115068607118694579</id><published>2006-06-18T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:01:11.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shanghai</title><content type='html'>this is my last day in shanghai. haha. time passes really slowly here, but in a place where there's so much to see and do, i really don't mind it at all. (: i mean, seriously. everywhere you go, you see restaurants, and shops, and juice bars. i mean &lt;b&gt;everywhere&lt;/b&gt; and practically &lt;b&gt;anywhere&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's shopping haven for the girls here man. i got this pair of metallic pants that look really nice for RMB20, which is only about SGD4! where in singapore, may i ask, can you get such cheap pants? and i got it out of a departmental store, and not those pasat malam kind of places. food here is also very very affordable. a meal for my family, 5 people, can only cost RMB150 which is only SGD30! haha. super cheap la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not going to think about what's going to happen on monday man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-115068607118694579?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/115068607118694579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=115068607118694579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115068607118694579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115068607118694579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/06/shanghai.html' title='shanghai'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-115017561795608800</id><published>2006-06-12T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T22:13:37.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quarter life crisis</title><content type='html'>i just love the song why georgia by john mayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-115017561795608800?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/115017561795608800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=115017561795608800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115017561795608800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/115017561795608800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/06/quarter-life-crisis.html' title='quarter life crisis'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114990356182123240</id><published>2006-06-09T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T18:39:21.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time machine</title><content type='html'>rmun 2006 was so &lt;strong&gt;so &lt;/strong&gt;fun my goodness i don't regret joining it. the GA passed a resolution to plant all nuclear weapons on somalian soil to make sure all other countries don't have nuc weapons in their possession. which means the entire somalian population will be wiped off the face of the earth! and astonishingly, somalia &lt;strong&gt;agreed&lt;/strong&gt;. the somalian delegate was like, "for the good of the rest of the countries, sacrifices have to be made" or something like that and argentina was fervently objecting cos somalia was so near them and if the nucs were to be planted there, argentina might just be wiped off also. everyone was laughing; even the moderators. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my council we managed to pass a resolution too! (: it was the one proposed by uganda, china, us, uk, and all the other supporting nations. being peruvian we are pro-US, and they're practically our biggest trading partners. so by going against them we're kinda sending ourselves to our doom. anyway, the only opposing country was india, who was proposing some FLETA thing instead of his FATA which i couldn't really comprehend. basically it was some free trade agreement thing. he believed us's resolution was too much, and he wanted to take things one step at a time. but i agreed with the US's resolution in the end. (: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the final summit they read out ALL the 'defective' notes. that was so super funny. susannah sent down a note saying 'would you like to ally with us' to the chair! they read it out and it was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that it was fashion parade. we totally embarrassed ourselves but its okay! our seniors did so well with their MAO dance. hahaha. they won the prize. (: we were supposed to do poetry. but the song got cut off halfway and people started running off stage and i was like practically the only one there so i was like OH and dropped the mike and hitched up my skirts and peru-dance-ed myself off stage. SUPER EMBARRASSING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d&amp;d was absolutely &lt;strong&gt;the &lt;/strong&gt;best. we had a live band come on stage and they played the &lt;strong&gt;best &lt;/strong&gt;music let me tell you. we were all dancing to it. the food was good too. so was the company. (: shaomin is such a good dancer i tell you. ahh it was so so fun. i don't mind going again next year. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;germany won! ahha. kinda expected. but yeah. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114990356182123240?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114990356182123240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114990356182123240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114990356182123240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114990356182123240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/06/time-machine.html' title='time machine'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114959197134531429</id><published>2006-06-06T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T04:06:11.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here i am stuck inside a yesterday</title><content type='html'>watched she's the man with my primary school friends at cine yesterday. it was super sweet! vicki and i were practically swooning over channing tatum and jeremy sumpter (no link but still) online that night. haha after the movie we went to eat at pepper lunch. vicki and i had to go get plasters at guardian cos our feet were killing us. hahaha. it was so funny. we didn't go to sentosa in the end but it's okay! there's still time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rmun is tomorrow. bah. i'm scared i'll like just blank out and totally forget everything i'm supposed to know. haha. anyhow, it's supposed to be fun and all. so yes. and i look like a box in my blazer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114959197134531429?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114959197134531429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114959197134531429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114959197134531429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114959197134531429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/06/here-i-am-stuck-inside-yesterday.html' title='here i am stuck inside a yesterday'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114931675955299366</id><published>2006-06-02T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:39:19.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what i think</title><content type='html'>i was just listening to the song 'in a second' and i immediately got reminded of italy. i remember stealing grace pang's ipod half the time and listening to this song over and over again. haha. you know the times when the song's just stuck in your head and you want to hear it over and over again? yeah. haha. now everytime i listen to the song i get reminded of the bus rides all over italy, and all the beautiful scenery and stuff like that. italy is just so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doubt i'd be able to finish all my homework by the end of this week. haha. most of it perhaps, but yeah. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be going to sentosa in two day's time. (: after so long. goodness. haha. i bet my nose will peel. i'm going to smother myself in sunblock man. everytime i get tanned it fades within the week. it's quite saddening. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hooked on diner dash 2. now i'm going to play it again. bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114931675955299366?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114931675955299366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114931675955299366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114931675955299366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114931675955299366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-i-think.html' title='what i think'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114821950556184348</id><published>2006-05-21T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T06:51:45.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the prince and me</title><content type='html'>i just went to borrow the dvd the prince and me and omg it is one of the best shows i have ever watched! i know i'm like really slow and all and the show came out ages ago, but the show is really really sweet. i seem to be a sucker for these kind of shows, but yeah. haha i highly doubt it'll ever happen in reality so it's nice to watch it happen on screen. another classic example of these kind of shows would be the one starring meg ryan and hugh jackman. kate and leopold or something like that. that is another one of my favourites. i'm currently stuck on that korean drama sad love story too. haha. goodness. the shows are just so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be leaving for bintan in another five days or so. can't wait. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah i'm just so so excited about all the new stuff i'm going to be picking up. drums especially. if i'm good enough maybe i'll even get a drum set for christmas. or perhaps, a sixteenth birthday gift? haha. i already know what my eighteenth birthday gift will be and i certainly hope it turns out to be so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA I FOUND THE SONG I WAS LOOKING FOR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114821950556184348?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114821950556184348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114821950556184348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114821950556184348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114821950556184348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/05/prince-and-me.html' title='the prince and me'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114722448689470178</id><published>2006-05-09T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T18:28:06.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>euthanasia.</title><content type='html'>i am getting super excited about the swim camp! haha. just went to the website and the place is awesome i tell you. it has that cosy atmosphere and if mrs b booked the indra maya for us, it means we'll have our very own private pool and a courtyard! haha! damn fun lah. especially the planning. i so can't wait man! we're leaving straight after school on 27 may. i'll be going to the BEACH. like finally! HAHA. SO HAPPY SO HAPPY SO HAPPY SO HAPPY. and this time, when i go to the beach, it will just be for REST &amp; RELAXATION. maybe a bit of swimming, but A WHOLE LOT OF FUN ALSO. WAHAHA. SO HAPPY SO HAPPY SO HAPPY SO HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drama fest selection rounds yesterday. haha it was so funny! but all of us managed to pull it off without a glitch. super cool lah! taw taw forgot her lines, but it was still very very funny and miss sie was laughing like mad, literally rocking back and forth on her chair! haha. SO SUPER FUNNY LAH. goodness. there was this part where alex was 'on the phone' with her 'boyfriend' and jia and i would lie on the ground and go ballistic and i'm so spastic i hit the ground so hard there's this HUGE blue-black on my wrist now lah. hahaha. after that we went to island creamery and it rained super heavily and all of us got super wet but we went home in the end. (: haha i think i'm getting addicted to island creamery ice-cream. ESPECIALLY the chendol one. it's the best chendol ice-cream i've ever tasted lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST SAW THE LAYOUT OF THE BANYU BIRU AND THE INDRA MAYA VILLAS AND THEY ARE FREAKING NICE. oh my gosh now two weeks seem like such a long time. can't wait lah! ahhhhh. it'll be my first time to bintan and i'm sure it'll definitely NOT be the last! wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FUN SO FUN SO FUN SO FUN SO FUN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114722448689470178?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114722448689470178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114722448689470178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114722448689470178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114722448689470178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/05/euthanasia.html' title='euthanasia.'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114683507640214220</id><published>2006-05-05T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T06:17:56.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where is your boy tonight</title><content type='html'>news on the upcoming elections are practically everywhere. tv, newspapers, radio. the big day itself is tomorrow. everyone's like buzzing over it, but to tell you the truth, i'm pretty ignorant when it comes to such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the biathlon pics are out and i just realised that i NEVER close my mouth. which is very sad. i look daft. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH. so many things to do. RMUN presentation is on may 20. and i barely have any idea of what i'm supposed to be talking about, let alone what i'm going to say on that day. i'll be missing open house too. which i think my teacher won't be so happy about. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's still swim camp to plan for. but i don't mind that. (: i have a feeling it's going to be a really fun 27, 28 and 29 May. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114683507640214220?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114683507640214220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114683507640214220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114683507640214220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114683507640214220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/05/where-is-your-boy-tonight.html' title='where is your boy tonight'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114656865874102817</id><published>2006-05-02T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T04:19:06.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new balance aquathlon challenge 06'</title><content type='html'>we just completed yet another biathlon on saturday morning. same place and all. haha. tanjong beach was swarming with people la. all the fast and pro people were there and all of us got like super scared cos we thought we wouldn't make it. it was 800m swim and 5km run and the swim looked hell long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something ultra funny happened la but i don't think it's appropriate to say it here. wahaha. yvonne knows. HAHA. everytime i think about it i can't help but laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite fun actually. i don't mind joining another one. OSIM international triathlon next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think nahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114656865874102817?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114656865874102817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114656865874102817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114656865874102817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114656865874102817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-balance-aquathlon-challenge-06.html' title='new balance aquathlon challenge 06&apos;'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114562543229875335</id><published>2006-04-21T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T06:17:12.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nightmarish.</title><content type='html'>today was a rather slackish day. we had chem, lit, pe, history and project work. that's all. we couldn't leave after that, however, cos we had some pw consultation with the people from young midas. open house is coming soon! we are all going to be so busy la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could barely walk down the stairs properly today. my legs hurt like crap. and i have no idea why. i bet if i said this to someone like grace pang she'd go, "lousy la you!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snipped off my hair today. it's now quite short. mid-length. my scalp is saved. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a math tuition at 3 tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy birthday avianna. (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114562543229875335?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114562543229875335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114562543229875335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114562543229875335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114562543229875335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/04/nightmarish.html' title='nightmarish.'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114527408368465530</id><published>2006-04-17T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T04:41:23.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess we all lose our way now or then.</title><content type='html'>ah i feel so useless. it's like i can't do simple math questions. math used to be quite easy lah and now everything just seems so much harder. now i have to think for a super long time before i could actually start on the question itself. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace pang is hooked on da changjin. but i forgot the story. she says during the holidays we should sleep over and watch da changjin. haha. she's totally crazy over it lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided that from today onwards, i shall go on a fish diet. cos no matter how much fish you eat you won't gain weight, or maybe just not so much. apparently if you eat too much salmon it's not good because of the omega 3 or something found inside it, so i guess i'll just lay off salmon then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH i'm so random. i bet there's something horribly wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a chilean from chile and i chill. cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114527408368465530?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114527408368465530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114527408368465530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114527408368465530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114527408368465530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-guess-we-all-lose-our-way-now-or.html' title='i guess we all lose our way now or then.'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114484792573019600</id><published>2006-04-12T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T06:18:45.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hell of a swim</title><content type='html'>ah the feeling's returning again! that 'churning in your stomach' kind of feeling. ARGH. i am once again, sad to say, &lt;b&gt;totally&lt;/b&gt; unprepared. 800metres is no joke. 15 mins or so of continuous swimming. in the sea of all places! it's the one place i don't want to stay in for that long. the water's like all grey and everyone's just kicking and pushing you. goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;king kong's my relay partner. haha. chris is yvonne's and jia en's raina's. all of them have been training so hard! i'm so scared i'll be so slow i'll bring the timing down. ARGH. this is so frustrating. why couldn't it have been the same 400m swim! now it's like double of it! i wouldn't be surprised if i faint from the traumatic experience of it all and drown in tanjong beach. my spirit will go and haunt all the beach-goers. i think that's pretty cool. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training session at sentosa tomorrow. i bet it's going to be tough. y'know in the sea it's almost as though you've been swimming for like super long, but when you lift your head and look around you're barely halfway there! then everyone will be like, wth? AHHHHHHHHH. i can't believe i'm going for &lt;b&gt;another&lt;/b&gt; biathlon lah. to think i thought the nus one was going to be my first and last. &lt;b&gt;obviously&lt;/b&gt; i am wrong, and i'm sure there'll be more to come. i already foresee the standard chartered 10km marathon end this year. HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm doing a lot of stuff i never ever dreamed i'd ever do. stuff like biathlons, raffles model united nations peace congress thingy, and a whole lot of other 'exotic' activities. this is going to be one heck of a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jolyn foo fears my weapon of mass destruction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114484792573019600?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114484792573019600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114484792573019600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114484792573019600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114484792573019600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/04/hell-of-swim.html' title='hell of a swim'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114458535771996331</id><published>2006-04-09T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T05:22:39.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hyper-ish</title><content type='html'>i bought mini oreos to tempt myself to study today. but when i finally told myself i should start to study now i was too full to eat anything else so the mini oreos didn't exactly work. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laquered a mask yesterday and today during cat class while i was trying to write my fingers kept sticking together. it was super gross lah it was almost as if i poured glue onto my hands or something. i decided to be smart today and wore plastic gloves when i laquered another mask. wahaha. my hands are safe now, but not my nose! the odour is pretty bad. i think the next time i laquer something i'll put a peg on my nose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114458535771996331?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114458535771996331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114458535771996331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114458535771996331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114458535771996331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/04/hyper-ish.html' title='hyper-ish'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114446013493927495</id><published>2006-04-07T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T18:35:34.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just 6 minutes with you</title><content type='html'>adrian has a new nickname! HAHA. it's &lt;b&gt;hairy toe&lt;/b&gt;. totally irrelevant lah, but he started it in the first place. rachel's pig trotters, sarah's chopstick legs, raina's ribena and i'm blue black. he was so mean lah he said raina resembled the ribena blackcurrant thingys you see in the ribena adverts and therefore she should be called ribena. haha. for me, the first time he saw me my toes were painted really dark red and he was like, "wah, you run so much you get blue black ah." he's so lame! haha. we were all thinking of all the possible nicknames for him but i think hairy toe's the best one so far. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was video session yesterday and it was so weird. imagine being filmed while swimming. that sensation of yourself being monitored is so super funny lah. hahaha. but before the filming he made us do endurance. of course, everyone complained. then adrian went on about his "have you ever seen a flying slipper" thing that didn't really work with us anymore and he was like, "wah what did i eat today to deserve this!" hahaha. i think he's a really fun person to bully, and daphne and carrie make the most of it! haha. training ended really early yesterday. like around 3.15pm or so. nowadays we usually end at 4pm on thursdays and 3.30pm on fridays. thursdays are usually swim sessions and fridays gym or run sessions but from next week onwards, thursday sessions are going to be at &lt;b&gt;SENTOSA&lt;/b&gt; till the biathlon's done. or maybe sentosa could be a permanent training location for us! that'll be &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; cool la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for the 29th. somehow. haha. i don't know why! i was so paranoid before, but now when you think about it it's actually kinda fun. we're all not eligible for the shorter distance race now, but we're allowed to do relay so i think that kinda takes the load off a bit. as long as we complete it that's quite an achievement already la ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crescent girls' fair today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just realised the biathlon will be exactly &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;3 weeks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; from now. good grief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114446013493927495?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114446013493927495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114446013493927495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114446013493927495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114446013493927495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-6-minutes-with-you.html' title='just 6 minutes with you'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114415563292190222</id><published>2006-04-04T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T06:00:32.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>good grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just assumed that my yakult was my phone and i just said "hello" into it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114415563292190222?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114415563292190222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114415563292190222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114415563292190222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114415563292190222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-grief.html' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114302493943865795</id><published>2006-03-22T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T00:51:09.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>volare, cantare</title><content type='html'>i really &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;really&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; enjoyed italy. it was such a wonderful place. when you go there, you totally forget about all your problems and whatever sorrows you might have and you could just bask in the wonder of it all. it's almost as if i was stepping into a dream; everything &lt;b&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt; was so surreal. each and every state of italy had it's own uniqueness to it, and everywhere we went we never failed to be amazed by the awesome scenery and cosy ambience. the place was so beautiful. never before did i think i would actually be in italy, and yet there i was. it was spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after disembarking from the Qatar Airways flight we took we boarded the coach and headed straight for the port where we were to board a motorboat and head for venice. the place was exactly as i had imagined it. water everywhere, with grey buildings lining every street. it was a really cosy place and we had lunch in this super cosy restaurant. it was the first meal in italy and we were all starving. we had spaghetti as our first dish, then a really scrumptious dish of calamari and salad and later smooth creamy vanilla gelato. sinfully good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the list just keeps going on and on! that's only the first day! however if i type everything out here it's going to bore people to death. just know that italy's a wonderful place and everyone should go there at least once in their lifetime. it's so so awesome. i love it so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114302493943865795?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114302493943865795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114302493943865795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114302493943865795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114302493943865795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/03/volare-cantare.html' title='volare, cantare'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114204425881620105</id><published>2006-03-10T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T18:30:58.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bon voyage</title><content type='html'>the day has finally arrived. today, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'M GOING TO ROME!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a few days ago we were beginning to countdown, and the day's already here. time moves at breakneck speed. i don't believe it still. finally i'll have two stamps in my passport that my dad doesn't have. wahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night after tll grace and i were eating at macdonald's and we placed a bet: if either one of us were to cry tomorrow, we'd have to pay the other party 50 cents. haha so retarded right. only 50 cents. but we're thrifty people. (: haha. i bet grace is going to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have to photocopy the itinerary for the trip booklet! i'm so dead. my mom's still not back yet and i have to get the medication ready. stuff like panadol and charcoal tabs for the group. plus sweets for the plane ride there! haha. i'm such a last-minute person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you all on monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114204425881620105?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114204425881620105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114204425881620105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114204425881620105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114204425881620105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/03/bon-voyage.html' title='bon voyage'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114138504879408182</id><published>2006-03-03T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T22:32:32.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>of bronzed bodies and flushed faces</title><content type='html'>the ordeal is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 4 long days of hard work and 'sufferings' OBS is finally done and i definitely can't say i won't miss it and i'm sure everyone will. it was a whole lot of gruelling hard work but a whole lot of fun as well. the experience is just something you can never get elsewhere. furthermore, the fact that you're there going through the whole thing with your friends just makes it easier to endure and to push on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the first day it was basically all orientation and light stuff like learning how to belay your friends and stuff like that. we did a trust-fall thing as well where everyone stood in a circle and you were like pushed around like a falling pillar. as long as you had trust in your friends, the activity was super fun. (: we had a super fun and super nice instructor as well. his name was selamat. haha. cute name huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the second day things started getting more intense. we donned our wet wear and got into our kayaks and learned the basics like how to paddle properly how to do a T rescue how to get out of the kayak when you capsize that sort of thing. then we paddled 800m to our second campsite which was almost resort-like. there, we had fresh food. it was a welcome change from the usual biscuits and bread and canned food we had everyday. i tried rock-climbing that day. and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT TO THE TOP!&lt;br /&gt;that's like the very first time in my entire life la! i was damn happy. jia en too. (: i felt so accomplished. jane was super funny when she was belaying jolene. the rope had a lot of friction and she couldn't pull it fast enough and she was like, "jolene had better not see this or she'll get super worried." i was laughing so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the third day it got even worse. we began our sea expedition. we had to paddle 16km from our campsite at pulau ubin to sembawang. it was &lt;u&gt;SUPER&lt;/u&gt; far. many many times along the way i felt like giving up. words can't describe how gruelling and arduous the journey was you'll have to experience it for yourself. when we got to sembawang we still had to pitch our tents. i was feeling really &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; bad. it was the first time i did so much strenuous activity after so long. haha. after that, we all had dinner and had a sing-a-long. it was very fun but also very very draining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the fourth day we all got up rather late and everyone was rushing to pack their tents and their stuff to be placed into the sandpiper, which was this little boat the instructors took. I could barely move; i was so tired and practically all my strength was zapped from me. but if we didn't kayak, we had no way of getting back to camp, so it was mandatory for everyone there. reluctantly we all got into our kayaks and set off. this time, i got sea sick pretty early into the journey and let me tell you, it's no pleasant thing. you keep feeling nauseous and you want to puke but you can't? this time we were all paddling against the current and it was really very tiring. later into the journey, shuying got sea sick too. it was so tough just to keep on paddling. but finally, after a total of 15 hrs of paddling and over 15 nautical miles, we arrived back at camp 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that time, my lips were already swollen like crazy. everyone was gasping at the sight of my inflated mouth. it was pretty gross i must say. apparently it's due to bacteria and sun and lack of water. in other words, i was pretty much dehydrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS can be tough, but it's definitely an experience you wouldn't wanna miss. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114138504879408182?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114138504879408182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114138504879408182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114138504879408182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114138504879408182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/03/of-bronzed-bodies-and-flushed-faces.html' title='of bronzed bodies and flushed faces'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114096117339796658</id><published>2006-02-26T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T05:39:33.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>outward bound?</title><content type='html'>my left arm is shaking like a leaf after holding up a flag for three hours this morning. we stood for six hours, all the way from before the race at around seven o'clock till two something in the afternoon. it was so fun we were all cheering people on, and i saw adrian. haha he was so focused. got third for his age-group. that's so pro la. considering the fact that his bike malfunctioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114096117339796658?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114096117339796658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114096117339796658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114096117339796658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114096117339796658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/02/outward-bound.html' title='outward bound?'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114033418926509717</id><published>2006-02-18T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T23:29:49.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DID IT</title><content type='html'>i did it i did it! i completed a BIATHLON! haha. though it was only a 400m swim and a 2.5km run it was still mighty tiring and i actually finished it! oh man. i'm just so so happy i managed to cross the finish line without dying halfway or something. i could've done better though. oh well. it's still an awesome experience. i wouldn't mind going for it again next year, and i definitely want to improve on my timing. if possible. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the beginning there was a mad rush for the water, and people were just jostling and pushing and shoving. it can be quite a traumatic experience for a first-timer. people kick you and pull you and slap you. i remember kicking someone quite hard on which part i don't know, cos i remembered telling myself i wanted to get out of the water as quickly as possible and start on my run, and couldn't really turn around to apologise. haha. biathlons allow rough behaviour. which is a good thing. i should go for more of such things. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the transition from swim to run was awful. i almost couldn't bring myself out of the water. yvonne was already there putting on her shoes and all and she was like, 'come on, beehwee!' and she was off. i was in some kind of a dazed state and i just went, 'oh.' and sat down and started putting on my shoes. it's really really tiring and i'm very surprised i managed to pull through. me being alive at the end is a miracle on its own. wow. (: the feeling of passing through the finishing line, and hearing everyone clap for you is just awesome. you feel this sense of accomplishment, and everything. it's just so so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bodymarkings are still on me and i can't get them off. haha. i think i'll need to use methylated spirit. everyone was staring at me today la. haha. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114033418926509717?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114033418926509717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114033418926509717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114033418926509717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114033418926509717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-did-it.html' title='I DID IT'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114025167719607753</id><published>2006-02-18T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T00:34:37.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's raining so heavily now i'm glad i made it home just in time. this morning, i went to my dentist to get my upper retainers. haha it's so pretty it's translucent red and they even had my name printed on it. the thing was, my name was printed as 'beatric' so i'm going to get a whole new one a month later. haha my dentist is so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i went to lavender to get the cip tin thingys. this time we did it for a moral home for the disabled or something like that. forgot the name. haha. drusilla, rachel and i moved from like bugis to tampines and then to paya lebar cos there were simply too many people around collecting money. we spent more time travelling from place to place collecting money than doing anything else, actually. hahaha. when drusilla started singing the funeral song surprisingly a lot of people came to donate to us! it was so funny i was laughing so hard i couldn't stand up straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're just going through the motions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you're not being fair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got my pride, I will not cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still I can't help but care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114025167719607753?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114025167719607753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114025167719607753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114025167719607753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114025167719607753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-raining-so-heavily-now-im-glad-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114022365526675392</id><published>2006-02-17T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T16:47:35.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>resign</title><content type='html'>tomorrow's the big day! everyone's really nervous and actually, who wouldn't be? we're up against a whole big bunch of people, all more experienced and athletic than us, aiming to get the top ten positions or something. personally, if i manage to complete the race within half an hour, i'll be the happiest person alive. but even that hardly seems likely. haha. oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe a miracle will happen tomorrow, and i'll have the strength and stamina i never had in my past fifteen years of life on this planet. initially, when we were told we'd have to take part in this biathlon thingy, i baulked at the idea of me running and swimming long distances when i couldn't even handle short distances. i'm so retarded. when i signed myself up, i could hardly believe i actually did it. all the fast fast people are going to be there WAY ahead of me. i'll be the one to bring up the rear i suppose. oh gosh. HELP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114022365526675392?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114022365526675392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114022365526675392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114022365526675392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114022365526675392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/02/resign.html' title='resign'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-114000625949572667</id><published>2006-02-15T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T04:24:19.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAIT A MINUTE</title><content type='html'>i am so not ready for this sunday. no freaking way. i think i have stopped breathing for the past 2 minutes. it's all so scary. goodness gracious me. now i'm being all random and stuff cos i'm scared and i can't think properly. i'm speaking gibberish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good Lord please save me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-114000625949572667?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/114000625949572667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=114000625949572667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114000625949572667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/114000625949572667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/02/wait-minute.html' title='WAIT A MINUTE'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113939857910266075</id><published>2006-02-08T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T03:36:19.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just say goodnight</title><content type='html'>5th feb was an &lt;b&gt;awesome&lt;/b&gt; day. it was full of fun and homework. haha if these were two solvents they'd be immiscible. lol X) chem's getting to me. hahaha. it was so so fun! my aunt surprised me with a chocolate fountain for dessert when it was supposed to be chocolate mousse or something. it was really sweet of her. haha. took a whole lot of pictures. a pity birthdays only come once a year. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentine's day is coming up soon! everywhere's filled with roses, hearts, teddy bears and what have you. it's always the same every year. people exchanging gifts, cards, greetings, the works. it's all very cheery. haha. in view of valentine's day my mom just got me this bedsheet that's red and full of roses. haha. it's rather pretty. i've hung up heart streamers from my bedroom door and there's this huge sign on the wall that says happy valentine's day. hahaha. so pro-valentine eh. you know this is just a random thought but admist the happy atmosphere think about those couples who break up on valentine's day or something. and the people who stay at home watching tv cos they've no special someone. to them, valentine's day might just be the cruellest day of the year. if there IS such a word as cruellest. haha. puts a whole new perspective to valentine's day doesn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;february is such a busy month. on the 17, there's this invitational relay, on the 18 it's cip and acjc fun-o-rama, 19 is the biathlon, 25 is journey of love, 26 duathlon cip, 27 obs. wow. all my weekends after this week are practically filled. sigh. there'll be a whole lot more activities in march. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl next door's next door no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113939857910266075?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113939857910266075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113939857910266075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113939857910266075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113939857910266075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-say-goodnight.html' title='just say goodnight'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113888451543523592</id><published>2006-02-02T04:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T04:48:35.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentosa</title><content type='html'>went to sentosa for open water training today! it was so awesome, but also very tiring. the currents were really hard to swim against, and we swam for forever, but apparently we only did 1km. that's not a lot, but at least it's a fair bit further than the actual distance we're going to do. haha. the people from tri-bob made us get up from the water and run, and practice out starts. i bet i went in like a lunatic being chased by another lunatic or something. my goggles flew out &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; the time. after everything mrs b actually ferried us to the departure terminal and back. her son's pokemon cards were in her car too. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone just smsed me saying i was anorexic and that it was very 1990s and so not cool. till now i don't exactly know who the person is, which is quite freaky. haha i was really surprised; i mean, i actually look anorexic? lol that has got to be the biggest joke of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a math is a horrible subject. i hardly know how to approach a problem sum. goodness gracious me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113888451543523592?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113888451543523592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113888451543523592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113888451543523592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113888451543523592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/02/sentosa_02.html' title='sentosa'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113888450484139144</id><published>2006-02-02T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T04:48:24.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentosa</title><content type='html'>went to sentosa for open water training today! it was so awesome, but also very tiring. the currents were really hard to swim against, and we swam for forever, but apparently we only did 1km. that's not a lot, but at least it's a fair bit further than the actual distance we're going to do. haha. the people from tri-bob made us get up from the water and run, and practice out starts. i bet i went in like a lunatic being chased by another lunatic or something. my goggles flew out &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; the time. after everything mrs b actually ferried us to the departure terminal and back. her son's pokemon cards were in her car too. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone just smsed me saying i was anorexic and that it was very 1990s and so not cool. till now i don't exactly know who the person is, which is quite freaky. haha i was really surprised; i mean, i actually look anorexic? lol that has got to be the biggest joke of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a math is a horrible subject. i hardly know how to approach a problem sum. goodness gracious me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113888450484139144?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113888450484139144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113888450484139144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113888450484139144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113888450484139144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/02/sentosa.html' title='sentosa'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113878475160797928</id><published>2006-02-01T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T01:05:52.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>breakdown</title><content type='html'>the whole school was really colourful today. haha. they should let us wear our own clothes to school more often. perhaps it'll liven things up a bit? something different from the usual blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open water swim at sentosa tomorrow! i hope there's sun. it'll be pretty fun i can imagine. apparently we're going to be swimming alongside jellyfish and stonefish and what have you in tanjong beach and maybe doing a little bit of running. training has never been this fun man. i can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of can't-waits, another one of them is &lt;b&gt;ROME&lt;/b&gt;. this will be like one of the only chances whereby i can go to such a place. my parents will never ever go there. they'll be all 'there's nothing for your brother and sister to do there' and 'there's nothing to see or eat there' and most definitely throw in a 'everything there is so expensive'. i guess the fact that 'we'll all be going to rome as a big group makes it all the more fun. it's going to be an awesome experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished all my homework in school during rap. haha. i feel a sense of accomplishment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113878475160797928?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113878475160797928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113878475160797928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113878475160797928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113878475160797928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/02/breakdown.html' title='breakdown'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113859235315754084</id><published>2006-01-29T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T19:39:13.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is a rollercoaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hey baby, you've really got my tail in a spin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey baby, i don't even know where to begin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but baby i got, one thing i want you to know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wherever you go, tell me cos i'm gonna go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we've found love, so don't fight it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;life is a rollercoaster just got to ride it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so stop hiding&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;our love is a mystery, girl, let's get inside it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113859235315754084?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113859235315754084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113859235315754084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113859235315754084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113859235315754084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/01/life-is-rollercoaster.html' title='life is a rollercoaster'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113801991418237401</id><published>2006-01-23T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T04:38:34.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>swimming against the tide</title><content type='html'>i have this horrible split down the middle of my bottom lip. it hurts like &lt;em&gt;sheet&lt;/em&gt;. my mom's saying that my organs are spoilt. and that the rest of my organs are cracking. so i guess my cause of death would go something like: dehydration of internal organs? haha it'll be so ironic if i wear a shirt that says 'drink lots of water' and i die cos of dehydration. it'll set off a trend of ironic slogans. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friendster pics are finally working again. before only the primary photo could be visible. now everything's finally back to normal. phew. (: haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113801991418237401?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113801991418237401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113801991418237401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113801991418237401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113801991418237401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/01/swimming-against-tide.html' title='swimming against the tide'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113791807895740858</id><published>2006-01-22T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T00:21:18.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>revelations</title><content type='html'>we touched on this really horrifying topic in dcg class today: the coming of the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, stuff such as the tsunami and bird flu and SARS had been predicted a really long time ago, and the Bible mentioned that when things like this happens, the end of the world is coming. so the big question is, &lt;b&gt;is it really&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this might not be a cause for worry for some. people believe that all those who have accepted Christ as their Lord and Saviour will be saved, or in other words, will have secured themselves a place in Heaven. however, the Bible also says that only the Lamb and 144,000 others will have a place in Heaven. literally 144,000 people? that is barely enough for the Christians in a particular country, let alone the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it definitely is scary knowing that in the end, we might not even be the ones going up to Heaven. now the phrase 'live your life to the fullest' really means something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113791807895740858?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113791807895740858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113791807895740858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113791807895740858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113791807895740858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/01/revelations.html' title='revelations'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113757718058760328</id><published>2006-01-18T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T01:39:40.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy days.</title><content type='html'>we were all told to be careful of whatever we post in here to avoid getting ourselves into a court case should our words be displeasing to some people. personally, i feel that whatever people say in their blogs, discriminating or not, is just their opinion, and no harm is meant by it. however, some might happen to take it the wrong way, and get upset. one simple post could spell a whole lot of trouble. i guess it pays to be tactful. oh well. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally managed to complete my commonwealth essay yesterday with a grand total of 1222 words. that's not really much in their standards, considering the fact that the word limit was 1200 to 1500 words. somehow the topics every year don't seem very straightforward, and it makes writing the essay a whole lot more difficult. but i guess this is the way it's supposed to be, a challenging topic to separate the really good writers from the good writers. credit to be given where it's due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling so full now i just had char kuay teow and like one huge glutinous rice ball. i can barely walk. it's really torture. everything looks so good, but you can't take too much of something. same thing goes for vitamins, and i heard if you consume too much carrots, you'll get orange palms. i think it's pretty cool, but i definitely wouldn't want to go up to someone and extend my hand for a handshake only to have them stare in disgust at the unusual tinge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113757718058760328?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113757718058760328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113757718058760328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113757718058760328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113757718058760328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/01/rainy-days.html' title='rainy days.'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113662259322311207</id><published>2006-01-06T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T00:29:53.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>requiem</title><content type='html'>haha finally got my iced chocolate last night. (: along with fondue. it's something i've been craving for for the past few weeks. lol. there's a lot of things to start planning for already, and it's only been what, 7 days into the year? haha. love my class. everyone's so awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;braces coming off in approximately six week's time! they still have to take one more x-ray and do one more mould to compare the difference between nov 04' and jan 06'. haha. i hate the mould. they shove this metal thingy filled with plasiticine-ish things that take on the shape of your teeth. then they leave it there for around a min or so before taking it out. i think the end result's pretty cool. your own teeth figurines. (: i can't wait for them to be off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06 is going to be a very interesting year indeed. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113662259322311207?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113662259322311207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113662259322311207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113662259322311207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113662259322311207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/01/requiem.html' title='requiem'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113638418357766416</id><published>2006-01-04T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T06:16:23.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>drowning.</title><content type='html'>it has been a very interesting day indeed. (: for reasons i can't really describe. haha. we met up with mrs bowness today and she informed us that we are more or less required to participate in the upcoming biathalon at tanjong beach, sentosa. i am so not ready for one la. apparently we're needed to swim 400m and run 3.5km or something. daphne and carrie suggested a relay but yeah i think mrs bowness wants individual participation. haha. i plan to go jogging every night from tomorrow onwards. i'm so loving the package this year. the swimsuit and everything. i think it's going to be a very amusing year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been thinking about something my pastor said during the new year sermon. that day thing. he said to live our lives as though we're only living for a week. like take for example, a decade in our lives could mean a day. right now, at 15, i'm already at tuesday. i have wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday and sunday but not much longer. haha. it's freaky in a way, and yet, somehow you get a whole new perspective on life. i'm scared. haha. i don't want to leave things unsaid, wishes unfulfilled, stuff like that. i have never been afraid to die but now i seriously don't want to. lol. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go sleep soon or else i'll wake up looking like a panda tomorrow. not that i don't already. i have eyebags everyday. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113638418357766416?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113638418357766416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113638418357766416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113638418357766416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113638418357766416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/01/drowning.html' title='drowning.'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113611789664717995</id><published>2006-01-01T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T04:18:16.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another long year ahead</title><content type='html'>last night was one of those rare nights that i had so much fun! we all went down to orchard road for the countdown and while walking along the streets this group of guys mobbed us and sprayed us all with foam! we had foam sprays with us but they clearly outnumbered us. so yeah. jian rong got mounted by this guy from behind. haha. only jeremy managed to get away relatively unscathed. vicki and i were like hit damn badly! haha. then after that we met up with yoke and jo and her friend, and we all went down to the esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the esplanade was SO crowded. we could barely move. but it was all worth. we were at the scene of the fireworks. (: it was so awesome. i wanna go back there again! haha. after that we all went home by mrt. haha. i'll definitely wanna go down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello 2006. (: i'll miss you 2005. definitely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113611789664717995?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113611789664717995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113611789664717995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113611789664717995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113611789664717995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-long-year-ahead.html' title='another long year ahead'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113565306824824333</id><published>2005-12-26T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T19:11:08.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>have yourself a merry little christmas</title><content type='html'>christmas is over, boxing day is over, and soon, the year 2005 will be over. wow. it barely seemed as though it was a year. a few months, more like it. still, i'm glad the year's over. i have yet to get my history books. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many many events that i wish i could alter, but it's all past. (: i haven't been blogging in ages! haha gosh. i need to set a reminder on my phone that reminds me to go blog at a certain time everyday. hahaha. oh it seems we're having KFC for lunch. lol everytime i hear KFC i think of zhang and her beloved chicken! hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113565306824824333?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113565306824824333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113565306824824333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113565306824824333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113565306824824333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/12/have-yourself-merry-little-christmas.html' title='have yourself a merry little christmas'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113491187736012653</id><published>2005-12-18T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T05:17:57.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of story.</title><content type='html'>i want to &lt;b&gt;run&lt;/b&gt;. to the edge of this world, away from everything else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113491187736012653?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113491187736012653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113491187736012653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113491187736012653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113491187736012653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/12/end-of-story.html' title='end of story.'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113403898396722451</id><published>2005-12-08T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T02:49:43.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing grace; how sweet the sound</title><content type='html'>camp orion was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though rachel, janelle, airika and i were practically the oldest girls there from mt carmel, we still had tons of fun with the little kids. initially i used to assume kids were irritating and noisy, but after meeting people like alethea, jodi, heather, venezia, jolyn, adela, qing yi, carmen and dawn, i've realised having little kids around is really great fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the first two days we went for an amazing race sort of thing, running all around singapore. we had to undertake challenges and stuff in order to gain exp points to win. there was one where people had to form chinese characters using their bodies and people would stand one floor up to guess what the character was. it was really fun. on the third day, we walked 16km, all the way from yio chu kang to choa chu kang, crossing through sungei buloh nature reserve. i fell into the mud and got a lovely mud bath. (: but that was only for my left leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, when people pray for you, you get really emotional and all. (: sharmaine really knew how to move people. (: it was an awesome night. camp was never better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113403898396722451?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113403898396722451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113403898396722451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113403898396722451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113403898396722451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/12/amazing-grace-how-sweet-sound.html' title='amazing grace; how sweet the sound'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113353424048625211</id><published>2005-12-02T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T06:37:20.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>have a magical day</title><content type='html'>tonight's my last night in kowloon. haha. i'll be flying off tomorrow at 0630hrs from hk international airport. should be arriving at arnd 2220 or so? yeah. i bet there's going to be &lt;b&gt;turbulence&lt;/b&gt; again. ugh i hate it. especially when we go into those air pocket things. the entire plane dips. literally. then it goes back up again. almost as good as taking a roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these past 3 days have been so much fun! we were in disneyland on the second day, and we tried almost everything. we hopped onto the train and got off at fantasyland and went to mickey's philharmagic. it was &lt;b&gt;awesome&lt;/b&gt;! it's a definite must-see the 3D effects are so realistic it makes u wanna reach out and grab the things the characters 'pass' to you. they even have smells and water. wonderful. and the best part, the fireworks at night. it's almost as if, you know, you're in another world. there were so many things that happened in disneyland one post can't tell all. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i'll continue tomorrow. (: night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113353424048625211?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113353424048625211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113353424048625211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113353424048625211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113353424048625211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/12/have-magical-day.html' title='have a magical day'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113319632924758218</id><published>2005-11-28T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T08:45:29.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good morning</title><content type='html'>it's 0030hrs with 5hrs 15mins more before it's officially time for me to wake up and get dressed and all that. haha. the plane takes off at 0830hrs tmr. so early huh. i bet i'm going to be all groggy and sleepy and mistake SQ860 for something else and board the plane bound for timbuctoo. haha. i'll be the laughing stock of my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told many people i'd buy them smelly tofu from hong kong. haha. rx said i wouldn't be able to come home cos they wouldn't allow me on the plane. i told him i'll grab onto the tail and fly home. i doubt i'll be able to bargain with the people there cos my cantonese really stinks, but hopefully i know enough to differenciate between HKD20 and HKD100. heard from kerriann they have a lot of nice stuff there too, so my mom brought along 2 extra bags just in case, you know, we get a little unexpected &lt;b&gt;extra&lt;/b&gt; baggage. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather there's like 24 degrees. just nice. my mom's been packing so much winter wear however. haha. she just went to remove some of them. if you all want anything from hong kong, just e-mail me, ya? i'll be back soon! (: au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113319632924758218?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113319632924758218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113319632924758218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113319632924758218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113319632924758218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/11/good-morning.html' title='good morning'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113315972841778592</id><published>2005-11-27T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:35:28.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last christmas i gave you my heart</title><content type='html'>going to hongkong first thing tomorrow morning. (: haha. i doubt i will be able to wake up. have to be at the airport at like 7 something in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the last science lesson! ah. i am so going to miss everyone there. i can't believe it. november's coming to an end. very soon it's back to school again, and a whole year awaits. sigh. so much for holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;last christmas i gave you my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the very next day you gave it away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this year, to save me from tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll give it to someone special.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113315972841778592?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113315972841778592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113315972841778592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113315972841778592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113315972841778592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/11/last-christmas-i-gave-you-my-heart.html' title='last christmas i gave you my heart'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113301856958733323</id><published>2005-11-26T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T07:22:49.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgia; reminisence.</title><content type='html'>my gosh it was only when vicki mentioned the times we had in primary six today did i realise how much i actually missed primary school. all the spastic things we did back then, even all the scoldings we got. (:  things like the ' makivi pet shop'  and mushroom shaped hairstyles with big plastic glasses. haha. those who have seen my ez-link card outta know what i'm referring to. (: haha. it was all right to wear knee-length skirts and super tiny shirts with scottish socks last time. no one would say anything. (:  all the happy-go-lucky people leading carefree lives. sadly these are just things-of-the-past though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA looking at all the old pictures, memories just come flooding back. we all looked so different back then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go back to 6B. so badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113301856958733323?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113301856958733323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113301856958733323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113301856958733323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113301856958733323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/11/nostalgia-reminisence.html' title='nostalgia; reminisence.'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113284093480425668</id><published>2005-11-24T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T06:02:14.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>assessment day</title><content type='html'>HAHA. my gosh i was so worried for nothing lah. it turns out my old coach was there, and she immediately placed me into yu jiao lian's class. so i guess i'll officially be there in december. haha. the people there are really nice, and smart. gosh. i feel so inferior amongst them. wahaha. i can't believe in the afternoon i was such a freakazoid and i kept going, "I'M SCARED I'M SCARED I'M SCARED." haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does anyone know how much money an ez-link card can store at max?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113284093480425668?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113284093480425668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113284093480425668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113284093480425668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113284093480425668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/11/assessment-day.html' title='assessment day'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113236142660614811</id><published>2005-11-18T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T16:50:26.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's milo day.</title><content type='html'>haha went back to school yesterday for the cca orientation thingy. we accomplished quite a lot. haha. after that went to town with raina and ate mosburger. everytime i go there i tell myself i must try the clam chowder, but in the end i never end up drinking it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to shivani's party today...i bet we're going to be thrown into the pool or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113236142660614811?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113236142660614811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113236142660614811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113236142660614811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113236142660614811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-milo-day.html' title='it&apos;s milo day.'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113213771470998949</id><published>2005-11-16T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T02:41:54.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shot through the heart</title><content type='html'>i have a really bad feeling my back's going to peel after yesterday. haha went to sentosa with my class. on the bridge to the two towers, jia spotted this jellyfish not far away from shore! it was really cute and all, but it looked so scary. later, this father caught a baby jellyfish and showed it to his daughters. when we all went into the water, i got &lt;b&gt;super&lt;/b&gt; paranoid that jellyfish would come for us lah. i kept jumping around, exclaiming, "jellyfish!". tara thinks they're attracted to me. HAHA. there were these 2 other guys not far from where we were...and they built sand boobs lah! my gosh. it was super fun! aletheia caught a fish with her bare hands! haha. we built this lovely sandcastle too, but we couldn't fill up the moat. lol. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been swimming almost everyday these past few days. going to be assessed soon. AH. i think i'll definitely be put in the little kid's class or something. haha. overgrown baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally got my desired tan. i just hope and pray it won't peel. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things just have to be done, for the benefit of the situation. the outlook may be bleak, but there are just some things you know you have to do, and yet offer no explanation for it. haha. this is so crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113213771470998949?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113213771470998949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113213771470998949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113213771470998949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113213771470998949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/11/shot-through-heart.html' title='shot through the heart'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113144802791602379</id><published>2005-11-08T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T03:07:07.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscing</title><content type='html'>haha time sure flies. class party on sunday night was &lt;b&gt;awesome&lt;/b&gt;! it was so fun, and we all took a great lot of pictures. haha. we're going to have another outing on 15 nov, and this time it's going to be at &lt;b&gt;SENTOSA&lt;/b&gt;! my favourite place in singapore. hahaha. i can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up this morning and realised how old i was getting. haha. my 15th birthday's coming in 3 month's time, and my 14th birthday doesn't seem to have occured very long before. lol. ah. i miss the old days, back at henry park. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song why by nichole nordeman is really really nice. it makes a really big impact as well. go listen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113144802791602379?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113144802791602379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113144802791602379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113144802791602379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113144802791602379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/11/reminiscing.html' title='reminiscing'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113120213961667161</id><published>2005-11-05T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T06:48:59.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VENT</title><content type='html'>i need to vent my frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113120213961667161?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113120213961667161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113120213961667161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113120213961667161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113120213961667161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/11/vent.html' title='VENT'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113118134530497398</id><published>2005-11-05T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T01:02:25.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cut off</title><content type='html'>class party tomorrow night! it'll be so fun. (: i bet &lt;b&gt;a lot&lt;/b&gt; of people are going to get wet. haha my gosh i just realised that i don't update my blog very often nowadays, even though it's the hols. haha. oops. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i freed another butterfly today. (: its the fifth one this week. one out of the five butterflies had some abnormalties though. i suspect it wasn't formed properly, and its body seems to be leaning towards one side. the right wing is folded and crushed, and the colouration of the poor insect is dull. my mom kept them in plastic containers when they were caterpillars, to save them from the mynahs that invade my garden every morning. we fatten them up, and when they turn into butterflies, we release them. (: i wouldn't mind becoming a butterfly breeder. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on i'm going to go give the chicken accupuncture, and give it more flavour. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and by the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISOPODS ARE FREAKY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113118134530497398?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113118134530497398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113118134530497398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113118134530497398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113118134530497398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/11/cut-off.html' title='cut off'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-113050681742804429</id><published>2005-10-28T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T06:40:17.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ifeelit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:cc0099;"&gt;it was the last day of the school term today. it was a bittersweet ending to a year full of ups and downs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we came in &lt;u&gt;FIRST&lt;/u&gt; for the open category for talentime! all our hard work paid off! it was so awesome beverly was on the brink of tears and everyone else was screaming their heads off. we also came in &lt;u&gt;THIRD&lt;/u&gt; for the musical category! we thought we wouldn't win anything for the musical category cos the amps were a little screwed, and we began without music, and halfway through the song the mic wouldn't work and when yvonne told me to sing into the mic, i said, "the mic's not working!" only to hear myself two times louder! haha the mic sure chose a VERY appropriate time to begin working again. it was so wonderful. the last day of school was never this great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, when we went back to class, everyone of us came into a circle, and we all sang a verse of the graduation song. yvonne was like, "AYE we're not GRADUATING." hahaha. beat teo began crying...then all of us couldn't contain it anymore and almost everyone broke down as well. :'( everyone's being separated, and 2PE'05 is no more. sigh. at least we still can see each other. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you everyone from 2PE'05 for making it what it was. 2PE rocked! the best class i ever was a part of. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-113050681742804429?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/113050681742804429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=113050681742804429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113050681742804429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/113050681742804429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/10/ifeelit.html' title='ifeelit'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112953423491474794</id><published>2005-10-17T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T00:30:34.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>games daY</title><content type='html'>had games day today! bwahaha. it was super fun and there were grapes flying everywhere. lol! zelei put me in charge of the 3-legged race! haha. it was pretty fun, but it was &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; fun when we had to remove the masking tape. haha sufen and i spent almost half an hour removing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slack day tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112953423491474794?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112953423491474794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112953423491474794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112953423491474794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112953423491474794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/10/games-day.html' title='games daY'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112945099738015757</id><published>2005-10-16T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T01:23:17.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:cc0000;"&gt;i have an announcement to make! guess what it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what? you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA. contrary to what people may be thinking, i am &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; pregnant. actually, this particular announcement may not be valid after all. oh well. (: when it's confirmed i'll tell. promise. *pinkie-shake* after all, i just found out about it today. and it came as a surprise, both pleasant and nasty at the same time. bittersweet. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a part of me's hoping it may not be true, but another part of me's hoping it will be. kinda weird huh. it's nerve-wrecking just awaiting the confirmation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112945099738015757?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112945099738015757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112945099738015757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112945099738015757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112945099738015757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/10/rainy-days.html' title='rainy days.'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112919329221760766</id><published>2005-10-13T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T01:48:12.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tearing me apart</title><content type='html'>the irony of correct guesses. i &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;screwed &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;exams so badly i have nothing to say for myself. especially math...supposedly my redeeming subject, only to be one of my worst this time. i have failed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom has asked me to 'get rid of all distractions and study your ass off...' before i regret later on in sec 4 when i don't even qualify for poly. i guess she's right this time round. haha. i have no rebuttals, your honour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;no, in all these things we are more than conquerors&lt;br /&gt;through Him who loved us.&lt;br /&gt;for i am convinced that neither death nor life,&lt;br /&gt;neither angels nor demons,&lt;br /&gt;neither the present nor the future, nor any powers,&lt;br /&gt;neither height nor depth, nor anything else in creation,&lt;br /&gt;will be able to separate us from the love of God&lt;br /&gt;that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Romans 8: 37-39&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112919329221760766?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112919329221760766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112919329221760766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112919329221760766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112919329221760766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/10/tearing-me-apart.html' title='tearing me apart'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112890842254607145</id><published>2005-10-09T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T18:40:22.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:ff9999;"&gt;i finally finished watching that korean drama &lt;i&gt;full house&lt;/i&gt;. happy ending as usual. haha but it was all very nice. although you know the ending, it's exciting just to watch and see what happens. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's marking day today. i bet the teachers are all laughing at all the silly mistakes we made in the paper. haha. i seriously have no confidence that i'll score well for science lah. my goodness. i'm just going to die. both my parents are going to wrangle me and hang me on the lamp-post in front of my house for everyone to see the outcome of a teenager who doesn't do well in her studies in my family. wow. it'll be the best attraction of the country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go and get my hair done today with yoke. but she hasn't called yet. haha i think she must've been exhausted, returning only late last night. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The good man brings good things out of the good stored up in him,&lt;br /&gt;and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in him.&lt;br /&gt;But I tell you&lt;br /&gt;That men will have to give an account on the day of judgement&lt;br /&gt;For every careless word they have spoken.&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;by your words&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; you will be acquitted,&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;by your words&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;i&gt; you will be condemned.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Matthew 12: 35-37&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112890842254607145?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112890842254607145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112890842254607145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112890842254607145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112890842254607145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-finally-finished-watching-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112875248454069637</id><published>2005-10-07T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T23:23:28.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;just returned from my sister's kindergarten's friend's birthday. haha. happy birthday ryan! (: it was held at the safra at toa payoh. went over to central to have breakfast with my mom at crystal jade. haha. then on our way back, it begun raining! haha. so my mom and i went searching for umbrellas and bought these 2 &lt;u&gt;totally&lt;/u&gt; auntie-like ones from cold storage. i mean seriously, leopard print umbrellas? hahaha. worse still, mine wasn't working properly, and i was laughing the whole way from central to safra chanting, "IT'S AUNTIE-UMBRELLA DAY!" haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results on wednesday! and we're getting back higher mother tongue first of all the papers. i didn't read instructions properly and wrote down the words instead of numbers. ah. oh my tian. SIGH. hahaha. hopefully they won't penalize us so much, but i'm really worried they won't count the front section at all. like this, i won't have any chance of passing higher mother tongue at all. then i am so, &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; dead. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...for I know the plans I have for you, " declares the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;"plans to prosper you and not to harm you,&lt;br /&gt;plans to give you hope and a future.&lt;br /&gt;Then you will call upon me and come to pray to me,&lt;br /&gt;and I will listen to you.&lt;br /&gt;You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Jeremiah 29: 11-13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112875248454069637?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112875248454069637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112875248454069637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112875248454069637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112875248454069637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/10/rainy-day.html' title='rainy day'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112860900218887895</id><published>2005-10-06T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T07:30:02.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>floorfiller</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:00ccff;"&gt;EXAMS END TOMORROW. my gosh i'm so happy i'm ecstatic. i think i must have downed panadol and coke by accident or something and now i'm high. WOOT. can't and won't come down till the results come back! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plans are underway for the holidays. haha. might be going to korea. my sister's so excited, cos she's been watching that jewel of the palace show, and she's so interested about korean culture and all. think it'll be great exposure for her. haha. she's so cute, but she can sometimes get rather unruly. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to airport to send gloria off tomorrow...haha. all the way at changi airport. it'll be fun i guess. X) can't wait. going to learning lab after that. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY COME QUICKLY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112860900218887895?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112860900218887895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112860900218887895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112860900218887895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112860900218887895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/10/floorfiller.html' title='floorfiller'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112782161442252368</id><published>2005-09-27T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T04:46:54.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;argh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; why does everything &lt;u&gt;HAVE&lt;/u&gt; to go wrong before something major, say for example, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;end-of-year exams&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;? it's not that i don't already have enough pressure. i'm &lt;b&gt;trying&lt;/b&gt; already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112782161442252368?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112782161442252368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112782161442252368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112782161442252368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112782161442252368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/09/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112765188752144835</id><published>2005-09-25T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T05:38:07.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:666600;"&gt;halloween's coming! i've got a new halloween buddy this year. he's a ghost. and his name is &lt;b&gt;boo&lt;/b&gt;. remember that. it'll come in handy. (: oh and also, remember that &lt;b&gt;boo&lt;/b&gt; has a cousin called &lt;b&gt;fuzz&lt;/b&gt;. got that? &lt;b&gt;boo&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;fuzz&lt;/b&gt;. good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams this friday! somehow i'm looking forward to just taking the exams and getting it over and done with, so that i can go play. (: haha. celebrated my aunt's birthday at her house yesterday. her pool was all murky and gross. apparently the pump went bonkers. the jacuzzi was no better. insects kept invading it, but it was fun saving them. (: we had an outdoor steamboat dinner, and rebecca and i tried cooking stuff using clam shells as our base. our source of fire was that little flame from those tea candles they sell at IKEA. yet, the water managed to boil! awesome huh? X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha all right gotta go study now. geography, my darling, here i come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112765188752144835?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112765188752144835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112765188752144835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112765188752144835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112765188752144835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/09/halloweens-coming-ive-got-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112704692067873524</id><published>2005-09-18T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T05:35:20.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>desert rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:990000;"&gt;argh. why do things always happen on a sunday. it seems that almost all of the eventful events that happen on sunday involve my maid. and this is not the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll not be going to chiangmai this year. there are too many people. but i'm sure there will be great opportunities for me next year. (: can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are creeping nearer...like a thief on tip-toes. you tell yourself, "okay, exams are still quite far off. i can afford to cut some slack." and the next minute it slaps you right in the face, and you start to panic and worry. but by that time, it'll be too late. if you had been prepared, and installed a security alarm in your home, the theif would be caught, but if you didn't, then it takes away your most valuable possessions. ah. this would be my just desserts i suppose. if i don't make the mark this time, my world's going to come crashing down. &lt;u&gt;hard&lt;/u&gt;. and i already know i screwed oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever wondered how scary it actually is to think about the future? haha. i mean. no one knows what's going to happen to you except the Lord Jesus himself. i'm sure He has His plans, but the uncertainty about what's going to happen with your life makes one worry in a way. still, i leave my life in His hands. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. that look. i can't help but feel guilty. somehow, in those eyes lay something that wasn't there before: was it a tinge of hurt? sigh. it's troubling just to think about it. people have said it was the right thing to do. that i should've done it earlier, actually. but today when i saw that expression, something in my heart told me, maybe, just maybe, i shouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone keep me sane. &lt;b&gt;please&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112704692067873524?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112704692067873524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112704692067873524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112704692067873524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112704692067873524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/09/desert-rose.html' title='desert rose'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112696539334885015</id><published>2005-09-17T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T06:56:35.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>may it be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:336699;"&gt;i really hope i can go on the missions trip to chiangmai this december. my parents aren't too keen on letting me go...citing all sorts of reasons. well of course their reasons &lt;b&gt;are&lt;/b&gt; valid, but i think it'll be a really good experience for me to go on this trip, and maybe valuable lessons can be learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents are going to kuala lumpur to attend a wedding dinner on sunday night. the lucky people. i tried asking if i could tag along but they said my exams were just round the corner and i couldn't afford to miss school. so yeah. stuck here in sunny singapore. (: not that it's bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i screwed up my english oral so badly. i kept mixing up the gender of the lion in the picture! one minute i said it was a he, the next i said it was a she, and then miss wee asked me how did i know this was a picture taken in a zoo and i couldn't come up with a proper reason and i cited some lame reason like, "oh that's cos normally in parks and other places, you wouldn't be able to see metal-bar-enclosed enclosures" and i realised how wrong it sounded. argh. crap. now i'm highly dependant on my paper 2 in order to ensure that i score well for english. how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. the last thing i need on my agenda now is more trouble. but i seem to be getting more of it. everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112696539334885015?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112696539334885015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112696539334885015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112696539334885015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112696539334885015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/09/may-it-be.html' title='may it be'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112584522521780953</id><published>2005-09-04T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T07:47:05.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>phuket-bound</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:330000;"&gt;september holidays are here! but it'll be all over in one week. one meagre week. it hardly seems like a few days. sigh. will be leaving for phuket on 7th sept. i will finally get the tan i crave! hahaha. i'm just hoping i don't get myself turned into a lobster again. then the trip will be wasted. i desperately need a good tan. the old tan is fading rapidly and if i don't do something soon, i'll end up looking like a ghost. all white and tan-less. ew. hahaha. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to changi airport to fetch my dad today. he was returning from hong kong, and he didn't buy anything! haha. i mean, it's not that i expect something from him but hong kong is shopper's paradise. he was bound to have gotten something from there. oh. just found out. he got a box of mooncakes. and some herbal wine thingy i think. not too sure. it occured to me that we'll already be going to changi airport on wednesday, so why are we here now? haha. it was really weird, but since we haven't been to changi airport in quite a while, it was good to go see how much it had changed.&lt;br /&gt;indeed, i thought terminal 2 was a new terminal or something. it looked so different. there are now so many restaurants on the third level. so much variety. haha. btw the fries at the macs at terminal 2 is awesome. so golden and crispy. my mom and i couldn't resist and we more or less downed 2 large fries. so much calories, but oh well, we can't help it. haha. my dad was like, "You guys come all the way to Changi Airport and all you eat are fries."&lt;br /&gt;but in the end we went to the soup restaurant and my parents had a proper meal la, so yeah. the trip to the airport was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care i'm becoming an air stewardess when i grow up! haha. it seems so fun, but my parents have said otherwise. i need to experience it for myself lah. but oh well. i don't know what i'm gonna do when i grow up YET. believe me, its a difficult decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm being over-possesive of tibby. i'm bringing her everywhere. haha. i think she'd better stay at home. too much sun and too much pollution is BAD for poor little TIBBY. worse still, her golden fur will turn black if i carry her around too much, so i think she needs a good, long rest. haha. i'm being lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulations! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112584522521780953?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112584522521780953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112584522521780953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112584522521780953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112584522521780953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/09/phuket-bound.html' title='phuket-bound'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112532808530090820</id><published>2005-08-29T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T08:08:05.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feel like such a fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:ff0099;"&gt;finally, after so many 'test-tuesdays', tomorrow will be a test-free day. but that doesn't mean us people get to slack. we have to start mugging for eoy. and mug real hard indeed. it's less than a month before the exams begin, and i have barely studied for subjects like geography, literature, history, all of which require lots of memory work. and i still have to finish my rome essay by wednesday! argh. i re-edited it time and again, but it just doesn't seem to sound right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hungry. at what? eleven:ten at night. if i eat now i'll just balloon, so i guess i'll refrain. haha. if not i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112532808530090820?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112532808530090820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112532808530090820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112532808530090820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112532808530090820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/08/feel-like-such-fool.html' title='feel like such a fool'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112514894061762541</id><published>2005-08-27T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T06:26:30.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smoke gets in your eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;canoeing was so fun. (: can't wait to go for it again. we barely spent like an hour in the water and we already got tanned! haha it was awesome, even the part where zhang and i got stuck in the mangrove. haha. that part was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been feeling very lethargic lately. don't know why. like you just feel dead and you don't want to do anything but just lie there and stone. and gloria still hasn't sent me the pictures and returned isabel her jacket! haha. k i'm being very random. but oh well. i'm &lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt; random anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's so complicating...grades, school, my life. everything requires attention now, and if you don't give due attention to anyone of them, your whole life might just turn upside down. end-year exams are less than a month away, and there's so much to study. of course there are some moments to be happy about... (: but yeah. life has become so routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know those parts in the movies where there's this girl holding onto her lifeline, be it a rope or something, and then realises that someone else needs it more than her, but the rope can only hold the weight of one person, therefore she lets go and in doing so, forsakes her life and saves the other person? there's a catch though. the other person tells you that if you let go of the rope, you will never be forgiven. and the other person might just jump after you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i don't know. if that girl mentioned up there was you, would you let go? are you willing to give up for that person? willing to do for the person what you felt was best? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rope is still in your hands. time is running out. what're you gonna do about it? if you can come to a definite answer i salute you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for till now i am still clueless as to what i should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112514894061762541?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112514894061762541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112514894061762541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112514894061762541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112514894061762541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/08/smoke-gets-in-your-eyes.html' title='smoke gets in your eyes.'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112477561183221050</id><published>2005-08-22T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T22:47:46.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i'm writing this back home. while my classmates are still in school mugging away! HAHAHA. i'm being evil. lol. had to leave school early to go check with another doctor to see whether or not my tonsils needed to be removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they &lt;b&gt;DON'T!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha in fact, the white spots have all disappeared...and except for my raspy voice and running nose, everything else is fine. haha. (: went to planet fitness yesterday! it was so fun. we did kick-boxing and all, then we were given free time to roam the gym. i burned 112 calories in 20 mins on the treadmill! haha. i think i'm going to go ask my dad to invest in one. then all in our family can maintain a healthy lifestyle without venturing out of the house, and everyone will be happy. not to mention the fact that my bro and sis would most certainly &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; sitting on it, pretending its a conveyor belt. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro just came back from school. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there was something within her power&lt;br /&gt;which she could do to ease the pain&lt;br /&gt;she would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112477561183221050?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112477561183221050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112477561183221050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112477561183221050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112477561183221050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-pain.html' title='this pain'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112426937516433787</id><published>2005-08-17T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T02:02:55.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:996600;"&gt;have you ever tasted an earring? if you haven't, you do &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; want to try it. it's hard, cold, and tasteless. so yes. for those who have, i'm sure you never want to taste another earring again, cos i sure wouldn't. while i was having lunch just now &lt;b&gt;somehow&lt;/b&gt; my earring got into my mouth, and i was still happily chewing away at my lunch, not knowing there was actually an earring hidden inside. then when i bit onto it, i assumed it was a bone or something, so i just took it out, and got the shock of my life. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;i almost swallowed my earring!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; that was so close. and now my poor earring's all bent from my chewing. haha. my coach once told me ppl with braces could bite through metal. in my case, it's not really biting through, but it's close enough. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to get down to work now. exams are a mere &lt;u&gt;42&lt;/u&gt; days away, can't afford to waste anymore time. shopping trips would have to be postponed, money will have to be spent on notebooks and stationery, and brain cells would have to be lost studying. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather's been so gloomy. the sky's crying. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone please dry its tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112426937516433787?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112426937516433787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112426937516433787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112426937516433787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112426937516433787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/08/pain.html' title='pain'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112419016493748949</id><published>2005-08-16T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T04:02:44.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:666600;"&gt;we set a butterfly free today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been rearing it for the past few weeks, back when it was just a tiny little black caterpillar, which then transformed into a green one, and then it spun its cocoon, and now, finally, after so long, becomes a &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;beautiful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; butterfly. though butterflies of its kind have been quite common, knowing you helped raise such a mystifying little thing makes you want to keep rearing them. haha. beautiful little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr hong showed us our ca2 marks today. i improved by 3%. (: my hmt was &lt;i&gt;horrible&lt;/i&gt;. i think that's why it pulled down my overall grade by so much. i'll try my very best to pass it. streaming's not very far off. my time's running out. ah. i sound as if i'm about to die. haha. i'm beginning to panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be going to phuket for during the sept hols! so exciting. &lt;b&gt;finally&lt;/b&gt;, a place where we can actually spend most of our time at the beach. (: haha speaking of beaches, thanks &lt;b&gt;adele and farhana&lt;/b&gt; for the palm tree paper cutter! hahaha. tsunami zone. oh well. it'll be fun. X) then we sorta organised this downtown east chalet stayover thing with my chinese tuition group. it's gonna be so so cool. but all this depends on my results, really. i &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;must&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; work hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112419016493748949?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112419016493748949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112419016493748949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112419016493748949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112419016493748949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/08/butterfly.html' title='butterfly'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112402916387088504</id><published>2005-08-14T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T07:19:23.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>letting go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:663300;"&gt;(: sorry haven't been blogging in ages again. what with open house and all, everything's been kinda hectic. life is such a mess. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had open house yesterday! the swim team shirt turned out so good. we even had free badges. X) i got one with emily the strange on it. totally cool. i spent the whole day in school, except for the 1 hour where i went for my dental appointment. haha. there were many people coming, and one girl really ticked me off. i won't say what school she's from and all, but here's a scenario of what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after much talking on our part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;mom&lt;/b&gt;: so do you have anymore questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;girl&lt;/b&gt;: (whispers) whose swimsuit is that hanging on the wall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;mom&lt;/b&gt;: haiyoh why you so kaypoh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;: (upon overhearing) oh that's the swimsuit that the school gave us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what she said next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;girl&lt;/b&gt;: EE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave her the hairy eyeball and she covered her mouth. i mean, hello? it's not like she's a really good swimmer or anything, and she told her mom she preferred TYR swimsuits. how materialistic. in fact, arena might just be better than TYR. it's not the swimsuit that matters. it's the skill, the substance a swimmer has. and best of all she wasn't even in our team, so she definitely had no right to comment on our swimsuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents tried to corner a poor lizard just now. it lay curled up on the dining table and was kind of hindering us from having a peaceful dinner, so i handed my dad some plastic bags. he tried to catch it, but it kept running away...off the dining table, under a magazine on the floor, under the newspaper, and finally to the brown table, where my mom sort of cornered him with her &lt;i&gt;fly swatter&lt;/i&gt;, and my dad &lt;u&gt;finally&lt;/u&gt; caught him. he dropped his tail. you can see the joint so clearly. gross man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112402916387088504?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112402916387088504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112402916387088504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112402916387088504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112402916387088504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/08/letting-go.html' title='letting go.'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112332489197522349</id><published>2005-08-06T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T03:41:33.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fatigue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:330066;"&gt;had flag day on friday! yinglin, yingmin, raina, steph, hui min, shuen min, loretta, michelle, kai yi, beverly and grace all came along with me. hahaha. it was for &lt;i&gt;shan you&lt;/i&gt; counselling centre. in the end, my wrists were all aching from carrying that heavy metal tin the whole day (&lt;b&gt;NOW&lt;/b&gt; i understand how much flag day people suffer.) there were these really sweet chij girls who didn't donate and apologised profusely, and told us that they understood our &lt;i&gt;pain&lt;/i&gt;. haha. it was so fun...but by the end of the day i was ready to sit down and fall asleep. had a massive headache. maybe its due to standing under the sun for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to sentosa tomorrow! can't wait. i finally decided what to wear, thanks to isabel and rachel! X) it's gonna be so so fun. i must remember to use that sun-tan lotion thingy. or else i'm gonna end up looking like a lobster again. and i definitely do not want my skin to peel all the way down to my arm. woot! X) my mom has warned me time and again, however, that the 7th month is here and that i shouldn't go into the water. or else &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;bad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; things will happen to poor old me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aunts and uncles are here already! gotta go now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112332489197522349?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112332489197522349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112332489197522349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112332489197522349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112332489197522349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/08/fatigue.html' title='fatigue'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112316387823569261</id><published>2005-08-04T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T06:57:58.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i walk by faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:666600;"&gt;i just realised that the guy whom i thought was jerald really &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;was&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; jerald at sonic fest. haha. no wonder he looked so familiar! i knew i'd seen him somewhere but i just couldn't put my finger on it. oh well. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha it was so funny. last night must have been my lucky night! woo hoo! hahaha. i think only a few people know why. X) it was such a surprise... if you wanna know...well. go figure. hahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school today was so fun. we laughed so much and &lt;b&gt;finally&lt;/b&gt; did our geog presentation. scored quite well. very happy. (: after that i went for school training. we slacked so much, cos all the seniors had something on and stuff, so everyone was just floating about in the pool and playing games like monkey and murderer. haha. in the end everyone left very punctually at four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go watch lost now. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112316387823569261?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112316387823569261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112316387823569261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112316387823569261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112316387823569261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-walk-by-faith.html' title='i walk by faith'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112304550235529564</id><published>2005-08-02T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T22:05:02.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday beverly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:ff0099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEVERLY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; well you know i actually didn't want to say that but cos the person &lt;b&gt;herself&lt;/b&gt; is next to me, i'd better be nice and say happy birthday to her. haha. i mean it lah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:ff9900;"&gt;argh i failed freaking higher mother tongue. as if it's not bad enough that my science of all years chose to remain at a B3 this particular year when it matters the most. of ALL years. bloody hell. no matter how hard i try to study for chinese i never do well. maybe i should just drop it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112304550235529564?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112304550235529564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112304550235529564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112304550235529564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112304550235529564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-beverly.html' title='happy birthday beverly.'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112269309103939622</id><published>2005-07-29T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T20:11:31.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>save me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:996600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;sonic fest&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; concert today! (: a pity though it looks like it's gonna rain heavily today. sigh. i thought it was going to be really sunny and all. it would be so much more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro and i finally completed the blue belt criteria for iNinja! hahaha. this calls for a celebration! now our cute little ninja's a red belt, soon to become a black one. haha. sorry this seems so childish but its just so exciting. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost 2 kg in 6 days. lol. like whoa. i tried so hard to lose just a few grams in one month last time and suddenly a fever comes on and i shed 2 kg. unbelievable. i really should get myself into a fever often. my target weight's 42kg. hahaha. X) i'm not very far off but shedding weight is hard when you have to eat somewhat full meals every night to sustain yourself for training the next day. oh well. i'll try my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's &lt;u&gt;youth sunday&lt;/u&gt;, and i still don't know what to wear. lol... i can't wait for next sunday! we're going to &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SENTOSA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. i just hope it doesn't rain. but even if it does, we've decided we're gonna go watch a movie! (: so fun. everyone must come! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k gonna go get lunch for the family now. (: will end here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112269309103939622?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112269309103939622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112269309103939622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112269309103939622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112269309103939622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/07/save-me.html' title='save me'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112246601053393239</id><published>2005-07-27T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T05:08:26.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>turn away?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'll be returning to school tomorrow! (: can't wait. heard the swimming board's 'freaking nice' and i can't wait to see it as well! haha. i think i might have to go for some interview soon as well, but i know nothing about it. haha oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who are you now?&lt;br /&gt;are you still the same&lt;br /&gt;or did you change somehow?&lt;br /&gt;what do you do&lt;br /&gt;at this very moment when I think of you?&lt;br /&gt;and when I'm looking back&lt;br /&gt;how we were young and stupid&lt;br /&gt;do you remember that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i want to close this chapter of life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but there are still so many things left unsaid, loose ends left untied...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;broken hearts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; left unmended.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112246601053393239?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112246601053393239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112246601053393239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112246601053393239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112246601053393239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/07/turn-away.html' title='turn away?'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112235000654297759</id><published>2005-07-25T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T20:53:26.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0099;"&gt;hello. guess what? i'm sick again. haha. i keep telling people i'm strong. but i end up getting sick. haha. like someone said, a &lt;b&gt;strong&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;weakling&lt;/i&gt;. haha. the irony of it all. i bet i'm gonna be passing germs to everyone who came close to me yesterday. everyone, remember to take lots of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;vitamin c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0099;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;recently i've just begun to realise how fast time is passing by. back in primary school, writing down homework in our little colourful notebooks was just like part of the lesson. right now in secondary school, we have to rush to write down homework. back in primary school sometimes if i forget to write down homework in my notebook, i'd still be able to remember, but now in secondary school, there's so many things to remember i'd just conveniently forget everything and get into trouble in school the next day. times have changed indeed. i still miss those carefree primary school days and all my old friends... (: sigh. reminiscing again. it's so hard to forget those good old days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:ccff00;"&gt;well on a brighter note, sc rocks too! there's always something fun to look forward to, something new coming along. in my one and a half years spent there, it's been nothing but pure fun, studying, and lots and lots of laughter. (: i bet the coming 2 years are going to be even more fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:ffff00;"&gt;youth sunday's on next week. we're supposed to dress up, but i have no idea what i'm gonna wear. miniskirts are a definite no-no, and jeans are a tad too casual. shorts are of course not allowed, so the only option left is long skirts, or pants, or three-quarter pants. i don't own a pair of three-quarter pants, so that option is out. pants or skirt. hm. haha it seems as though i''m having a conversation with my blog over what to wear. not that it can answer me but oh well... anyone tell me if i should wear pants or jeans! haha tag me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:ff9900;"&gt;ok the medicine's beginning to take effect again. feeling really drowsy. (: will be back to update soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112235000654297759?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112235000654297759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112235000654297759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112235000654297759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112235000654297759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/07/forever.html' title='forever'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112183765012691224</id><published>2005-07-19T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T22:34:10.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALOHA</title><content type='html'>writing this post from my school's computer lab. hahaha. it's RAP now. a whole period of nothing to do but slacking, or to some people...&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;STUDYING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. i know we should be studying and all since streaming's NOT very far off but oh well. (: we people are just plain slackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things are going on...so many situations intertwined. life has slowed down a bit for me...since nationals are over and everything. so yeah. i guess i should get down to mugging soon. my grades are not exactly very good...so i guess i have to put in that much extra effort to do better in my studies. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our swimming shirt design is done now! hahaha. at first the back of the shirt said ' float' but melena changed it to ' swimmingly chic'. haha i think both were really cute. our swimming board's DYING. i think we better get it done soon. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha k that's all. will continue when i get back. the school's keyboard is so much nicer to use. mine's like on the table and so difficult to type. i am so gonna steal the school's computer keyboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112183765012691224?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112183765012691224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112183765012691224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112183765012691224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112183765012691224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/07/aloha.html' title='ALOHA'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112183718251555122</id><published>2005-07-19T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T22:26:22.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>l.likojk - by b+</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112183718251555122?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112183718251555122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112183718251555122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112183718251555122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112183718251555122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/07/llikojk-by-b.html' title='l.likojk - by b+'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112176522561021994</id><published>2005-07-19T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T02:27:05.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can it be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When times are tough, or at least tricky, the universe often sends hints our way, via coincidental circumstances, vivid or recurring dreams or the appearance or reappearance of someone whose presence makes us feel a certain way. It's up to you now to figure out what those coincidences and dreams are all about. You know you can do it. If anyone is an expert at unraveling such &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;things for others, it's you. Do it for yourself now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- Horoscope website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;this has never been so true. haha. it spooks me time and again when a reading like this pops up and it is eerily similar to what's going on in my life right now. haha. my goodnes. it even mentioned dreams. haha i guess it's time for me to &lt;strong&gt;wake up&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;today was kinda usual...nothing much, excepting the 3 tests that we had, and i know i am bound to fail my chinese book test for i didn't finish half the book and each mcq question has a weightage of &lt;strong&gt;4 marks&lt;/strong&gt;. tomorrow's gonna be a long day. we end school at 3pm. haha oh yes i forgot to mention today we got to dress up as one of the suitors of portia in the merchant of venice. our group got the scottish lord, and i dressed up as him! haha. it was so funny and we made bagpipes out of our school jackets. haha. adele and farhana tied a plastic moustache to my head that kept wobbling. hahaha. it was super hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i have to go do some revision and prepare for geography presentation now...sigh. when the weather's so nice. haha. kinda sad. (: oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&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/7327296-112176522561021994?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112176522561021994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112176522561021994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112176522561021994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112176522561021994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/07/can-it-be.html' title='can it be?'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112125166587762793</id><published>2005-07-13T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T03:47:45.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nationals are over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:ff9900;"&gt;nationals ended today, but it definitely feels as though it just began. after today, i won't deny i'll miss toa payoh swimming complex more than ever! haha. the only time i actually go there's during nationals, so that means the next time i'll be there would be during next year's nationals! haha. i'll miss you! X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:ccff00;"&gt;all of us are winners! haha though some are 'greater' winners. (: though not all of us got into finals and won prizes, we all tried, and that's what matters. X) we all had lots of fun screaming our lungs out today for the relay team and the individual events, and right now my throat is &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;hoarse&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. though other schools brought along their supporters, i think us sc girls cheered with the highest pitch! hahaha. it was really fun cheering them on, and looking out for MPs. (inside joke. heh) i found my very own MP! used to be from my club, but cos he's so good he's gone to join the national team i think. these people are just plain pro man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:ffff00;"&gt;we had 2 supporters! haha well actually they weren't really supporters lah. the swim team girls would know what i mean. (: haha. apparently the school doesn't want to call supporters to come watch us. cos the other schools who actually bring supporters are the powerhouses of swimming, so yeah. that puts great pressure on us man. we've gotta train hard and earn ourselves a reputation for being one of the powerhouses of swimming! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:ff9900;"&gt;well for overall this year we got 5th for both divisions. no honours day! haha. oh well. our lao shi's still gonna give us a treat. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:ccff00;"&gt;well that's that for nationals this year. (: it's been so great. love you guys from the sc swim team! X) can't wait for next yr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112125166587762793?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112125166587762793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112125166587762793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112125166587762793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112125166587762793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/07/nationals-are-over.html' title='nationals are over'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112064512749676724</id><published>2005-07-06T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T03:18:47.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D-Day 1 : Status : OVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:ff0099;"&gt;the first day of the heats are &lt;u&gt;finally&lt;/u&gt; over. hahaha. &lt;b&gt;yvonne&lt;/b&gt; and i were totally getting the jitters before the competition. when we arrived there, the jitters got worse and my goggles kept falling off everytime i tried to plunge! this was &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;so&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; not good. if the goggles fall out while i'm swimming i cannot take them off or even touch them. i have to keep &lt;i&gt;swimming, swimming, swimming...just keep swimming swimming swimming.&lt;/i&gt; haha. anyway, thanks to the prayers of &lt;b&gt;denise&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;priyanka&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;isabelle's&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;yvonne's&lt;/b&gt; suggestion of putting the goggle strap under my cap... it didn't fall off! oh &lt;b&gt;glory!&lt;/b&gt;. i managed to complete the race 3 secs less than last yr's timing. haha. even though i didn't make it into the finals, i guess it's some form of achievement. (: the other girls did well too! &lt;b&gt;3 cheers for us! hahaha. X)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:ff0099;"&gt;tomorrow's gonna be one fun day! so many people are having heats tomorrow. it's gonna be &lt;u&gt;SO&lt;/u&gt; crowded. i hope we have a place to sit and stuff. haha. my entire mood's on nationals now. it was actually not that bad. everything was over in about 30-40 seconds. i think no i &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;KNOW&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; i'm gonna be seeing lots and lots of people i know tomorrow. not forgetting the coaches as well. haha. gonna be so so exciting. i hope i can beat my pb in breastroke tmr. i'm keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:ff0099;"&gt;haha oh before i forget...you know how bananas are supposed to give you energy? i totally forgot to eat the two that i brought. oops. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112064512749676724?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112064512749676724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112064512749676724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112064512749676724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112064512749676724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/07/d-day-1-status-over.html' title='D-Day 1 : Status : OVER'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-112047998714522062</id><published>2005-07-04T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T05:26:27.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stop this torture.</title><content type='html'>how i wish the world could just open up and swallow me. now. i can't take this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurt is easily covered. but there's only so much that a person can take. once her limits are reached, she just collapses inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-112047998714522062?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/112047998714522062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=112047998714522062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112047998714522062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/112047998714522062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/07/stop-this-torture.html' title='stop this torture.'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-111977968822794996</id><published>2005-06-26T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T02:54:48.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't wanna fall to pieces.</title><content type='html'>school's reopening tomorrow! someone save me. hahaha. it's back to 5.30am alarms and rushed schedules and stressful tests. not to mention &lt;b&gt;NATIONALS&lt;/b&gt;. i am &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;so&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; dead. literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in both my events there are people from sports school, mgs, and rgs. basically i'm just going there to swim for the sake of swimming. and these are the powerhouses of swimming and they have been clinching medals and all for the past few years. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: will try to enjoy the last day of the holidays. my bro is crazy over pokemon again. and he's forcing me to play with him. oh well. it'll bring back the child in me! muahaha. being the nice sister that i am i have kindly obliged. haha just joking lah. if i don't agree he'll keep pestering me. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy back-to-school day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-111977968822794996?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/111977968822794996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=111977968822794996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111977968822794996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111977968822794996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/06/dont-wanna-fall-to-pieces.html' title='don&apos;t wanna fall to pieces.'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-111948671063089416</id><published>2005-06-22T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T17:31:50.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hols ending</title><content type='html'>the holidays are ending so soon it almost seems as if we never had any holidays at all. sigh. haha oh well all good things have to come to an end sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;b&gt;adele's&lt;/b&gt; house yesterday for the geog project. in the end we decided to split the work because we were too busy laughing at a video. hahaha. it was super funny. these 2 guys were trying to imitate n'sync and were lip synching along to their song. then after &lt;b&gt;yvonne&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;farhana&lt;/b&gt; left, we watched a show called &lt;i&gt;D.E.B.S&lt;/i&gt;. secret-agent schoolgirls whose leader turned out les. haha. kinda interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i keep doing this? maybe this is the way things are meant to be. i'd understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. life is at an all-time low for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'est la vie much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-111948671063089416?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/111948671063089416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=111948671063089416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111948671063089416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111948671063089416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/06/hols-ending.html' title='hols ending'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-111897458210870976</id><published>2005-06-16T19:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T19:16:22.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she's crying. why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:ccff00;"&gt;haven't been updating &lt;u&gt;AGAIN&lt;/u&gt;. hahaha. been kinda busy i guess. school holidays are ending in a week's time! we go through this every year...the holidays always seem too short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:ccff00;"&gt;have you begun noticing that the little things we actually had time to do when we were younger seem quite impossible to accomplish now? things like writing down homework in your notebook, perhaps, or being able to spend hours in front of the com without worrying about your homework. just more evidence to how fast time is flying when you're in secondary school. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:ccff00;"&gt;been down with the flu the past 2 days. it is &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; fun to get sick. blah. i guess it's high-time i start eating more greens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:ccff00;"&gt;lots of people got in for the NJC thing. i have a feeling a lot of my friends are going to be there on the 24th. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:ccff00;"&gt;okay, mom's nagging again. have to go search for animals for my little bro's young zoologist badge. hahaha. been there, done that, doing it again. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:ccff00;"&gt;i promise i'll try to update more often!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-111897458210870976?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/111897458210870976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=111897458210870976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111897458210870976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111897458210870976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/06/shes-crying-why_16.html' title='she&apos;s crying. why?'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-111897414730650855</id><published>2005-06-16T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T19:09:07.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she's crying. why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:ccff00;"&gt;haven't been updating &lt;u&gt;AGAIN&lt;/u&gt;. hahaha. been kinda busy i guess. school holidays are ending in a week's time! we go through this every year...the holidays always seem too short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:ccff00;"&gt;have you begun noticing that the little things we actually had time to do when we were younger seem quite impossible to accomplish now? things like writing down homework in your notebook, perhaps, or being able to spend hours in front of the com without worrying about your homework. just more evidence to how fast time is flying when you're in secondary school. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-111897414730650855?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/111897414730650855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=111897414730650855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111897414730650855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111897414730650855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/06/shes-crying-why.html' title='she&apos;s crying. why?'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-111803952025870394</id><published>2005-06-05T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T23:32:09.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yourockmyworld?</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=ff0099&gt;the sunburn's &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; getting any better. oh well. small price to pay for a nice tan la. haha. X)i've been &lt;i&gt;pouring&lt;/i&gt; cucumber extract all over myself for the past 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to attend my dad's cousin's wedding last night. she's married to a &lt;b&gt;lawyer&lt;/b&gt; the lucky girl. they had most of their pics taken at sentosa. really well-taken. nice background and all. and she did away with the long, flowy gowns and chose to go with this little cha-cha like dress that looked absolutely fab on her. then there was this lady who totally &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;outdressed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; the bride. her hair was done up into this bee-hive and she was wearing a short dress and heels so high i swear she would have fallen if she hadn't been clinging to her husband every second. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everyone kept clasping my shoulders last night!!! it hurt like hell. but i couldn't say anything cos they were all my elders. sigh. haha had lots of fun with my younger cousins and stuff.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-111803952025870394?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/111803952025870394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=111803952025870394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111803952025870394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111803952025870394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/06/yourockmyworld.html' title='yourockmyworld?'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-111788709703087909</id><published>2005-06-04T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T06:46:09.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lobster mania.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=ff6600&gt;it's &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=ff0000&gt;lobster day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;! went to &lt;font color=ffff00&gt;sentosa&lt;/font&gt; with &lt;font color=ff0099&gt;vicki&lt;/font&gt; today. haha. was supposed to go with &lt;font color=ff0099&gt;yoke, yu jie, mei ting, joanne and audrey&lt;/font&gt; but all of them couldn't make it. still, both of us had fun! haha. and we got seriously sunburnt. though it's nice to get a sunburn once in a while. it was so fun too! especially when *something* happened. X)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ff6600&gt;went to watch yiyi and wilson perform today. all of them looked so stoned. hahaha. poor them. under the hot sun for so many hours. in LONG pants, of all things.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ff6600&gt;and i think my computer is infected with spyware. hooray. everything's working so slowly and all these adverts keep popping up. sigh. i think i better go get it re-formatted or something. which means i have to save everything into a diskette and reinstall it into the re-formatted computer. oh man. how sad.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ff6600&gt;oh wait. i just made it go away. hahaha.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-111788709703087909?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/111788709703087909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=111788709703087909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111788709703087909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111788709703087909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/06/lobster-mania.html' title='lobster mania.'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-111754649625305579</id><published>2005-05-31T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T06:35:05.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fcuk it baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;i haven't been updating in AGES. my cousin thought i was dead. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a sleepover at my aunt's place. it was pretty fun. went back to my old house to do some packing cos there's gonna be some sort of renovation. haha. both my cousins stayed up till almost 2 and i was K.O-ed at 11pm. how pathetic. can't believe myself. tsk tsk tsk. my uncle had his cousin from korea staying over too. in singapore to learn english at some cambridge place. so prestigious. scaryyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siggh. i have given up trying to get back my figure. no hope already! hahaha. my arms are ballooning and i can never get my legs to shrink man. SIGH. i'm stuck with the way i am now. hahahaha. not that i'm complaining la. i'm happy the way i am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's such a mess. i need to untangle myself. NOW. before i self-destruct. hahaha. crazy right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-111754649625305579?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/111754649625305579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=111754649625305579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111754649625305579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111754649625305579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/05/fcuk-it-baby.html' title='fcuk it baby.'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-111625306176374430</id><published>2005-05-16T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T07:17:41.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolate-dipped strawberries</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=ffff00&gt;today has got to be my '&lt;u&gt;fat day&lt;/u&gt;' man. my mom and i were melting chocolate and dipping strawberries into them to prepare for tomorrow's &lt;i&gt;cafe vader&lt;/i&gt; thing. haha i think it's going to be pretty fun. we tried out with cadbury milk chocolate (wouldn't it be nice...hahaha) at first, but it was too thick and it kept sliding off the strawberries. then in the end we used van houten (i think that's how it's spelt) cooking chocolate, and it worked like a charm. (: so in the end, we got to eat all those coated with cadbury chocolate! i can just feel all those extra pounds of cellulite sitting in my stomach.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ccff00&gt;i left my day-old water bottle in school! argh...imagine the anxiety. if it's not at my place tomorrow i'm going to sit down on the floor and wail like someone from the mental institute till i GET IT BACK!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ff6600&gt;i think the whole swim team's going to change their entire package. i thought the swimsuit was okay la, but yeah it was kinda tight...so. haha. but the shirts were kinda off.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;okay i better get going now. haha going to get more strawberries from the 24 hr cold storage at jelita.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-111625306176374430?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/111625306176374430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=111625306176374430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111625306176374430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111625306176374430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/05/chocolate-dipped-strawberries.html' title='chocolate-dipped strawberries'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-111616895370404377</id><published>2005-05-15T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T07:55:59.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fallen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=cc3399&gt;haven't been blogging for so long! so many things have happened recently...lol. oh well. many more things are coming my way i'm sure. i keep trying to complete my application essay but so far, i haven't been successful. it's like, whatever words you type out just doesn't seem to go along with the essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG PEI WEN JUST REMINDED ME OF THE GEOG REFLECTION ESSAY.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-111616895370404377?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/111616895370404377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=111616895370404377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111616895370404377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111616895370404377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/05/fallen.html' title='fallen.'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-111556259059603610</id><published>2005-05-08T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T07:30:06.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreamlover</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=ff0099&gt;i'm going to write a post with the colour of my braces. haha just went to change it yesterday morning. it's now pink and blue! muahaha. i find that's the best colour combination.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=00ccff&gt;so many things are happening these few days! can't keep track. haha. all i know is, right now i'm feeling &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; bloated. i ate &lt;u&gt;SO&lt;/u&gt; much today...especially the &lt;font color=ff0099&gt;strawberry shortcake&lt;/font&gt; i bought for my mom. lol. i think i ate more of the cake than she did. hahaha. oops. X)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ff0099&gt;my lil bro had his karate grading today! i think he did really well...focused and all. though he may have been a little distracted by me cos i was laughing at how cute he looked while he was doing his kata and stuff. hahaha. really really cute.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=00ccff&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;rachel&lt;/font&gt; and i braved the rain today just to walk to the bus stop outside church. HAHAHA. SO THERE RAIN U CAN'T STOP US. lol sorry i'm just being weird. hahaha we were on our way to orchard to go collect the bakerzin cakes.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ff0099&gt;siggh. i feel very happy and on the other hand, i feel really sad for a friend. they were so perfect together. siggh. maybe it's fate that does these things...but sometimes it's difficult to understand why it does so. that's life i guess. a mystery by itself.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=00ccff&gt;haha k i think i better get moving to bed. i doubt i can even wake up tomorrow. siggh. every morning i wake up, dreading the time when we finally have to wake up proper and change and go to school and everything...it's really sad. hahaha. oh well.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ff0099&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;jerk it out&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; baby.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-111556259059603610?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/111556259059603610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=111556259059603610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111556259059603610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111556259059603610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/05/dreamlover.html' title='dreamlover'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-111528125273007799</id><published>2005-05-05T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T01:21:00.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just like a pill</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;font color=ooccff&gt;GRACE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; you turn 14 today!!! muahaha. welcome to the old club. hahahahaha. u know we age 10 yrs in a year? cos before we were 13, switch the numbers and you are 31, and now that we're 14, switch the numbers you get 41! like WHOA. haha. 10 years in 12 months. kinda cool don't u think? X) hahaha sorry i'm just being a spaz.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;it's raining again today...hopefully it'll pour when it's time for training. then we don't have to go swim! muahahaha. lol but i can't la. nats r coming in like a few week's time. sheesh. talk about pressure.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-111528125273007799?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/111528125273007799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=111528125273007799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111528125273007799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111528125273007799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-like-pill.html' title='just like a pill'/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</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-7327296.post-111513095911725607</id><published>2005-05-03T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T07:41:00.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=cc0099&gt;i feel so lousy. really &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt; lousy. and somehow i just can't explain why. it's a feeling which i haven't felt in quite some time. and it's tearing me up inside.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=00ccff&gt;why does it always have to happen to me...things &lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt; don't go the way it seems to be going. like the swimming incident for example. it was so close. all gone in a matter of seconds. it's all the same.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=cc0099&gt;i seriously don't know what's happening to me now. it's so weird. it's as if i'm &lt;i&gt;hurt&lt;/i&gt;...intensified by a million times. sighhh.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=00ccff&gt;haha oh well. i'll get over it la. life is &lt;b&gt;still&lt;/b&gt; beautiful to me (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7327296-111513095911725607?l=oceansun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/feeds/111513095911725607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7327296&amp;postID=111513095911725607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111513095911725607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7327296/posts/default/111513095911725607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oceansun.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-feel-so-lousy.html' title=''/><author><name>Beatrice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14175545982098684340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
