<?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-7067122328473456729</id><updated>2011-07-31T17:44:21.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere over the rainbow... Blue birds fly!(:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067122328473456729.post-6092666323778041294</id><published>2010-08-08T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T17:52:26.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not that anyone reads this anymore, but&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://polkadottedpajamas.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://polkadottedpajamas.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've moved :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-6092666323778041294?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067122328473456729.post-3753232040351087026</id><published>2010-07-30T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T22:33:50.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe i should have just gone to australia from the start&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-3753232040351087026?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/3753232040351087026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=3753232040351087026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/3753232040351087026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/3753232040351087026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2010/07/maybe-i-should-have-just-gone-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-22021601885791576</id><published>2010-06-26T00:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T00:15:28.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>looks like the june hols are ending&lt;div&gt;anddd......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HAVEN'T DONE SHIT D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didn't manage to do all the things i said i would at the start of the hols (surprise surprise)  :(((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im so screwed for As PLUS i sooo don't want to go back to school because of the stupid mids D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im completely convinced i'll get straight Us i am serious. completely wasn't thinking straight during the papers plus the high fever and all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im gonna go to ssp :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully that means i'll do a whole lot better for prelims though :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know, it's gotten so bad recently (the worrying over As) that i've been doing some serious pondering over what it would be like to be a hawker's assistant... or a cashier at Macdonald's... or something. if it really happens God knows i deserve it for slacking my life away :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;must. start. mugginggggggggg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a different note, my holiday was pretty fun but somewhat spoiled by the fact that i knew i shouldn't have been there :( i should have been left behind in singapore to study and do tutorials like a good girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i didn't even get to go shopping :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-22021601885791576?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/22021601885791576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=22021601885791576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/22021601885791576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-8434209365594315351?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/8434209365594315351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=8434209365594315351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8434209365594315351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8434209365594315351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2010/06/right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-7426956345442021524</id><published>2010-05-12T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T20:47:27.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it sucks to not be able to control your emotions and all the ugly feelings and thoughts you don't want to have just come out and there's nothing you can do about it. other than shut your eyes, cover your ears, try to ignore it and wait for them to go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-7426956345442021524?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;stay happy arielle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-192741530024264712?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/192741530024264712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=192741530024264712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/192741530024264712'/><link 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have the mood and inspiration to blog :)&lt;div&gt;okay not so much the latter, but that doesn't really matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first off. school work D: damn jc's like crazy now la. no matter how much work i do, there's still more to do :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i am effectively worried for my econs. i don't understand how to answer questions at all :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GG D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. that aside. im starting to enjoy studying to be honest o.o like im quite happy to do my tutorials :D though i still wish there weren't so many :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and all the tests and shit are coming up soon :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. can't really complain much though. school's still kind of fun :) minus the studying. though i am starting to find joy in taking notes during lectures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my God i have contracted the A level disease D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is a good thing i guess :D being a mugger nerd is healthy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and i completely utterly love this song :) and clip :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/204935829/1cd4fc31/Married_Life_-_Up_Soundtrack.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Married Life - Up Soundtrack.mp3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's carl's and ellie's song from UP ^^ can't help but think of happy things everytime i hear it ^^ or watch it :P :X though the sad part makes me cry :( but it's still nice :) because of its simplicity and purity :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that's it for my inspiration haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-3170860705108971806?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067122328473456729.post-8160239863021588540</id><published>2010-03-30T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T16:47:47.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to get a tear duct transplant &gt;:( mine's faulty. it's overactive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-8160239863021588540?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/8160239863021588540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=8160239863021588540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8160239863021588540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8160239863021588540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-to-get-tear-duct-transplant.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-8464621727930842182</id><published>2010-03-28T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T15:43:48.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoo. that's it. fun-o-rama's over.&lt;br /&gt;guess im quite relieved in a sense. no more organising stuff and trying to get everything done before the deadline and begging people to bring their stuff for the food stall to borrow and money managing. i can finally relax and go back to my no-responsibilities days :D&lt;br /&gt;then again. it was kind of fun being in charge for a change heh. normally im always behind the scenes, doing what other people tell me to do. nice surprise for me when i found out i knew how to order people around hehehe :D&lt;br /&gt;and the food stall was a bigger success than i thought it would be ^^ we had a queue o.o how awesome is that hahaha. and i only tasted the chocolate croissant 3 days for the funfair :P turned out to be quite nice. i could be a chef :P&lt;br /&gt;of course the class helped out like TREMENDOUSLY. carrying the ice cream and dealing with all the swensen's shit. plus managing to sell the hundred over croissants leftover hahaha. well done :D i love you guys ♥&lt;br /&gt;now i've gotta work on getting my voice back D: i sound like a man now :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-8464621727930842182?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/8464621727930842182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=8464621727930842182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8464621727930842182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8464621727930842182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2010/03/whoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-6003867126503526128</id><published>2010-03-25T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T19:25:02.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to shop :(&lt;div&gt;i wanna buy shoes dresses belts shirts shorts accessories D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but no money :( and no time either haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been in a shopaholic mood since. since. since i walked into dorothy perkins with ning that time and saw stuff i liked but couldn't afford lolol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isn't that always the case :( sighs. oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall go shopping soon!! my cousin's wedding is coming up and i haven't got anything to wear! :D hehehe. hooray! i can buy a whole outfit :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but oh well. been trying to satisfy the need to spend by looking through online catalogues lol. too bad i don't have a credit card :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or the guts to buy one haha. what if it doesn't fit? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though i saw this really cute bracelet the other day and i was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this close &lt;/span&gt;to really buying it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i realised they didn't have a cash option :( needed to pay by cheque at least. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sian. &lt;/span&gt;hahaha. oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one day. i shall get a credit card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then i'll have a credit card debt :D hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so materialistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;effect of the mass media ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to go on a shopping trip soon :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-6003867126503526128?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/6003867126503526128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=6003867126503526128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/6003867126503526128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/6003867126503526128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-need-to-shop-i-wanna-buy-shoes.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-7749767372236225834</id><published>2010-03-17T19:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T19:54:28.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>confused.&lt;div&gt;lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;infuriated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-7749767372236225834?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067122328473456729.post-6600978820096373122</id><published>2010-03-15T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:45:09.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i should be doing my tutorials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of playing tower bloxx on facebook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-6600978820096373122?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/6600978820096373122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=6600978820096373122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/6600978820096373122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/6600978820096373122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-should-be-doing-my-tutorials-instead.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-8239207636640048146</id><published>2010-02-22T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T12:33:40.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay im experimenting with xanga and i swear it is phaaaaaaaaaail.&lt;div&gt;i can't even figure out how to post hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh wait i just found it o.o after an hour -_- lol. oh well at least im making progress. next: find a nice theme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. staying at home is boring :/ im too lazy to start on my chem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna go to schoooooool. heard the class is doing SATs now (HAHA :D) and damn it actually sounds fun ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being sick ain't fun at all :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. hopefully i'll be back at school at least a couple of days this week :X even if it';s just for a short while :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll be missing CAs though &gt;) hehehehehe. i don't have to take them whoo! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i'll still study at home. because i am a good girl :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss the school yong tau foo and eggplant ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-3181343447529303756</id><published>2010-02-20T10:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T11:23:29.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omgggg im craving all kinds of crazy shit now ): sushi curry meepok nasi lemak lady's finger.&lt;div&gt;i want my chilliiiiiiiiiii :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not that hospital food is bad. it's alright i guess. but everything's mashed up ): oh well. discharged tmr! ^^ can't wait to be back in my soft bed haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway. it's actually not that bad in hospital. got wifi :D and tv (with very limited channels, but oh well) and a bed and props you up :D hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I'M OFF THE DRIP! ^^ hip hip hooray, i can go to the toilet on my own now :D the needle's still stuck in there though :/ think it's to save me from the injection medicine they give me lol. oh well. it'll be out tmr (: yayay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mum's eating an orange in the room now ): damn i want one too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i swear im so gonna gorge myself to death the minute i get better haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least im getting more visitors later (: visitors light up the room :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;i love you guys. everyone who came yesterday and later today too. you guys made my room brighter (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway. can't blog too long, i should be starting on my work :X im soooo behind. and i won't be back at school for another week -.- how screwed am i. roar! hate getting sick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-3181343447529303756?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/3181343447529303756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=3181343447529303756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/3181343447529303756'/><link rel='self' 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either. tests are coming up D: and im still in the holiday mood. shit. i should really get started on the revision :X&lt;br /&gt;anyway. asides from that. j1s are in! :D haha. the school is back to being noisy and crowded. haha. oh well. the non-existent queues were fun while they lasted :D heh. still. it feels more vibrant now :P&lt;br /&gt;i miss orientation D: i felt like jumping into the mud pit when i saw the councilors making it the other day hehe. that would've been preferrable to mass pe.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. maybe i should stop procrastinating and finish up my overdue GP articles.&lt;br /&gt;or i can continue reading my manga :D hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate missing you ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-1387337623034545071?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067122328473456729.post-3071455542658985121</id><published>2010-01-31T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:16:12.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't blogged in an uberrrr long time :X heh. been too busy. and lazy. haha. anyway. just had one of the most hilarious conversations i've had in a long while.&lt;br /&gt;me and my mum were helping my sister pick a historical figure to work on for her project.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: What about Genghis Khan?&lt;br /&gt;Sister: Isn't that a meat dish?&lt;br /&gt;Mum: ... noooo he's not.&lt;br /&gt;Sister: Yes it is!&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Arielle, do you know who Genghis Khan is?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I thought he was a pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;my mum was so disappointed with her daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahaha. so joke :D&lt;br /&gt;fyi, Genghis Khan is actually some mongolian guy who founded the Mongolian empire and the silk road or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to researching for GP essay tmr ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-3071455542658985121?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/3071455542658985121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=3071455542658985121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/3071455542658985121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/3071455542658985121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2010/01/havent-blogged-in-uberrrr-long-time-x.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-7794481189143960924</id><published>2009-11-22T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T00:01:10.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long time no blog&lt;br /&gt;as usual :X&lt;br /&gt;heh. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;bloody tired now :/ 2 days of FINA = exhaustion. man im glad it's over hahaha. chasing after swimmers ain't fun ): especially when most of them don't wanna listen to you and you just end up panicking and freaking out over nothing lol.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. got to meet loads of famous people :D and i am now super familiar with famous swimmers names lol. got to meet quite a few too :D though mostly all i said was "____, the prize presentation's coming up soon, so you should suit up now."&lt;br /&gt;lol. better than nothing hehe.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. other than that. been surprisingly busy these past few days. mostly just so i don't go out of my mind rotting at home, but still. 5 weekdays ain't enough no more :/ there's so much to do! mahjong, shop, wii, mahjong, STUDY, wii, etc...&lt;br /&gt;argh. and the hols aren't gonna last much longer :/ couple of weeks to my holiday, and i bet i won't be doing anything when i get back haha. MY HOMEWORK IS UNTOUCHED. i swear i am screwed. i have:&lt;br /&gt;1. 2 Math tutorials&lt;br /&gt;2. 2 Math Prelim papers&lt;br /&gt;3. 1 Chem worksheets&lt;br /&gt;4. an invisible online econs homework (can't find it, not doing it :) )&lt;br /&gt;5. 1 GP compre&lt;br /&gt;6. 20 (or so) newspaper article commentaries&lt;br /&gt;7. 1 entire vocab book&lt;br /&gt;8. redo physical geog notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to finish in about 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;raaaar!&lt;br /&gt;oh well. it's impossible to finish even if i stayed at home all day everyday and did my hw anw (: so. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;okay. exhaustion taking over. buaiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-7794481189143960924?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/7794481189143960924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=7794481189143960924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7794481189143960924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7794481189143960924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-time-no-blog-as-usual-x-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-6779025469869559795</id><published>2009-11-10T23:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T00:28:21.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;OP'S OVER!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can go facebook now (without guilt)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can watch WGM now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can go out now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can mahjong now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can pool now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHOOHOOOO :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life is good (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't believe the whole 6 month long ordeal is finally over hahaha. though i totally screwed up my presentation (my knees were visibly shaking la omg) but oh well. heck! it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over it's over  :D teehee. kind of surreal, the feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. im gonna play my ass off before the mugging starts again ((: viwawa!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-6779025469869559795?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/6779025469869559795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067122328473456729.post-2101045465448316593</id><published>2009-11-08T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:33:47.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i must stop getting distracted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-2101045465448316593?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/2101045465448316593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=2101045465448316593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/2101045465448316593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/2101045465448316593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-must-stop-getting-distracted.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-2455707710486572453</id><published>2009-11-07T21:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T14:59:23.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;OHHHH PEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ROAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-2455707710486572453?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/2455707710486572453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=2455707710486572453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/2455707710486572453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/2455707710486572453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-peeeeeeeeeeeee-roar.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-741647746745212181</id><published>2009-11-02T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:29:17.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what did i ever do to deserve all the blessings i've received man?&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another, note. CHINESE. IM SCREWED. HAHA. so resigned to my fate of retaking it next year la haha. don't know how even moderation can help me pull up my grade for the complete crap and rubbish i wrote today. couldn't understand the passage OR the helping words D: gg.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. lucky i have next year. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. heck chinese (: mahjong after chinese at bryan's was damn fun haha :D i swear mahjong and pool are taking up my life now.&lt;br /&gt;only bloody i&amp;amp;r (deadline's tmr! ahh!) and OP (screwed) left in my way.&lt;br /&gt;and OGL application D: now that i've looked at the form properly im think there's like no way i can get it in la. they look at like your grades (ERM.),  plus your position in cca (how about the fact that im ccaless? lol)&lt;br /&gt;oh well. no harm trying. plus i paid the stupid 2 bucks already anyway. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;back to peeee-double-yooooooo D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-741647746745212181?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/741647746745212181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=741647746745212181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/741647746745212181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/741647746745212181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-did-i-ever-do-to-deserve-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-3116991369956883715</id><published>2009-10-31T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T20:19:49.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHINESE As ON MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;how screwed am i (:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;im too lazy to do anything la. basically just spent the day lazing my ass off. except during tuition. even then i was stoning for more than half the time. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i should really start.&lt;br /&gt;i can't load icy tower on my comp dammit ):&lt;br /&gt;rawr! can't wait for pw and chinese to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 days to go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-3116991369956883715?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/3116991369956883715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=3116991369956883715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/3116991369956883715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/3116991369956883715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/10/chinese-as-on-monday-how-screwed-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-5779409537898553274</id><published>2009-10-28T21:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:27:55.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life ain't so simple, dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-5779409537898553274?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/5779409537898553274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=5779409537898553274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/5779409537898553274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/5779409537898553274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-aint-so-simple-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-9131125164800060014</id><published>2009-10-25T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:20:23.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well. today was productive. hahaha. went to church in the morning ((: CG people are real nice. slowly getting into it i suppose (hope) ?&lt;br /&gt;anyway. after that went to bukit timah, where we were supposed to be pooling, but got changed back to the original plan of JP at the last minute. lol. so went back to JP and pooled. fun though :D worth the trip. haha. ZX and i pwned YN and ZY. twice xP don't underestimate the pool club prez and vice prez okay! hahaha. had dinner at subway and talked rubbish. got bullied, but nothing new there. haha. did our stuff (like grocery shopping for all things instant HAHA). went home and here i am. GONNA FINISH MY I&amp;amp;R NOW. rawr rawr. and then gotta crap out my OP script while making sure it still sounds intellectual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will stop procratinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating i will stop procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes i typed all that out. did not copy and paste :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in a whirlwind of events and changes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everything seems so surreal and unbelievable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but at least now i really know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God really answers prayers (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my poetry sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-9131125164800060014?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/9131125164800060014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=9131125164800060014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/9131125164800060014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/9131125164800060014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/10/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-7607697955374355995</id><published>2009-10-24T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:23:33.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i stabbeth you, I&amp;amp;R!!&lt;br /&gt;stooopid PW.&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch WGM, but i can't.&lt;br /&gt;i want to play mahjong, but i can't.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go out, but i shouldn't. (note change in choice of word, hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please let this 2 weeks flyyyyy by. just like how the past week did.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna go nuts and run around "killing the grass" once it's over i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sniffing and sneezing like nobody's business ): hope i didn't catch kyra's flu. it's an epidemic i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Pandorum yesterday with terry and tanya (: it wasn't at all scary!! just shocking. they put in the scariest sound effects for the most mundane things to make you jump -_- like.&lt;br /&gt;*guy opens his eyes*&lt;br /&gt;"DUN!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;okay so i can't make the sound effect properly with letters. nevertheless, you get what i mean. my poor heart. lol. but it was nice to spend the afternoon with the lovely OG mates :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to I&amp;amp;R.&lt;br /&gt;I MUST STOP PROCRASTINATING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-9178602156462136442</id><published>2009-10-21T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:05:27.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i just really really really hate how unfair the world is.&lt;br /&gt;i want to stomp it and squish it and just eradicate it. wish i had the power to ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-9178602156462136442?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067122328473456729.post-8432056357081441711</id><published>2009-10-18T14:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T16:11:54.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finally took the first step and joined the 8.30 cell at church today :D&lt;br /&gt;wasn't as bad as i thought it would be. the cell leader was very nice. didn't really talk to the rest, so i can't say anything yet :X but they're a funny bunch though haha.&lt;br /&gt;now im rotting away at home. should have gone out ):&lt;br /&gt;i read a horoscope yesterday that was so scarily relevant to me. like seriously, every sentence. and i don't normally believe horoscopes, i just read for fun. now im damn scared that it comes true lol. thank god it didn't really mention anything about studies though, otherwise i'd be even more scared haha.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for tomorrow (((: haven't wiied with friends in ages. hope it turns out successful haha :D&lt;br /&gt;im so addicted to mahjong and pool D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just don't know anymore, and im getting tired of reading between the lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-8432056357081441711?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/8432056357081441711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=8432056357081441711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8432056357081441711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8432056357081441711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-finally-took-first-step-and-joined-8.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-3583726347173656577</id><published>2009-10-16T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:33:43.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school today was fun :D basically the whole day was spent slacking. wolverine: x-men origins in the morning due to the rain and mostly bridge and taitee for the rest of the day at school. very fun (: lost both the frisbee and floorball matches though ): oh wells. at least we had fun :D good bonding session (: though half the class wasn't there (most of them down with fever LOL) -_- haha.&lt;br /&gt;after school was even more fun :DDD me, yingting, daphne and pau crashed zixin's place and mahjonged for about 4 hours. woowee! :D highness haha. we were so noisy, must have disturbed his brother hehe. lucky his parents weren't in. i won 3 matches :D photos up on facebook soon (:&lt;br /&gt;back to WGM ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-3583726347173656577?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/3583726347173656577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=3583726347173656577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/3583726347173656577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/3583726347173656577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/10/school-today-was-fun-d-basically-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-7339362202605118710</id><published>2009-10-14T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:05:57.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoowee! promos are over!!&lt;br /&gt;like finally. haha.&lt;br /&gt;went for pool and chalet yesterday. super fun (: pool, for obvious reasons :D and chalet was just retarded haha but very very fun (: all we did was bbq and mahjong through the night haha. so tired now. was home at like 9.30am (we really missed our beds) and i totally crashed for 4 hours. still tired now. it's like im jet lagged haha. hope i'll be able to sleep properly tonight :X&lt;br /&gt;should i go to school tmr. on one hand im a zombie. and ch's face is a total turnoff after the bliss of not seeing it for a whole week now. on the other. how can i leave the floorball team with (probably) only 2 members?&lt;br /&gt;damn. dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;but if everyone doesn't go then im not going. cuz it'll be an automatic win anyway, hahaha. way to go, 1SA8, sports class. lol.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i'll think about that later :D now im obsessed with WGM! hyunjoong x hwangbo! omg. cutest couple. hyunjoong is so funny &lt;3 :DD&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:85%;"&gt;hope this week lasts for as long as possible. i so don't want to get back promo results ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-7339362202605118710?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/7339362202605118710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067122328473456729.post-1730778103634932494</id><published>2009-10-08T15:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:55:55.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PROMOS. ARE. ALMOST. OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 papers left. can't wait for them to be over. sian. promos are such a drag ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chem AND geog tmr but im so so lazy to gett off my butt and start studying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here i am researching psp games :DDD heeheehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll start at 4 (: chiong chem, then cram geog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24 more hours (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-1730778103634932494?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/1730778103634932494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=1730778103634932494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1730778103634932494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1730778103634932494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/10/promos.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-8711537906537137017</id><published>2009-09-23T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:53:31.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;don't forget! :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;on a different note. it's exactly 12 days to promos. am i any better prepared? no. will i promote?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i honestly don't know. advanced maybe. retain... also a possibility D:&lt;br /&gt;im screwed.&lt;br /&gt;and i should not be blogging now either but whatever. i can't lock my computer because i have to do stupid PW &gt;:( WR! friday! sian... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;studying = student + dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i don't want to study anymore ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-8711537906537137017?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/8711537906537137017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=8711537906537137017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8711537906537137017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8711537906537137017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday-sunday-sunday-sunday-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-4020820750154484851</id><published>2009-09-15T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T22:55:59.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;21 more days to promos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-4020820750154484851?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/4020820750154484851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=4020820750154484851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4020820750154484851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4020820750154484851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/09/21-more-days-to-promos-gg.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-4804383393237411116</id><published>2009-09-08T18:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T19:44:30.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my house electricity keeps tripping.&lt;br /&gt;which means no aircon tonight DDD:&lt;br /&gt;okay im so superficial. and spoilt. but. no aircon = me in a bad bad mood in the morning. im not kidding. i'll be the grumpiest thing around if i have no aircon at night.&lt;br /&gt;oh no. oh well. i'll figure something out. otherwise. er. people meeting me tomorrow watch out :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;anw. im finally updating (: only cuz i promised a wishlist up though hehe. and here it is!&lt;br /&gt;MY WISHLIST (:&lt;br /&gt;1. a wize and ope watch&lt;br /&gt;2. a nice going out bag&lt;br /&gt;3. YOGHURT MENTOS&lt;br /&gt;4. tetris on my handphone&lt;br /&gt;5. BOF dvd box set! with english subtitles :D&lt;br /&gt;6. earrings&lt;br /&gt;7. earphones&lt;br /&gt;8. CHEEEEEEEEEEEESECAKEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;9. ... i'll think of more eventually and update :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. more updates. it's the september hols and i've got tuition everyday. sian ): but if i don't i'll probably retain. so. oh well. im starting to find it kind of fun anyway. lol.&lt;br /&gt;another thing. im in a desperate need to shopppppp ): both for retail therapy as well as. i literally physically neeeeed to shop and buy stuff. haha. can't wait for thursday (:&lt;br /&gt;not cuz i get to see CH's lovely face obviously.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. nothing much to my life now. i need to study market failure for tomorrow. sian econs. i need to finish a friggin 20 articles. sian GP. gotta finish one more tutorial and a promo paper for thursday. sian maths. and i need to read up on kinetics for friday. sian chem -.-&lt;br /&gt;oh woe the life of a student&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-4804383393237411116?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/4804383393237411116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=4804383393237411116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4804383393237411116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4804383393237411116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-house-electricity-keeps-tripping.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-7720028035176122344</id><published>2009-08-11T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T00:36:43.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time for the rare update (:&lt;br /&gt;first thing. I PLAYED BASKETBALL TODAY :D&lt;br /&gt;wah. nvr been so sweaty after a play-single-period pe before ever. lol. but very fun :D though the ball was big and scary and threatened to slam into my face so many times haha. and i got attacked and violated halfway through D: plus i don't know which team won in the end haha. oh well. it was fun :D&lt;br /&gt;what else. meet-the-parents. omgggg. i gotta wake up at 7.30 on a saturday DDDD: to see stupid c___ h___'s face. rawr. so annoying la. then i gotta go home and mug after. sian. though i think i'll go back to sleep, haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh. i brought my NEW LOVELY VOLCOM bag to school today :DDD and i don't care, it's nice and i love it ttm (: plus my cool new phone HAHA. with the "million buttons" lolol. finally. i can strike stuff off my wishlist :D which still only seems to be getting longer ):&lt;br /&gt;GP COMMON EXAM TOMORROW. SHIIIIIT. IM SCREWED. my examples are non-existent and im gonna have to go in and make stuff up. which is not good lol. i hate essays ): &lt;br /&gt;in fact im supposed to be researching for examples now (yes, at 12.30am on the morning of the exam haha) but im got distracted (duh). haha. &lt;br /&gt;damn i want to sleep ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-7720028035176122344?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/7720028035176122344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=7720028035176122344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7720028035176122344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7720028035176122344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-for-rare-update-first-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-4865763354340442566</id><published>2009-08-03T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T23:34:38.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tired and exhausted after hockey and school today, but i still have to do PW ):&lt;div&gt;screw c___ h___ and his stupid burping policies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-4865763354340442566?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/4865763354340442566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=4865763354340442566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4865763354340442566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4865763354340442566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/08/tired-and-exhausted-after-hockey-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-9149978928366002631</id><published>2009-08-01T19:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:16:26.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was PL homecoming! :D&lt;br /&gt;felt so good to see everyone again. okay. almost everyone. like 3/4 of my class ponned the stupid Thanksgiving service hahaha. and rightly so. it was so boring -_- and all i got out of it was a lousy cert that wasn't even personalised. oh well. at least i got to stand on the stage :D hahaha. retarded.&lt;br /&gt;after thanksgiving, we hung around camwhoring everywhere (namely the toilet, haha). now i find it so weird that there're 2 female toilets side by side o.O where's the male toilet lol. and the tables are so cleeeeeeean. totally unvandalised. not just cuz they're new either. haha. and the skirtsss. they are gownsssss. so long! lolol.&lt;br /&gt;but so nostalgic :/ i got so excited when we had to climb up and down the staircase just to get to the hall cuz they retardedly never built a link. and my old classroom! still has some of our stuff stuck on the walls haha. miss those times (:&lt;br /&gt;anw. we stuck around long enough to freeload off the free lunch. haha. it was so funny. the minute lunch time was over and the service was about the start, suddenly, a whole swarm of PL-Lites just walked out of the hall. hahahaha. we all think the same way :P&lt;br /&gt;but anw. after that a bunch of us headed down to Vivo for icecream :DDD found a relatively cheap place (after walking out of H_____ D___ after sitting down oh god so embarrassing) and ate to our heart's content ^^ mmmm. ice cream rocks :D then we camwhored at the rooftop place before heading home. cuz we're guai muggers who need to study ):&lt;br /&gt;anw. after reaching home, i got a strong signal from God (i think) to tell me to start studying. why? cuz i fell asleep over my integration notes (mind you, all i did was take it out) and while sleeping i had a nightmare. that i couldn't wake up :/ like the sleepiness was just too strong and my eyes wouldn't open. seriously. i had to like squint my way around in my dream, cuz my eyelids were too heavy. and i had a horrible pins and needles too. then i woke up, and it was time for dinner. so i went down and watched anime while eating. and now im blogging and on facebook (but! at the same time, i am attaching pw pics to be sent to my group leader :D)&lt;br /&gt;so yes. i will start. my integration. TONIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;right after i finish uploading pics (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-9149978928366002631?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/9149978928366002631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=9149978928366002631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/9149978928366002631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/9149978928366002631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-pl-homecoming-d-felt-so-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-6996572224302739937</id><published>2009-07-31T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T23:45:06.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PL homecoming tomorrow!! whooo~~ &lt;3 :D can't wait man. haven't been back at PL in ages. charging my camera up now hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;anw. today was a good day. mostly cuz i suddenly felt quite energetic (k, only after taking the most piggy nap ever right before the 938 live thing :X) . and i managed to direct my energy towards studies!! awesome right. i didn't sleep during lecture (other than math) and i LISTENED. AND TOOK NOTES. FOR ECONS.&lt;br /&gt;i deserve applause. lol. first time man.&lt;br /&gt;what else. i did my chem prac during geog, so that was fruitful (: stuffed myself with BK with xiaohui and yvette after before coming back to school and leaving again like after 5mins haha. chilled at AMK Mac's with Tanya for like an hour. nearly. lol. time flies while chatting :D then we went to AMK hub and walked around. and i decided i need to go for a wardrobe makeover, so now im super motivated to go shoppinggggggggg :D hahaha. too bad that requires $$ and time, so ): that will have to wait&lt;br /&gt;WHICH REMINDS ME. ION ORCHARDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go )):&lt;br /&gt;i want to see the 4 basement levels of food, food and food, and the 5-star-hotel-type toilets with attendants, and the food centre with chandeliers, and most of all, FLASH N'SPLASH FOR MY LONG AWAITED VOLCOM BACKPACK D:&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;don't think i'll get to go anytime soon though. there's SPA. and CAs. and of course, promos. the bane of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;ah wells. whatever. i suppose i should be used to the singapore education system by now -_-&lt;br /&gt;talking cock is so fun hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i shud be doing my integration now. but of course. im skiving &gt;D ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;end of post!&lt;br /&gt;i still love my new skin :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-6996572224302739937?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067122328473456729.post-1192504343366476585</id><published>2009-07-30T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:39:51.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hee! new skin! :D&lt;br /&gt;i find it so nice (:&lt;br /&gt;though this means that i haven't been doing my PW. hehehe. i'm getting started on it now ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-1192504343366476585?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/1192504343366476585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=1192504343366476585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1192504343366476585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1192504343366476585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/07/hee-new-skin-d-i-find-it-so-nice-though.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-8780422810683683724</id><published>2009-07-30T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T19:40:06.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoyo yoho! &lt;div&gt;the afternoon after GP package test and now i feel like i have nothing to do. seriously. lol. my life the past 2 weeks has revolved around that stupid package -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but whatever! it's over now :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and big huge miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i passed my terms LOL. scraped through thanks to moderation. i now have SUEDEE. which means i don't get into ssp D: which is bad, cuz i think i need it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rawr. first time in my life that i'm saying that i wish i failed lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but oh wells. at least i passed. my only consolation haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and right after terms comes CAs and promossssss. omg can die la. it's gonna be a non-stop battle til the end of next year i tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to retire ): sighs. only 50 years to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ervin has h1n1. i feel like walking over to his house (yes, i can, actually :D) and then if he opens the door i'll magically have a 7-day mc or something. i neeeeed to muggggg. and sleep. and do pw. rah! pw!!! &gt;:( i hate you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what else. i will be joining a new cell this sunday at church (cuz of my new 3hour tuition at BOON LAY D:) and it just so happens that ben koh and edward khoo attend that cell too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God save me. i wonder what going to church with edward and ben will be like o.O hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. i should stop blogging and start doing pw. can't wait for WR to be over -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-36702234474093424</id><published>2009-07-23T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:45:55.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i so need to revive my blog. hahaha. sorry to those hopeful people (if you exist) who are still occasionally checking up my blog. lol. i'll get started. eventually. hehe. &lt;div&gt;right now life's about promos and promos and promos and promos. plus a few birthdays and movies :D and until recently, pool ^^ hehe. terms were shit, but oh wells. the more the merrier for meet-the-parents session :P OG's still together, but shrunk, duh. classmates are really nice (: love them loads. most of them anw. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. short rare update over, i've got tuition soon ): lol. i'll start blogging here again soon (i hope) hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-36702234474093424?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/36702234474093424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=36702234474093424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/36702234474093424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/36702234474093424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-so-need-to-revive-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-4341867161855492938</id><published>2009-03-17T10:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T13:31:38.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmygoodness it's been so long since i last blogged&lt;br /&gt;sorry :/&lt;br /&gt;anw! quite alot of stuff have happened in the past. er. 2 weeks (hehe). sports day, OG outings, rumours. but i shan't dwell on those too much ;)&lt;br /&gt;anyways! it's the hols now! :D whoopdeedoodoo, skip around and dance for joy! no school! hardly any homework (but lotsa school work to catch up on :X) and GOING OUT GOING OUT GOING OUT ^^ woots. gonna see my PL beloveds. can't wait :D&lt;br /&gt;but omgosh. im like even busier this hols than i am on a regular school week -_- monday-saturday going out. no time for school work. ah!&lt;br /&gt;but i guess that will take care of itself ;) hehe. people are more important! ;) lols.&lt;br /&gt;so. nothing much to blog about actually. had OG outing yesterday. was quite fun. we were supposed to go cycling at ECP, but it rained &gt;:(( and guess what? today is sunny as ever-_- sighs. oh wells. so in the end we guitar heroed for 5 hours -_- my god. nearly died. haha. and i only played a bit. after the guitar hero it was quite sian though ): went for ice cream chef. and i (sort of) tricked everyone into going to city hall :D haha. yes i am scheming, i know. but watever!&lt;br /&gt;i ♥ my OG (: though sometimes we have conflicts. haha&lt;br /&gt;anw. later today is an outing with my 2 beloveds! denyce and nicolette! (((: can't wait to see them! :D sushi and guitar hero (again! but watever. i love it. and im making it worth my money ;)  )&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. that's all. just an additional random note: i have a weird obsession with volcom now. haha. because their stuff is just so damn nice ;) i could buy all their tees and wear them for the rest of my life :D haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-4341867161855492938?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/4341867161855492938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=4341867161855492938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4341867161855492938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4341867161855492938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/03/ohmygoodness-its-been-so-long-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-7834584466673461555</id><published>2009-02-28T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T16:32:11.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys. sorry i haven't been blogging lately :/ either been too busy or too lazy. haha. anyways, this is gonna be a loooong post, since i haven't post anything for like. 10 days. wow.&lt;br /&gt;anw. this week was like the &lt;em&gt;looooongestttttt &lt;/em&gt;week of my entire jc life (which, technically, isn't saying much, since i've only been in jc like. a month. but whatever). partially cuz now i have lessons 10 hours a day instead of one. mostly cuz i was missing evren ): but overall, i guess the week was okay. not the best, but not the worst either. normal. my class isn't as bad as i thought, but still very clique-ish ): sighs. but most of the girls are very nice :D and the guys are fine. hope i grow to love everyone.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. i want to blog about wednesday! cuz it was cross country and IT WAS THE FUNNIEST AND FUNNEST CROSS-COUNTRY I'VE EVER ATTENDED :D omg seriously. it was hilarious. i'll start from the top ;)&lt;br /&gt;k, so i was dismissed early (along with about 3/4 of my class) cuz we all signed up for the competitive run :D haha for fun la. plus all the competitive geog students ponned geog tgt. lols. cuz there was only like 10 mins left AND it was a lecture. i didn't miss anything ;P so anyways. went off to look for my beloved OG, and from there we went to bishan park. OH EM GEEEEEZ it was FRIGGIN HOT i tell you. like scorching afternoon sun literally BAKING you. PLUS. humidity to the max. the air must've been 99.9999% saturated or something AT LEAST -_- nearly died just standing around. so anw. the competitive guys started first. they had to run 4.4km (&gt;:D hahaha). so, as per normal, everyone crowds up the small running track and waits for the horn to sound. then, the horn sounds, and about 90% of the guys take off. then there's this small bunch behind like STROLLING and queen-waving to the crowd. HAHAHA. and they were competitive runners. soooo funny :D then came the girls' competitive. when the horn sounded, we all took off too. but me and my friend (serene :DD) decided to stop running like after about 100m. LOL. our only aim was to not come in last :D so we like literally strolled all the way, ADMIRING THE SCENERY. hahaha. still had time to chat with vanesa and someone i met at a stupid NE talk at the water station, lols. the mass runners totally caught up to us -_- but whatever. we just took off our tags so it wasn't that embarrassing :D&lt;br /&gt;then came the funny part&lt;br /&gt;it started raining. not that heavily, but like big fat raindrops. and me and serene were still strolling, talking about howmuch we loved rain :D then the rain got heavier. we continued strolling. cuz it seriously felt damn shiok. then ppl started running, and we heard one of the teachers nearby talking into his walkie-talkie and saying that there had been a strike nearby. THEN we started running. hahahaahha super hilarious. but not all the way la. we stopped cuz we were tired. and we loved the rain :D so we continued strolling until the tents were sort of in sight. that was when we realised how heavy the rain was (the tents were like, white. yes, it was THAT heavy) and we started running like crazy. hahaha. splashed through the puddles and took shelter under the Oldham tent for a while (we were thoroughly soaked i tell you. like wetter than taking a shower. plus we were wearing white tees -_- zzzz). ran over to the SVM tent a lil later and grabbed our stuff. the WHOLE of ACJC was like sheltering under the neighbouring HDB flats la. goodness. it was chaos. but super fun :D eveb though we were soaked to the bone. my shoes were totally flooded -_- they're still outside drying now, as a matter of fact.&lt;br /&gt;anws. after much calling and shouting, managed to find the rest of the OG (: and we went out for OG outing in our wet clothes and all. HAHA. we love each other too much, lols. shivered in the bus all the way back to AMK hub. changed back into our uniforms and EXPLORED the friggin place (by accident -_-) by going up and down the escalators like 3 times or something. super funny. anw, after FINALLY finding the food court, we ate yummy ban-mian and played 7-UP. videos are up on facebook (: suuuuuper fun. mixed together this disgusting drink. think there was milo, grape soda, sour plum, lemon tea... can't rmb is there was anything else. but it was quite gross, haha. everyone kenaed at least once. i PKed with emmanuel (and won! :D haha. but NEARLY lost a few times before that. ONLY nearly ^^) haha! i rock :P then after that took ages to decide what to do. cuz we didn't wanna go home :P so in the end, (after most of us had to go home anw ://) we flipped a coin and went to play pool. it was just me, alice, terry, emman and ryan. hahaha omg we felt so guilty for being out so late on a school night la! it was like. 8.30 when we reached monster cue. and we siamed at 9.15. not even one hour. cuz me and terry had to chiong home by 10 -_- was late anw. but no scolding! terry not so lucky though :X oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;anw. then on thursday had swim pe. retarded. wore my ugly swimming costume and showed my fats to the world. got grouped into the intermediate - freestyle 2 group. which i dun mind cuz it's not advanced (have to play water polo-_-) and ryan, terry and ying ting are there :D haha so im not alone ^^ that was the main highlight of thursday. i ponned hockey PT :P hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;friday was founder's day. suuuuuper boring (not that im surprised :P). omg one of the longest 2 hours i've ever sat through. my whole class was like sleeping la pls. then later we were eating cookies :D haha! we swore we'd bring more snacks for next year's founder's day. hahaha! so fun.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. after service was...&lt;br /&gt;OG OUTING :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;omg i was so happy!! OG outings rock (: travelled to city hall first so that tanya could buy her hockey stick. i got me some adhesive thing to decorate my stick :D met vanesa, who had to walk back into the mrt after walking 10 steps out. suuuuper funnyyyyyy. hahaha! im still laughing now as i type it. then we went to the cathay to eat lunch at some cheap suchi place which was quite nice :D not bad la, for 99c per plate. then, went to buy serene's birthday cake and play pool :DD pooled for like. 3 hours? goodness. super draining. but damn fun :D i've gotten better! after how many hours of playing over the past 2 weeks -_- lols. then, naomi, alice, serene, vanesa, emman and his friend YouWei came over to my house for GUITAR HERO :DDDD omg suuuuper fun pls! even though i served them instant noodles for dinner :///// seriously super high la. played all the way til 9.30. our band rocked :PP vanesa was the hummer(i say hummer and not singer. because all she did was hum the pitch and not bother with the lyrics. suuuuper funny. haha), youwei was the guitarist, emman was the drummer. i was the bass drum (aka pedal. HAHA). so retarded. but they helped me unlock so many songs! :D yay! hope they come over again. i need help unlocking the rest -_- ahhhhh. guitar hero rocks. evren rocks. i wanna play with them agaiinnnn. was so sad when yesterday ended ): BUT NVM. NEXT SATURDAY WE'RE GONNA CELEBRATE TANYA'S BIRTHDAY :DDD OG OUTING!! can't wait! ^^&lt;br /&gt;anw. gtg. got lotsa homework to do -_- zzzz. back to reality&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-7834584466673461555?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/7834584466673461555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=7834584466673461555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7834584466673461555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7834584466673461555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-1676288008611325837</id><published>2009-02-18T22:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:44:28.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM DEPRESSSSEDDDD D:&lt;br /&gt;not kidding this time. really really low la. cnnt stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS EVREN :'(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the jap cafe i miss the card games i miss the bickering i miss the crapping I MISS THE PEEEEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;gah. emozzz.&lt;br /&gt;so annoying. put us together then break us up. thanks alot, ac.&lt;br /&gt;though i still love the school. lols-_-&lt;br /&gt;anw. got my class allocation today. HORRIBLE D: im in like the last class of my combi, so half my class is made up of DSA/appeal students. not that i have anything against them. it's just that im scared i'll have too much fun or something and not study. then i'll be retained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh man i'll soo be murdered by my parents if that happens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr! i need discipline this year! and next year too. even more so, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. but the girls in my class seem nice enough (: talked to a few a them today. good for me! cuz &lt;em&gt;im the only one i know in my class -_-&lt;/em&gt; as in ZERO evren-mates, ZERO pl-lites. just me. whoopee. im gonna have to totally start from scratch here. and it'll be even worse than my first day in Evren, cuz now people already know each other. and i don't -_- sucks. zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;reminiscing about orientation days and slacker days with evren makes me real sad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god i need to stop emoing. i heard it's unhealthy:/&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i made that up. haha. either ways. im gonna try and be positive about my class (: cuz i wanna enjoy my 2 years in AC ^^ im gonna love 1SA8. i hope :///&lt;br /&gt;anws. im uploading &lt;em&gt;allllllll &lt;/em&gt;the pics i took of evren up on facebook, glam or not ;) so look out for about 10 albums dedicated to evren! hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-1676288008611325837?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/1676288008611325837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=1676288008611325837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1676288008611325837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1676288008611325837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-depressssedddd-d-not-kidding-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-4514064818615621624</id><published>2009-02-15T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:17:09.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sick im sick im sick&lt;br /&gt;this sucks&lt;br /&gt;im so going to claim my anitibiotics from the doctor tmr -_-&lt;br /&gt;should i come back for hockey tryouts? just for fun?&lt;br /&gt;let's see how i feel ;)&lt;br /&gt;ahh shit im bored. other than hacking my lungs out, i got nothing to do -_- haha. im so gonna miss this when classes finally start&lt;br /&gt;ohhh noooes i hope friday doesn't come too fast ): cuz then it means goodbye. oh mann im gonna miss my OG like shitzzz. ♥ EVREN :D all the funny times we spent at the jap cafe. playing taitee illegally. and spending money like water on the overpriced (but not bad la) food. haha.&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, let's just make the most of the time we have left&lt;br /&gt;god that makes it sound like we're gonna die. haha. im in an emo mood now. flu's getting me down -_-&lt;br /&gt;anyways. today was fun. church was funny. all the classrooms were locked, so the pastor talked real slow and in the end, no time for class. so we sat in the canteen and played cards ;) haha. then went to the club for lunch. ate til i exploded. i actually (nearly) won in a game of air hockey. haha yes i was surprised too. i've got a re-match scheduled for next week. tahahaha. maybe then i'll actually win ;) haha&lt;br /&gt;and i (think) im gonna go out and (finally) buy my guitar hero this week! ^^ who wants to go with me? :D teehee. can't wait to get it :D but first i gotta sort out my retarded cca (which doesn't exist yet-_-) gahh. shitty cca. so irritating. nothing but stress. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. i think i'll go watch naruto now. treasure my last few days of boredom ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-4514064818615621624?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/4514064818615621624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=4514064818615621624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4514064818615621624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4514064818615621624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-sick-im-sick-im-sick-this-sucks-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-8633579552738922439</id><published>2009-02-14T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T14:59:18.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho. HAPPY VALENTINES! :D&lt;br /&gt;anyways. been a whole week since i blogged. so i shall SUMMARISE ;)&lt;br /&gt;attended lectures the whole week. i have finally decided to take GCME (spur of the moment decision-_-) after months of agonising (no seriously). spend like half my life at the Jap cafe playing taitee with my taitee buddies (emmanuel, naomi, xinya :D) and crapping with the rest of my OG :D IM NOT IN ACtive CLUB ;)) (just barely :X). i love my econs teacher. my geog+chem+maths teachers all suck -_- zzz. i need tuition. out of the 5 times i have worn my (cool) AC uniform, and within 5 days, i have been to orchard 3 times. hahaha. twice as an OG outing -_- but whatever. party schools rock ;PP but i WILL buck up and start studying. as soon as classes start (they won't for another week! ^^). so in the meantime im playing my butt off. gonna make the most of my precious freedom before hunkering down for As (god, that sounds faraway..) i have no voice (lost it while chatting to another girl while waiting for my friends to be finished with vollyball tryouts-_-) and it's been gone for the third day now. i miss my voice ): hope its back by monday. i think ppl are getting irritated that they can't understand me when talk -_- zzz. what else. i am cca-less and doomed. there is nothing out there for me. im gonna join the gardening club and grow beansprouts -_- zzz. vday was fun. ponned lectures (namely geog :P) to celebrate it. got lotsa presents from my OG mates (i ♥ evren :P) even though i gave crappy gifts (dun even ask-_-). went to our favourite jap cafe and crapped and camwhored. nearly ponned GP lecture and climbed the back gate to get out of school early, but didn't in the end (we didn't know where the back gate was -_-). went to orchard after school. naomi went for dental. rest of us went to play pool. embarrassed myself in front of the pros (emmanuel and ryan -_-). took pics. ate dinner. went back to school for MUTS (Movie Under The Stars ;) ) and watched The Notebook. nearly cried but didn't cuz of the abrupt ending -_- roasted my butt on the hot hot basketball court floor. laughed at the crew in charge of screening the movie, cuz they blurred the screen at the sex scenes and gave us lame puppet shows. e.g. rabbit getting eaten by a dog. then by a dragon. a worm crawls across the screen. then they ran out of ideas and started playing scissors paper stone omg so funny. then went home and crashed (: overall, real fun week. really bonded with my OG more. soo gonna miss them when we split into classes ))): seriously. i think im gonna cry. hope not though. i hope my class will be nice. anyway. just gonna spend as much time tgt for now before splitting up. bah. i won't have anyone to play taitee with anymore )): and i was getting so good too. hahaha. anyways. that's my week. quite a good summary for 5 days if you ask me ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-8633579552738922439?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/8633579552738922439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=8633579552738922439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8633579552738922439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8633579552738922439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/02/hoho.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-8248634122682937275</id><published>2009-02-07T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T23:07:45.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ORIENTATION IS OVERRRRR DDDDD:&lt;div&gt;im depressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k, maybe not to that extent. but im sad at least )): no more stupid games. no more mass rally. no more dance (though that's actually a good thing :D). no more OGEEEEEEEEEEE D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sad sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh wells. but we're still meeting up a couple of times this week, so i guess it's not all over ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. got back at like 10+ on thursday and 11+ ytd -_- waayyyy to exhausted to blog then, duh. so now i shall give a brief (maybe :P) summary :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4 of Orientation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO LECTURES WHOOO :D so instead we had mass rally in our uniforms at 8.30 in the morning. lols. but other than that, we played games and stuff. the best one was one where we just jumped into a little inflatable pool, get soaked, and try and squeeze as much water out in a pail. omg so shiok. and even better, the forfeit was get sprayed with hose water. hahaha. so we lost lols. but the bad thing about the water thing is that, later, around noon, we had to sit under the AFTERNOON SUN (thanks to OGLs lols) and learn the school song. omg you should have seen my whole OG man. everyone was RED. LOBSTER RED. HAHAHAA. comical when you think about it. after that, went for OG outing to sakae :D (bathed first of course. we had starch -_-) totally wasted my $13.90 all-you-can-eat -_- ate like 4 sushi plates before collapsing wth. after that, i just ate the ingredients and left the rice, cuz my stomach was seriously exploding. but i didn't wanna waste my money haha. then, since everyone else in my OG was doing the same (and we took up half the restaurant), one particular waitress started giving us the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EYE&lt;/span&gt;. -_- so we were forced to eat the rice in front of her (but we stuffed like half down my Qoo can so it wasn't so bad :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. after that we walked for like an hour (k, we dilly-dallied. but it was still a damn long walk) to my OGL's house. then we played Taboo for like 2 hours :D super funny. esp when it came to xue qiao's turn. HAHAHA omg we were all laughing like shit la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then. it got even funnier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xue qiao's phone rang. and it was some China communist song la hahaha like wth!! THEN my OGL disappeared and came back with a mao tze tong statue HAHAHA (there's a picture of it up on facebook :P) and we put it in front of him. lolsss. the rest i'll just leave up to your imagination hahaha. suuuperrrrr funny. had an ultra stomach ache after that. in the end we left at 9+++. i reached home at 10.30 -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 5 of Orientation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next day dragged myself to school. LECTURES ALL DAY GAH. boring like anything. though i have to say just about all the teachers are nice (: except the chem teachers. they're so naggy -_- the econs teacher was real funny :D hehe. glad i went for the LT4 one. heard that the one at LT1 was friggin boring -_- lols. anw. STILL haven't decided on which subject to take for H1 -_- torn between bio, lit and maybe geog. gahhhh. but i think im leaning towards lit now. FOR NOW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid fickle brain -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. after all the lectures, went for shooting briefing (sounds so troublesome oh gosh not sure if i still wanna join) and then met up with OG (: spent like 45 mins deciding on stuff. first, debated for the longest time what to get for our OGLs for Valentines. then, like half an hour or something deciding on where to eat lols. in the end, someone just pointed to a random building in the distance (the only building in the vicinity actually :X) and said "let's go eat there la!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we did. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not that bad la. like less than 5mins of walking? and there was a food court. i drank shitty overpriced honeydew juice D: and we talked and just sat around for like 2 hours. fun la (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then after that was CAMPFIRE~~!! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k, technically it wasn't a real campfire. it was a fireless campfire -_- cuz it rained. zzzz. but it was friggin highhhhh and funnnnn. in the end we learned the stupid dance for nothing, cuz everyone just lined up and started running all over the hall like crazy freaks while the music played and the OGLs were up on stage dancing haha. super fun la. totally like a roller coaster, lols. then everyone all jumped up and screamed "SAY HEY!" whenever that part of the song came up ;) utter highness. somemore the whole hall was screaming the names of the different steps throughout. and let me tell you, the step-names were damn stupid. e.g. high school mu-si-cal. chicken, chicken, chicken chicken chicken. im so gay, im so gay. im not gay, im not gay! hahaha. plus there was all the screaming and cheering before that too of course. a good conclusion to orientation i suppose (((: camwhored and screamed with my OG after campfire ended. sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANW. we're painting smiley and going for movie under the stars together, so *sings like daughtry* it's not over~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:PPP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahas. anw. i think this post is uberrr long, so im gonna stop now :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-8248634122682937275?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/8248634122682937275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=8248634122682937275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8248634122682937275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8248634122682937275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/02/orientation-is-overrrrr-ddddd-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-6520347532239070041</id><published>2009-02-04T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:42:30.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 3 of Orientation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELLO MY LIL PEEPS WHOM I HAVEN'T SEEN IN AGES AND AGES :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe. sorry. i've been in a permanent high for a while now :X though i try to control it when im at school. cuz i think people might avoid me if i didn't -_- lols&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. i realise my posts this week have been like uber long-winded. so im gonna keep it short and sweet today:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. today: we started learning the couples dance! (finally!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND GUESS WHO IM PAIRED WITH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THE CHINA GUY &lt;/span&gt;hahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k sorry. im not laughing at him. but he's just so funny and cute la seriously. just thinking of him makes me wanna laugh :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but he's quite enthu and the cutest thing is, after every step we learn, he'll stop and start chanting softly to himself while clapping his hands rhythmically, then he'll dance the step quickly on the spot. to rmb i suppose. OMG SUPER FUNNY AND CUTE LA. and you should have seen him walking through the "sensors" in the library today. super cartoon. can't explain it by typing. but anw. i quite like him, so ((: im happy with my pairing :D and the best thing is, the couples dance is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost &lt;/span&gt;a MILLION times easier than the mass dance. whoo! :D so it's good (: not so embarrassing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and today was starch day GAHHHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waaaaaay worse than mud. cuz starch STICKS. and it's PAINFUL to move after it hardens on your skin -_- painful to peel too. and once it gets in your hair, hard to wash out. GAH. and like half my shirt AND shorts was covered in it. hair too. and after the stupid starch game was the SHAVING CREAM GAME. we had to like pass shaving cream along using just our cheeks -_- must be guy-girl-guy-girl arrangement. just smear smear smear. i got the stupid tall guy (like one head taller than me wth) and he didn't wanna bend down! like i'd be tiptoeing, but cnnt reach. this is the repeated conv we had -_- :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: bend down! i cannot reach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guy: bending already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: BEND LOWER LA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lols. so infuriating. in the end i had to use my chin to get the shaving cream, and so it was all over my face and in my mouth too -_- not to mention hair. zzzzz. plus, i nvr knew this before, but shaving cream burns your face! as in like it feels really hot on the parts where it touches. but damn shiok to wash off with ice cold water la :D but omg me and the other girls were like "omg it doesn't burn off hair, does it? i dun wanna have a bald spot!" but apparently it just makes your skin softer. whatever, lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. other than that nothing much. we had CCA exhibition. i signed up for shooting and canoeing (: im determined to join a sports CCA. but all the practices are so frequent! D: like shooting it's like 6 TIMES A WEEK for J2s before nationals. MAD. didn't ask the canoeing one :X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anw. i'll decide that later ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we saw a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rainbow &lt;/span&gt;today. suuuuper cool la! it was the biggest rainbow i ever saw! like you can actually SEE the 7 colours! you don't get to see that very often. awesome awesome awesome man. shall never forget it (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANW. END OF MY POST. i hope it's shorter than the others (doesn't really look like it though-_- lols)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-6520347532239070041?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/6520347532239070041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=6520347532239070041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/6520347532239070041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/6520347532239070041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-3-of-orientation-hello-my-lil-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-5932554764697136489</id><published>2009-02-03T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:38:45.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Day 2 of Orientation:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;IM EXHAUSTED. IM SERIOUSLY SOOOO TIRED. IM TOO TIRED TO EVEN EAT. gahhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but im lovin' it ;) heehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. today was more fun than ytd. i dove into a mud pit ;)))) hahaha. but i shan't elaborate on that yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. started out with the usual. had temperature taking, then lectues. blah blah blah. boring, mostly. nearly fell asleep. i think i nodded like 3 times at least -_- but the subject combination talk was quite funny. you know, it was given my the HOD of mother tongue, and his english is sp pro la! omg! i got a shock. best english i've ever heard a chinese teacher (i assume he's one :P) speak. gosh. ac really is an all english sch -_- k anw, back to the point. he spent like 10 mins telling us the MOE criterias for subjects and all the other rubbish, then the next 45 mins or so telling us about taking 4 H2s/ 1 extra H1. and he just kept repeating the "you can take 4 H2s, no problem, but you shouldn't". like seriously! it was so funny! he'll discourage us from taking it, saying things like "it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; (and emphasizing the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;) puts an extra burden on the sch, it's very stressful, etc etc. like seriously obviously repeating himself. so funnyyyyy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k anw. then after that had break and stuff. we girls weren't hungry, so we spent the time away talking about stuff like how gross tampons are and how we aren't looking forward to the swimming module (YES OMG THERE'S GONNA BE A SWIMMING MODULE GAHHHH) and discussing the guys in our OG's names ( cuz most of them are really quiet and have chinese names -_-). the original topic was how to go for OG outing btw lols. k anw. after that we had a PE talk (sounds so stupid i know -_-). THERE'S A TAF CLUB IN AC OHHHH NOOOOOOO IM SOOOOOOO GONNA GET IN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doing hardcore dieting now. only 1 and a half meals a day. i dun care if the weight loss is just water loss. i just wanna stay out of the TAF club (it's called ACtive. hahaha.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that we went down for mass dance and games. the mass dance is sooo complicated gahh. worst thing is, the girl next to me was in dance in sec sch, so imagine how bad i look next to her -_- but we finally managed to finish learning all the steps. what a feat. ate lunch (the chicken cutlet rice is DAMN nice :D BUT SO MUCH RICE! D: i ate like half and i was soo stuffed) went to play games, as in like station games. played about 4 games? which is like twice the number we played ytd :P first was the usual pass-the-polo-sweet-with-a-toothpick game. guy-girl-guy-girl arrangement was a must. i ended up having to be the one who lied down and picked up the polo sweet in the plate. and it was like buried in flour, so i inhaled quite alot -__- zzzz. me and the other guy who had to lie down were like trying to blow it ou after that, but to no avail ): lols. i was like all white la, after that. later played some wet game, which wasn't so bad. and a muddy-water game, which was okay, except i got a few scrapes and scratches ): they don't hurt until you pour water on it. oh em geee, the pain nearly killed me when i put antiseptic on it. anw, back to the point. the last game we played was located at.... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;THE MUD PITTTTTTTTT&lt;/span&gt;. worst thing was, it was designed to make us all as muddy as possible (technically, it wasn't even a game, since all they did was stand in the middle and scream "NOW BELLY CRAWL!!! BELLY CRAWL BELLY CRAWL BELLY CRAWL!!!" so yeah. just dive in and crawl -_-so now you know why i was so brown. after that people still wanna handprint or whatever. goodness. my whole arm was like covered in mud la. but now my skin's real smooth, so (((: hahaha. took pics and stuff of our OG covered in mud. hope they send it to me ;) then after that we had mass rally (cheering) and no one wanted to link with us brown ppl hahaha. then, me and my friend went to hose down and we were like soaking wet. had to change into our uniforms with no shorts to wear underneath (they were wet). so weird la! i felt a breeze where the wind don't normally blow all the way home in the mrt haha. plus my underwear and stuff were wet, so they were soaking through my pinafore and i had to cover my front with my orientation file -_- cnnt sit either, cuz will leave a mark. torturous man. and i only reached home at like 8. hahaha. but i had fun ;)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. im exhausted. going to crash now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-5932554764697136489?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/5932554764697136489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=5932554764697136489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/5932554764697136489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/5932554764697136489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-2-of-orientation-im-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-2806743002839983229</id><published>2009-02-02T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:37:52.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1 of Orientation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yoohoo! first day of jc today! ^^&lt;div&gt;i got into AC, btw, in case you don't know already :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. surprisingly very fun, orientation was :P anw. shall recap my day (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;morning. arrive at 6.45. 45 mins before sch starts -_- so sit outside sch gate to wait for dede. wait 1 min. blossom and judith arrive. sit with me and chat. twenty mins later. a whole gang of pl-ltes have gathered (junipher, dede, chun jing, valerie heng, sivhanyaa, archanaa, wei ying, charmaine...etc) and we have swarmed the area just outisde the school gate. we all walk in together and go for assembly. sit through like 22 thousand talks (actually only.... 3 or 4 :P but all suuuper boring-_-). like discipline talk (discpline master is SCARY), girl's talk (like telling us not to wear coloured bras hahaha), school talk...etc. the principal's really nice (: there was also a birthday-performance for the president of the student council. super funny and cute :D after shivering and starving in the hall for 3 hours, they let us out for break. so crowded -_- so me and dede just bought like 1 pastry each. but it was so huge, so we were damn full. it seems like they give a lot of rice too. like waaay worse than pl -_- gahh. oh wells. after break, we went for orietation. which started out with like videos and dances put up by the different OG leaders. omg the videos were &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hilarous &lt;/span&gt;i tell you. i laughed til my stomach ached -_- (im in the Mushu clan, group Evren :D whoo go dragons! :PP) after that went to my OG group. the people there are quite nice (: i was the only one from pl there, but then aain, everyone was separated from their sch mates. so it was okay (: made friends most of the girls. a couple are really quiet, but they're nice (((: the guys are quite okay too. didn't talk to them much though :// and i hardly know any of their names -_- lols. but there'e an Indian scholar there. cool. and this guy who sounds like he's from China but apparently isn't is soooooooooo HILARIOUS. like omg!! every single game we played with him all of us were like on the floor laughing when it came to his turn. cuz his antics are seriously damn funny. gosh. especially when we played "honey do you love me". omg &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;priceless. &lt;/span&gt;funnyyyyyyyness man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k anw.introductions and stuff. played games like concentration. husband and wife. "honey do you love me" (as mentioned above). follow the leader. regular ice-breaker things (: after that was mass rally. which is basically cheering. and we had to learn mass dance (FRIGGIN HARD D:) and then was like the water games and stuff. fun fun fun (: though i had to roll in some muddy soapy water D: but not so bad, cuz i managed to roll such that only my legs got gross ;P hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. that's it for my day. tmr is mud day apparently -_- zzzz. oh wells. i suppose we've all got to get dirty sometime. sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anws. im DEAD BEAT. so tired. but can't wait for tmr ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-2806743002839983229?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/2806743002839983229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=2806743002839983229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/2806743002839983229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/2806743002839983229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/02/yoohoo-first-day-of-jc-today-i-got-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-9156242304785177268</id><published>2009-01-27T01:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T03:32:51.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!! :DD&lt;div&gt;it's the year of the ox! everybody say "moo!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. sorry. kind of high now ;) just got back from my Godmum's place a while ago. lots of fun ^^ played monopoly and Wii. their monopoly is so friggin COOL!! it uses credit cards! how awesome is that?? plus you buy countries and airports, not measley railway stations and districts. lols. so fun :D and we had a "Wii battle". got pwned in like nearly every game -_- except bowling, surprisingly. but that's probably cuz i played together with my genius godbro, so yeah :P haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. quite a good haul this year. normally i'd be happy if i manage to hit $200, but this year i got lots more than that :D weird, with the reccession and all. i guess my relatives love me :D teehee lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh, and ytd (as in CNY eve) i had reunion dinner at my father's cousin's place. where i found out i was an aunty (my second cousin just gave birth -_- lols). so cool i have a nephew! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aaanndd... I MET CHUCK BASS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.no i didn't. BUT my other second cousin looks just like him! but the chinese version of course. so cooool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but they gave away their puppy, so i couldn't play with it )): ah well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to denyce's church ytd too :D it's Catholic, so it's really different. sort of. quite interesting :P then after that went to Queensway with her and her sister and i bought my shoes and bag for jc! woots! :D happiness. now all i need is socks :P oh damn, and shorts -_- zzz. oh wells. at least the relatively expensive stuff's been taken care of :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anw. gonna visit my god-family's church this sunday. Barker Road Methodist Church. see if i can join -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dear God, i pray that the people there are nice and i will like it there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually my godsis said the people are super clique-ish. but then my godbro said it depends on the year. so i hope hope hope hope hope the people in my year are nice to me and won't ignore me -_- sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so. tmr's gonna be just another day for me -_- i've done all my visiting (like 2 houses. haha) so i'll just laze around tmr :DD teehee. love it :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now i shall just put up some random quotes from the day ^^ heehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I sound like one of those wise old men. 'Come! let me tell you a long story about the education system' "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Sean (Godbro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"(in the middle of a battle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kinoyai yo na~ (The clouds are so nice~)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Shikamaru (Naruto :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehehe. cracked me up :D hahahahaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-9156242304785177268?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/9156242304785177268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=9156242304785177268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/9156242304785177268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/9156242304785177268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-chinese-new-year-dd-its-year-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-6229760100034650473</id><published>2009-01-20T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:52:08.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SXX0yxHByHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/hnh4xojokdc/s1600-h/1139595073_picsSasuke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SXX0yxHByHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/hnh4xojokdc/s320/1139595073_picsSasuke.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293406090057336946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;UCHIHA SASUKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;friggin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AWESOME :DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and so incredibly cute ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;too bad he's only 12 :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-6229760100034650473?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/6229760100034650473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=6229760100034650473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/6229760100034650473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/6229760100034650473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/uchiha-sasuke-is-friggin-awesome-dddd.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SXX0yxHByHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/hnh4xojokdc/s72-c/1139595073_picsSasuke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067122328473456729.post-5412307878744311391</id><published>2009-01-20T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:44:32.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TEEHEE im a happy girl today! :DD&lt;div&gt;quite fun with denyce today ^^ walked around orchard. wasted time. critisized store-ware. so fun :DD plus i SHOPPED ^^ God is good. He created malls. to God be the glory :DD hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. to summarise the day, i met denyce at 10am at her house, spent about 15 mins trying to decide what we were gonna do, finally decided to go to orchard instead of queensway, got to dhoby ghaut, killed time by wandering into random shops and looking at random things, went to eat mos burger, went to cotton on and bought stuff, went to paragon for denyce's dental. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wah seh. the dental. i stoned for 3 hours-_- got there at 1.15. left at 4.30. i finished one manga and watched 1 and a half episodes of my anime. denyce came out after about one and a half hours to wait for her glue to dry, so we talked :D spotted Mr Low's brother (they could be twins i think-_- look so alike) hahaha denyce so funny. couldn't close her mouth :P hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after putting her braces, we walked all the way to far east plaza (nearly got lost in the underpass-_-) and found out that the dress i was looking for wasn't in the shop -_- but i got it in the end :DD had to go to wisma to get it -_- zzz. anws. fruitful day ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now on to tmr.... SENTOSA :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-5412307878744311391?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/5412307878744311391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=5412307878744311391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/5412307878744311391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/5412307878744311391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/teehee-im-happy-girl-today-dd-quite-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-4388757297441020912</id><published>2009-01-19T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T23:36:42.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh em geeeeee&lt;div&gt;im so hooked onto naruto now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND THERE'S LESS THAN 2 WEEKS TO SCHOOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;god kill me. WHY did i wait til the last 2 weeks of the hols to start watching??? now im gonna have to watch finish all the episodes, otherwise i'll just get that annoying hamster feeling 24/7 -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and guess what else i realised?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there're ALOT of naruto episodes. seriously. there're TWO DIFFERENT ANIME that are both naruto. gahhh. so... 135+80+the 92 eps that are out SO FAR = 307 episodes to watch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;egads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dun need study alr -_- zzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whyyyyyy must i get hooked? -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boooooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. tmr im going OUTTTT ^^ whooo~ :D EARRINGS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-4388757297441020912?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/4388757297441020912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=4388757297441020912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4388757297441020912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4388757297441020912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-em-geeeeee-im-so-hooked-onto-naruto.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-5294540817514803773</id><published>2009-01-18T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T00:17:34.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so bored i want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;im serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;only 2 more weeks... 2 more weeks to school...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god i can't believe im counting down to school. in EXCITEMENT.&lt;br /&gt;what has become of me -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh ooh i just went to the clock website to get a countdown timer and &lt;em&gt;i found the cutest clock ever &lt;/em&gt;omg omg CUTENESSS&lt;br /&gt;you can see for yourself :DD the animal changes with the zodiac year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;soooooo KEEE-YUUTEEEEEE~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehehe. sorry. i've been particularly prone to outbursts lately :// i think the nothingness is getting to me -_- im going insaaane DDD:&lt;br /&gt;God save me. let this next few weeks go by faster. please. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;except for CNY of course :D that should pass as slooooooowly as possible ^^&lt;br /&gt;lols im probably one of the very few who look forward to CNY haha&lt;br /&gt;anw. i think i'll try my hand at making videos tmr :PP i wanna make full use of my Mac, so ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-5294540817514803773?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/5294540817514803773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=5294540817514803773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/5294540817514803773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/5294540817514803773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-so-bored-i-want-to-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-8611013894795905783</id><published>2009-01-17T23:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T01:06:54.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha, i know this is like the third post i've posted today. but im honestly bored.&lt;br /&gt;bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored&lt;br /&gt;as you can probably see&lt;br /&gt;sighs. seriously. the internet has actually run out of stuff for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;i have spent waaaaaay too much time at home.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go ouuuuutt&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for CHINESE NEW YEAR :DDDDD whooo!! only one more week! ^^&lt;br /&gt;money clothes games and RELATIVES~~~ ^^ ^^ ^^ ^^&lt;br /&gt;okay, so-called relatives. my god-family ((:&lt;br /&gt;yayness can't wait :D WII BATTLE!!&lt;br /&gt;sorry. getting high. i neeeeed entertainment -_- tmr's sunday. gaaahh. nearly a whole day of nothing-to-do-ness. then monday. tuesdayyyy. faster come.&lt;br /&gt;pish posh pashh. i know im gonna soo envy myself now when sch starts again (gahh. im scared of JC): ) but. i want something to do&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to schoooooool. -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[20 mins later...]&lt;br /&gt;gosh. just came back from restacking and sorting through my tees (my sister wanted somemore shirts :P) and i realise that there's like a whole STACK i've never worn before :/// like all the free/ppl give me shirts. at least 5 of them in there. all of which i've forgotten about :XX&lt;br /&gt;which means...&lt;br /&gt;i have more tees to wear!! :DDD haha. don't need to keep wearing the same ones over and over hahaha :PP&lt;br /&gt;anw.. i have found my source of entertainment ^^ whoohoo. finally. im gonna watch naruto! :DD yayness. now im just scared i'll get hooked, cuz there's no way i can finish 200 over eps before sch starts -_- zzz. i can't win. oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-8611013894795905783?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/8611013894795905783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=8611013894795905783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8611013894795905783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8611013894795905783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/hahaha-i-know-this-is-like-third-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-3149711067104119593</id><published>2009-01-17T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T21:38:56.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FOOOOOOT=PAAAAAAINFUUUULLL ))):&lt;br /&gt;god this sucks. i can't even walk properly anymore -_- the pain intensified today. gahh.&lt;br /&gt;it had better get better by wednesday. i wanna play in the water ):&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;stupid rusty nail.&lt;br /&gt;stupid slipper.&lt;br /&gt;stupid stupid grass.&lt;br /&gt;rawr i want my foot back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-3149711067104119593?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/3149711067104119593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=3149711067104119593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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STAYING!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally decided :DD so you'll be sure to see more of me for the next 2 years ^^ whooo~~ :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-8303112206011613454?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/8303112206011613454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=8303112206011613454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8303112206011613454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8303112206011613454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-staying-finally-decided-dd-so-youll.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-1716008445637335370</id><published>2009-01-16T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:59:54.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy, i just realised that i'd already (finally) hit 100 posts:D so this is post #101 :P yay me &lt;div&gt;anyway. today went to the beach ^^ had lots of funnn!! but guess what happened RIGHT BEFORE we set off for the beach from the bus stop?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'll never guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I STEPPED ON A RUSTY NAIL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTH!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went right through my slipper and into my foot. ouch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was like "(to valerie,all happily) let's go meet them at the stairs"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*jumps off the sidewalk*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"OUCH WTH?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there's this long brown thing sticking straight up from my slipper and a hole in my foot-_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spoiled my day )): well, sort off. had to go straight to the doctor for a tetanus jab -_- and now i've got antibiotics and all the other crap (actually, just a cream :P). and i owe everyone $10 -_- zzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid nail. stupid person who threw the nail into the GRASS, where NO ONE CAN SEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rawr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i couldn't go into the water. sigh sigh sigh. but it wasn't that bad la, cuz the wound wasn't deep. so i could still cycle and stuff :D so i guess it turned out okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still. i had to HOP in the water -_- irritating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyways. it was quite fun la (: played a lot at the beach. cycled. camwhored. etc etc ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh, almost time for my show ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-1716008445637335370?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/1716008445637335370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=1716008445637335370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1716008445637335370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1716008445637335370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/heyy-i-just-realised-that-id-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-1550385419696108150</id><published>2009-01-16T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T01:24:39.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im getting faaaaaaaatttt DDD:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SW9hXzOPJFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dfC3qF42OPc/s1600-h/fat-man-food.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291555148698428498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SW9hXzOPJFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dfC3qF42OPc/s320/fat-man-food.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this will be me in precisely one month.&lt;br /&gt;gahh. i didn't follow my new year's resolutionnnnn. i ate CHOCOLATE DD:&lt;br /&gt;stupid hershey's.&lt;br /&gt;anw. can't wait for tmr :D (k, technically it's today)&lt;br /&gt;THE BEEEEAAACHH!!!! the beach the beach the beach!!! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;can't wait ;P&lt;br /&gt;anw. my mum came home today. and she psychoed me -_- so now im back to agonising over, take a wild guess, aus or sg -_-&lt;br /&gt;gahhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-1550385419696108150?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/1550385419696108150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=1550385419696108150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1550385419696108150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1550385419696108150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-getting-faaaaaaaatttt-ddd-this-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SW9hXzOPJFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dfC3qF42OPc/s72-c/fat-man-food.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067122328473456729.post-7356484041985064344</id><published>2009-01-15T15:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T15:40:52.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ehehehe found my source of entertainment :DD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Carrot Juice is Murder by The Arrogant Worms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KmK0bZl4ILM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KmK0bZl4ILM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;Listen up brothers and sisters,&lt;br /&gt;come hear my desperate tale.&lt;br /&gt;I speak of our friends of nature,&lt;br /&gt;trapped in the dirt like a jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegetables live in oppression,&lt;br /&gt;served on our tables each night.&lt;br /&gt;This killing of veggies is madness,&lt;br /&gt;I say we take up the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salads are only for murderers,&lt;br /&gt;coleslaw's a fascist regime.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think that they don't have feelings,&lt;br /&gt;just cause a radish can't scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I've heard the screams of the vegetables (scream, scream, scream)&lt;br /&gt;Watching their skins being peeled (having their insides revealed)&lt;br /&gt;Grated and steamed with no mercy (burning off calories)&lt;br /&gt;How do you think that feels (bet it hurts really bad)&lt;br /&gt;Carrot juice constitutes murder (and that's a real crime)&lt;br /&gt;Greenhouses prisons for slaves (let my vegetables go)&lt;br /&gt;It's time to stop all this gardening (it's dirty as hell)&lt;br /&gt;Let's call a spade a spade (is a spade is a spade is a spade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a man eating celery,&lt;br /&gt;so I beat him black and blue.&lt;br /&gt;If he ever touches a sprout again,&lt;br /&gt;I'll bite him clean in two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a political prisoner,&lt;br /&gt;trapped in a windowless cage.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I stopped the slaughter of turnips&lt;br /&gt;by killing five men in a rage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told the judge when he sentenced me,&lt;br /&gt;This is my finest hour,&lt;br /&gt;I'd kill those farmers again&lt;br /&gt;just to save one more cauliflower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How low as people do we dare to stoop,&lt;br /&gt;Making young broccolis bleed in the soup?&lt;br /&gt;Untie your beans, uncage your tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;Let potted plants free, don't mash that potato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard the screams of the vegetables (scream, scream, scream)&lt;br /&gt;Watching their skins being peeled (fates in the stirfry are sealed)&lt;br /&gt;Grated and steamed with no mercy (you fat gormet slob)&lt;br /&gt;How do you think that feels? (leave them out in the field)&lt;br /&gt;Carrot juice constitutes murder (V8's genocide)&lt;br /&gt;Greenhouses prisons for slaves (yes, your composts are graves)&lt;br /&gt;It's time to stop all this gardening (take up macrame)&lt;br /&gt;Let's call a spade a spade (is a spade, is a spade, is a spade, is a spade.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha the "MEAT GOOD" sign just cracks me up :PPP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-7356484041985064344?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/7356484041985064344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=7356484041985064344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7356484041985064344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7356484041985064344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/ehehehe-found-my-source-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-3417019988549522686</id><published>2009-01-15T15:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T15:27:59.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eeeeeeeeeennnnteeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrtaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnn meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee sooooooooooommeeooooooooooooonnnnneeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-3417019988549522686?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/3417019988549522686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=3417019988549522686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/3417019988549522686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/3417019988549522686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/eeeeeeeeeennnnteeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrtaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-569565156725793520</id><published>2009-01-15T03:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T03:48:46.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo ho. it's 3.45am and i still dun feel like sleeping&lt;div&gt;im turning nocturnal -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. was just stoning at the comp cuz i've finally (pretty much) run out of things to do here and didn't feel like getting up. then i started brooding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to go, or not to go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that is a QUESTION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im talking about australia, duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gahhhhhh. hate making decisions. what if i make the wrong one??? what if i stay and regret cuz i fail As, or go and regret cuz i changed my mind about which uni/course i wanna take?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friends say stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;parents say "up to you, it's your choice"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but can (kind of??) feel that maybe, maybe maaaaaybe they want me to stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't read this sort of thing, so i can't be sure -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grrrrr gahhh ahhhhh rawr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the sound of my inner conflict.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there's an annoying lock of hair that keeps falling into my eyes. i wanna cut it off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pssshhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aus? singapore??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why does life have so many decisions -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i'll end up eeny meeny-ing in the end. who knows -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-569565156725793520?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/569565156725793520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=569565156725793520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/569565156725793520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/569565156725793520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/yo-ho.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-7238865959939223388</id><published>2009-01-15T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:26:59.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"the ham is laughing,&lt;div&gt;you are laughing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;therefore, the earth is laughing"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"what a poet..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry. just a random quote from my jap drama :DD hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-7238865959939223388?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/7238865959939223388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=7238865959939223388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7238865959939223388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7238865959939223388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/ham-is-laughing-you-are-laughing.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-1884961079504869147</id><published>2009-01-14T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T03:27:04.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;[7.30pm]&lt;/div&gt;i need to vent&lt;div&gt;gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh why is it so freaking HARD to choose a jc??? why are there so many choices?? 12!!! waaayyyy too many. whyyy don't i like at of the subjects in jc?? whyyy can't i pick science or arts stream??? WHY ONLY 3 SCIENCE+1 ARTS?? and whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy didn't i ask for the subject combinations available at AC when i went to the open house ytd whyy.... it would save me a lot of grief if i had -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so annoying. i don't fit any of the subject combinations. sort of. i want H2 econs+maths+chem and H1 lit (finally decided on the last one-_-) but then nooooo. tat means it's 2 science and 2 arts. which im not sure AC provides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gahhhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how how how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i heard tj has this combination but i wanna go to AC more ))): grrrr. why doesn't stupid AC put up it's subject combinations on it's website??? i can't find it anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[p.s. if anyone happens to have this piece of info i'd reeeeally appreciate it if you told me. please :D]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been trying to figure out wat to decide ever since 12pm today. it is now... 7.30+ -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now you know the extent of my indecision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now all i need to know is the BLOODY AC SUBJECT COMBOS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rawr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[11.05pm]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe. i've submitted my application! whoohoo! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;managed to find out the ac subjects combos via my godbro. in the end, THERE AREN'T ANY SUBJECT COMBOS -_- it's like free and easy. wth. i obsessed over it for how many hours for nth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh wells. now all that's left for me to decide is whether to stay in singapore or go to australia -_- zzzz. my life's a never ending list of decisions. sighs. sighs. sighs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. im off to relax and read my manga now :DD so. ttfn! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-1884961079504869147?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/1884961079504869147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=1884961079504869147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1884961079504869147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1884961079504869147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-need-to-vent-gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-5280546528981567299</id><published>2009-01-13T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:53:53.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is tuesday. we got back O level results ytd. exactly 36 hours ago.&lt;div&gt;can't complain about my results i suppose. quite satisfied really (: shan't post it here though. you'll have to find out yourself, if you don't know already :D hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway. went out after results ytd (and after taking a million pics in sch. in our sch uniform :D). went to orchard and just walked around. played :D hehe. nth much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then today went to the ny and ac open house. quite boring :/ nth much. again -_- but my stupid toe kept bothering me. so irritating. i think i sprained it in my sleep or something -_- seriously. it was pretty much fine ytd. then i woke up this morning and it hurt like hell. sighs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate my toe. but if i cut it off i wouldn't be able to stand, so )): oh wells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway. now it's choose jc time! and honestly, it sucks. cuz i have to decide if i wanna stay in singapore or go to australia too -_- everyday when i wake up it's different. stay in singapore monday, go to australia tuesday. wonder what wednesday will be. and i'll probably need to fill in the application form anyway. whch sucks even more, cuz i reeeeeally dunno what to put-_- zzz. so many decisions. i want someone to make them for me ): sighs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway. nth to blog about. nth significant enough anyway-_- life is boring. i wanna go to sch. but i don't know which school. gahh. i wanna be sec 3 again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-5280546528981567299?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/5280546528981567299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=5280546528981567299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/5280546528981567299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/5280546528981567299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-is-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-7136696347635022743</id><published>2009-01-11T15:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:02:47.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gehhh... results coming out tomorrow.&lt;div&gt;damn. it came too fast -_- can't believe it's already been 2 whole months (well, nearly) that Os ended. why can't the cambridge people mark slower, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sighs. oh wells. i swore i wouldn't brood about it. but still. can't help but keep imagining the worst. sighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway. enough about that. i shall blog about lighter subjects :DD like how amazingly adorable Oguri Shun is (seriously. and the funniest thing is, he always plays those cool, one-word-answer characters. when his real personality is the complete opposite. hahaha) and also, lately i've gotten addicted to something else. i think some people will be shocked. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i..have..gotten addicted tooooo....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAOI ANIME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(for those non-jap-fanatics, yaoi means gay. as in homo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha. seriously. it's kinda fun to watch. albeit somewhat disturbing :/ but oh wells. it keeps me occupied and takes my mind off things. so it serves it's purpose :P anw. nothing to blog about. so im gonna end it here ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-7136696347635022743?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/7136696347635022743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=7136696347635022743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7136696347635022743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7136696347635022743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/gehhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-8061454428760952260</id><published>2009-01-06T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:33:35.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn i've gone all fidget-ie again. damn you hamster spirit stop possessing me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-8061454428760952260?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/8061454428760952260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=8061454428760952260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8061454428760952260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8061454428760952260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/damn-ive-gone-all-fidget-ie-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-7912556877780581430</id><published>2009-01-06T00:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T14:10:54.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha found this and thought it was hilarious :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Want It All (The Playlist Thing that Turned Out Weird)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY?" YOU SAY?4 Minutes-Madonna ft. Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;br /&gt;Touch - Clay Aiken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Damaged - Shayne Ward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..kay...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;So Lonely - Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes, i miss my pillow. my covers got changed today ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;S.O.S. - Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to the Jonas Brothers, YES :DDD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Gangsta Bop - Akon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Who Said - Hannah Montana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well said :DD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Someone That You're With - Nickelback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;huh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Invincible - Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;專屬天使 (zhuan shu tian shi) (My Personal Angel) - TANK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;awww. couldn't have put it better myself ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Say Goodnight - The Click Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;Golden - Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hehehe. i agree :DD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation - Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't need to grow up to do that :DD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Friends O' Mine - Bowling For Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Lion of Judah - Various&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;woah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;Unwanted - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that is an oxymoron-_-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;I Love Rock'n Roll - Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah man. rock on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;Naked - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;Forgive Me - Leona Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;uh huh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;Up Against The Wall - Boys Like Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmmmm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;Last Kiss - Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the kiss of death, eh? (hope it's by Edward Cullen :DDD (and i don't mean Robert Pattison-_-))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;Run To Me - Nick Lachey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;err..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming Out Loud - OneRepublic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's not very far off, actually..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;Disturbia - Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;touché&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;Coming For You - JoJo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope that means yes :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;The Reason Why - The Click Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...huh....should it scare me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;LOST HEAVEN - L'Arc~en~Ciel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't suppose that's good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;The Heart Of Worship - The Parachute Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;uh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Burnin' Up - Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ouch?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;Riot Girl - Good Charlotte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-7912556877780581430?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/7912556877780581430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=7912556877780581430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7912556877780581430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7912556877780581430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/hahaha-found-this-and-thought-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-1386424765577337332</id><published>2009-01-05T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:28:03.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>please ignore this first paragraph. i am just gonna use it as an outlet for hyper-ness.&lt;br /&gt;IIII'VE GOT THAT HAMSTER FEELING and seriously i can't stop fidgetting in my chair ahhhh can't stand it i need to jump up and down and dance or something cuz watching cool vids of matsumoto jun/ikuta toma and screaming (silently but visibly) didn't help at all gahh gahh gahhh and the fact that my godbro thought it'd be funny to share the details of his wisdom tooth extraction doesn't help ee ee eeeee help help i need to SQUEEZE SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;and by that i mean like a stress ball or something. if you thought about something inappropriate, shame on you you dirty-minded person :PP haha&lt;br /&gt;phew. that actually worked. i feel better now :D let's hope it doesn't come back. it's been on and off since i got back today. had such fun in sch :D jumped up and down in the hot sun for like 10 mins trying to get a picture right and in the end we still couldn't get it-_-but we took looooads of pics. alot in the toilet-_-ate ice cream and drank mocha from the rooftop cafe :D nostalgia man. can't believe the sec 3s are now sec 4s and the sec 2s are now sec 3s...etc. it's so weird, being in sch but not part of it. sort of. everyone kept staring at us. which was actually kinda cool :D haha. then we went to bishan. ate pepper lunch ^^ mmm. my last pepper lunch meal ): with extra cheese :DD haha.&lt;br /&gt;damn so not looking forward to my next trip to sch. which will be in one week's time. no prizes for guessing why. gahhh. im gonna drown myself in jap dramas and going out.&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥MATSUMOTO JUUUUUUN ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;sorry. i love going fangirl :DD hehe.&lt;br /&gt;anw. gonna continue watching hana kimi (jap) now ^^ cuz my IKUTA TOMA is there! :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-1386424765577337332?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/1386424765577337332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=1386424765577337332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1386424765577337332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1386424765577337332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/please-ignore-this-first-paragraph.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-4836776285010849410</id><published>2009-01-04T23:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T17:49:10.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;if i ever had a little japanese boy, i would name him toma. or jun. maybe yamada. im sure you can guess why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes! im going fangirl again! :DDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287469558906617666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SWDdjLNR_0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/G4S4a0j7QLc/s320/nakatsu2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IKUTA TOMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287469570344491970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SWDdj10SG8I/AAAAAAAAAHw/qZZ__jI381c/s320/normal_5EAO4IGWNS_205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;gosh he's so handsome&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287469573518562306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SWDdkBpClAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4hRPrScHER8/s320/16547767_14938075_1200496944_jun_matsumoto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;MATSUMOTO JUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287744303855932306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SWHXbb5tk5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/QjUmXb6sgY8/s320/jun_matsumot0o.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;333333333333333333&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;aaaand... last but not least...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287469597458012082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SWDdla0pl7I/AAAAAAAAAII/GigbWUVbZTo/s320/duet3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;YAMADA RYOSUKE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287469875762825954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SWDd1nlsCuI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DVVWd7B3RRc/s320/1211877434794878_file.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;omg. is this not the cutest face you have ever seen?? can't believe he's a guy. sooooo CUUTTE. the DEFINITION of cuteness :DD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*fangirl screams*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hahaha. feels good to go mad again ^^ seriously. im wasting my life away. the only thing that's keeping me going is.. japanese dramas! :DD heeheeHEE. im lovin' it ^^ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ikuta toma + me = ♥ at first sight :DDD haha. i wish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i wish yamada ryosuke was my little brother(he's fifteen, so he can be :D or sixteen. this year at least-_-). then i can hug him and squeeze him and pinch his cheeks everyday ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i only like jun matsumoto cuz he looks like one of my manga characters :P hehe. but he IS handsome :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i wanna live in japan. and eat sushi. and learn japanese. and cosplay. and stalk all these people everyday. haha hoohoo heehee. im soo bored. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anw. HAPPY (and very belated) NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL :DD 2008 is over ))): 2009 is beginning. yay or not? i hope yay (: my new year's resolutions are:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1. get thin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2. stay thin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3. STAY OFF CHOCOLATES&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4. study hard and get good grades so that i can get into uni.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5. FOCUS. NO DISTRACTIONS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;6. persuade my mom to get me a PSP.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;7. and of course, get closer to God :DD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;lucky number 7 ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anw. these days i consider sleeping at 4 normal. 2.30 early. 5 is late. then i get up at midday. what am i gonna do when sch eventually starts?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i hope the jet lag evens it out :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and don't even get me started on O level results. im not gonna think about it im not gonna think about it im not gonna think about it im not gonna think about it im not gonna think about it im not gonna think about it im not gonna think about it im not gonna think about it im not gonna think about it im not gonna think about it im not gonna think about it im not gonna think about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;psssssh. i miss school )): PL, to be exact. i wanna go the sch an hour early and talk with denyce til the sun rises. i wanna go to class and fall asleep until the stupid march which i'll rmb for the rest of my life plays. i wanna stroll down and be uber late for assembly. i wanna stone through the national anthem and everything and sit down before the prefect says "at ease". i wanna go to A2's class and talk until someone shouts that ms ferng is coming. then i'll have to run back to my class and whip out my Chem stuff with the rest of the class and pretend we were revising instead of talking/copying hw. i wanna buy fried rice with lady's finger/jumbo nugget and buy my mogumogu. i wanna talk about rubbish and then go up to class to late. i wanna play sit-down-badminton during PE and fake-badminton-with-a-book-and-crushed-up-paper during e maths. i wanna sleep through lit and get scolded by KEL for talking during english. i wanna leave my assignments blank during a maths cuz i won't know how to do anything. i wanna stone and ms deepa during bio.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i want i want i want. can't always get what you want in life ): sighs. boohoo. i wish i lived in a perfect world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;sorry. bout of emo-ing. it's over now. but gahh. i miss PL :'(((( can't wait to visit it tmr :DD hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-4836776285010849410?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/4836776285010849410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=4836776285010849410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4836776285010849410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4836776285010849410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-i-ever-had-little-japanese-boy-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SWDdjLNR_0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/G4S4a0j7QLc/s72-c/nakatsu2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067122328473456729.post-6747393791851331697</id><published>2008-12-25T13:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T14:16:55.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone! merry christmas!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;anw. i have nothing to do now-_- absolutely nothing. other than go on the comp and do my usual. i've gone to church and opened my presents, and the next thing on the itinery is go to my god-grandparents' house for dinner, later at like 7. and i can't really do anything with my presents yet til later. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;so anw. tat's how i ended up finding this site full of funny things :D :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID STORE LABELS:&lt;br /&gt;On Tesco's Tiramisu dessert (printed on bottom): "Do not turn upside down." (Too late!)&lt;br /&gt;On Marks &amp;amp; Spencer Bread Pudding: "Product will be hot after heating." (As night follows day . . .)&lt;br /&gt;On packaging for a Rowenta iron: "Do not iron clothes on body." (But wouldn't this save me more time?)&lt;br /&gt;On Boot's Children Cough Medicine: "Do not drive a car or operate machinery after taking this medication." (We could do a lot to reduce the rate of construction accidents if we could just get those 5-year-olds with head-colds off those forklifts.)&lt;br /&gt;On Nytol Sleep Aid: "Warning: May cause drowsiness." (One would hope.)&lt;br /&gt;On most brands of Christmas lights: "For indoor or outdoor use only." (As opposed to what?)&lt;br /&gt;On a Japanese food processor: "Not to be used for the other use." (I gotta admit, I'm curious.)&lt;br /&gt;On Sainsbury's peanuts: "Warning: contains nuts." (Talk about a news flash.)&lt;br /&gt;On artificial bacon: "Real artificial bacon bits". (So we don't get fake fake bacon. Oh no we get real fake bacon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Time To Read Each Sentence&lt;br /&gt;This is this cat&lt;br /&gt;This is is cat&lt;br /&gt;This is how cat&lt;br /&gt;This is to cat&lt;br /&gt;This is keep cat&lt;br /&gt;This is a cat&lt;br /&gt;This is retard cat&lt;br /&gt;This is busy cat&lt;br /&gt;This is for cat&lt;br /&gt;This is forty cat&lt;br /&gt;This is seconds cat&lt;br /&gt;Now read the THIRD word of every line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are 3 men who need to get across a lake...&lt;br /&gt;the 1st one prays to God asking for the strength to get across...&lt;br /&gt;he gets big muscles and swims across...&lt;br /&gt;but almost dies 5 times...&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd 1 prays to God for the strength and the tools he needs to get across...&lt;br /&gt;he gets his big muscles and boat and rows across...&lt;br /&gt;but he almost dies 3 times...&lt;br /&gt;the 3rd 1 prays to God, for the strength, tools, and the brains...&lt;br /&gt;he turns into a woman...&lt;br /&gt;walks 4 yards...&lt;br /&gt;and crosses the bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you cry,I cry. When you laugh,I laugh. When you jump out the window,I will laugh again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinosaurs extinction wasn't an accident. Barney came and they all committed suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say "Guns don't kill people, People kill people!" Well, I think guns help. If you stood there and yelled Bang, I don't think you'd kill too many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's eat grandpa!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Let's eat, grandpa!!"&lt;br /&gt;Punctuation saves lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. YOUR GANGSTA NAME:(first 3 letters of real name plus izzle): &lt;em&gt;Ariizzle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (color and animal): &lt;em&gt;Purple Rooster&lt;/em&gt; (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;3. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name, last 3 letters of mom's maiden name): &lt;em&gt;Pngarnic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. YOUR SUPERHERO NAME: (color, drink): &lt;em&gt;Green Barley&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;5. YOUR ARAB NAME: (2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, any letter of your middle name, 2nd letter of your moms maiden name, 3rd letter of your dads middle name, 1st letter of a siblings first name, last letter of your moms middle name): &lt;em&gt;Rgiuean&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(...can't say it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;6. YOUR WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mothers middle name): &lt;em&gt;Sau Kuan&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;7. YOUR GOTH NAME: (black, and the name of one your pets): &lt;em&gt;Black Seraph&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(this one is a coolest :DD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;8. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (fruit, and something that can go wrong): &lt;em&gt;Mangosteen Heart Attack&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;em&gt;(wth?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. YOUR PIRATE NAME: (color, pirate accessory): &lt;em&gt;Turquoise Eye Patch&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(o.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Find a globe. Spin it. What does it say? &lt;em&gt;Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2 Find a book. Turn to page 56, line 18, word 6. What does it say? &lt;em&gt;asked (Harry Potter 3)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What can you hear right now? &lt;em&gt;Forgive Me by Leona Lewis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have a conversation with the closest living thing to you besides yourself. &lt;em&gt;My sister&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Hi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sister: Hello&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Say something, I need to have a conversation with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sister: ...Pu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Okay, thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Turn on the T.V. What is on? &lt;em&gt;Chef's Christmas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Type your name with your elbow. &lt;em&gt;zarfkiedllde&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Stand up. Close your eyes. Spin around three times. Stop. Open your eyes. What's the first thing you see? &lt;em&gt;My sister's computer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you could be anybody from Warriors, who would you be? &lt;em&gt;What's that?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What happen the last time you was typing on this computer? &lt;em&gt;I tried to download iTunes 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;10. Find the third letter from all of your answers. What do they spell? &lt;em&gt;Xkrsersar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 81, and find line 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"cup to your partner to read. You will interpret the patterns using" (Harry Potter 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can, What can you touch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A green box&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something about a guy called Madoff on CNN :X&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.54&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.48 (pro :D)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the radio downstairs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;about 5 hours ago. i was going to church&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hana Yori Dango, chapter 76 page 28 (reading manga online :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shirt and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yea ^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just now, when i was reading the stuff i posted above :DD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pictures of my father's childhood days and his hometown :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;erm. a naked cowboy standing in -5 degree weather in Times Square, New York? (that was about 2 weeks ago :X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;15. What is the last film you saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Twilight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guitar Hero World Tour! plus the drums and mic and stuff. and a psp :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;17. Tell me something about you that I don't know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can finally put on earrings by myself :D (i pierced 2 years ago :PPPP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even distribution of food and stuff so that there is no more poverty or obese Americans :D &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. George Bush:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is an idiot. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estelle? never really thought about girl names :X&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aaron (this has nothing to do with Yan Ya Lun :P)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. that was fun ^^ managed to waste nearly an hour doing all that :PP hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-6747393791851331697?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/6747393791851331697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=6747393791851331697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/6747393791851331697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/6747393791851331697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-everyone-merry-christmas-dd-anw.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-655088388118453116</id><published>2008-12-24T12:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T16:32:15.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the kaiser chiefs song is funnyyy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never Miss A Beat &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Kaiser Chiefs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What did you learn today?&lt;br /&gt;I learned nothin'&lt;br /&gt;What did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;I did nothin'&lt;br /&gt;What did you learn at school?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't you go to school?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cool to know nothin(X2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Television's on the blink&lt;br /&gt;There's nothin' on it&lt;br /&gt;I really want a really big coat&lt;br /&gt;With words on it&lt;br /&gt;What do you want for tea?&lt;br /&gt;I want crisps&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't you join the team?&lt;br /&gt;I just didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cool to know nothin'(X2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Take a look, take a look, take a look&lt;br /&gt;At the kids on the streetNo they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat, beat, beat, beat&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the kids on the street&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;No they never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;Never miss a beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the referee&lt;br /&gt;The light's flashin'&lt;br /&gt;Best bit of the day&lt;br /&gt;Now that's livin'&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you run away?&lt;br /&gt;Are you kiddin'?&lt;br /&gt;What is the golden rule?&lt;br /&gt;You say nothin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cool to know nothin'(X2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. k, i know this song is kinda old, but i still like it :PP haha. so rubbish-ie&lt;br /&gt;anw. it's Christmas Eve!!! less than one day to Christmas! Santa is coming tonight!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;and i still haven't finished buying my presents-_-sighs. not surprised. oh wells. im going out later to get them, so ^^&lt;br /&gt;anw. wish you all a VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS in advance :D&lt;br /&gt;(sorry. actually i only wanted to post up the lyrics, so i don't have anything much to write about :X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-655088388118453116?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/655088388118453116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=655088388118453116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/655088388118453116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/655088388118453116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/12/kaiser-chiefs-song-is-funnyy-d-what-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-4954695841845553620</id><published>2008-12-21T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T21:38:18.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! it's been a pretty eventful week ^^&lt;br /&gt;went to the chalet from monday to wednesday with bella, malar, denyce and pamela ^^ loads of fun. played tightie like nobody's business, stayed up all night, had bbq, watched coffee prince. fun-ness :D haha. but i totally crashed the night i got back. slept for 12 hours straight :DD hehe.&lt;br /&gt;next day went to watch twilight with shir and val. pam joined us for lunch ^^ i have officially watched twilight 3 times, within a span of 2 weeks. not cuz i loved it though -_-&lt;br /&gt;anw. next day went to suntec with denyce. walked all over singapore cuz we were so bored after that-_- then went to..the....飛輪海 CONCERT!!KYAAAAA!!!!! :DDDDDD gosh. chao high la. screamed like mad. went deaf. danced. and best of all, I GOT THEIR DNA! YESSS!! i got it off baoru ^^ lucky lucky lucky piggy got hugged by arron! and managed to touch the others too, somehow or another. gahhh. luuuuuuckyyyy ho baoru. i wanna be twirled by them too! T_T anw. got one pic and a couple of vids featuring her. i uploaded them to facebook already (:&lt;br /&gt;uploaded the rest of the nicer pics plus videos too ^^ still uploading the vids actually. took so many, and take so long to load -_- oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-4954695841845553620?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/4954695841845553620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=4954695841845553620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4954695841845553620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4954695841845553620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-its-been-pretty-eventful-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-2251349781550573743</id><published>2008-12-12T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:36:08.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from New York! ^^&lt;br /&gt;hello! just got back from NY not too long ago. sighs. really miss the cold weather. but still. im glad to be home (: hehe. missed my bed and having a comp to myself and my phone and most of all, WANTON NOODLES&lt;br /&gt;gosh. been craving it for so long. can't wait to eat it later :D hehe. Chinese food beats hotdogs any day.&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me. haha. ate the hugest hotdog i've ever seen in my life on tuesday (in case anyone missed the status update on facebook :D). seriously. the sausage was as long as my forearm. this is not an exaggeration. i measured-_- managed to finish about 3/4 of it. with the help of my mum and dad-_- plus the best onion rings in the world ^^ haha. will upload pics as soon as my sister gives my regular comp back to me :P&lt;br /&gt;sighs. hot hot hot. the heat's really getting to me-.- zzz. to make things worse, my hair decided to frizz into cosmic proportions just 3 hours after setting foot in Singapore. sighs. how i will miss the endless days of flat, non-poofy hair :( and to top it off, my legs have decided to flake. yes, i am shedding. this is the residue from my suntan from... er, 3 weeks ago -__- zzzz. my leg now has the same surface texture as the moon. so disgusting. which means i can't set foot out of my house unless i am wearing jeans. which i don't think i'll be able to tolerate just yet :/ gahh. cooped up in my own house by my own LEGS. how sad. hope the skin flakes off soon. ew.&lt;br /&gt;sorry. needed to rant for a bit. that's all the complaint i have though :D mostly just about the weather. other than that, i missed everything else. MISSED ALL YOU GUYS TOO (whoever is reading this, anyway :D)&lt;br /&gt;anyway. im dead beat. it's the equivalent of 10.30pm now in NY (it's 11.30am in SG, btw :x) so im quite sleepy. only fuelled by coffee and M&amp;amp;Ms at this point. waiting for my wanton noodles :PP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-2251349781550573743?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/2251349781550573743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=2251349781550573743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/2251349781550573743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/2251349781550573743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-from-new-york-hello-just-got-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-2700129015633502671</id><published>2008-12-04T06:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T08:40:35.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greetings from New York City! :D&lt;br /&gt;Hello! haha, i actually got my wireless network here to work ^^ so yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;anw. having a great time in NY ^^ hehe. haven't really done much, to be honest. just visit one place everyday. then we go home to chill :P my kind of holiday :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;it's quite cold in NY. about 3 degrees Celcius ^^ mmmm. so nice. my face just about freezes off everytime i step out. not that i mind :P sigh. if only Singapore weather were like this all year.&lt;br /&gt;anw. just came back from a Broadway musical. called Wicked. it was very good (: something like the prequel to the Wizard of Oz. super hilarious :D went to central park yesterday. saw like a hundred squirrels or something and nearly got attacked by a flock of sparrows-_-but it as fun :D&lt;br /&gt;also. american tv sucks-_-  2000 channels and nothing to watch half the time. gah. and i didn't bring any dvds-_- sighs. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;anw. i've taken some videos and loads of pics ^^ will upload them into facebook when i get back. can't stay too long on the comp. the sun's already set even though it's like 5pm here and there isn't much lighting so my eyes are killing me-_- so toodles :D&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-1515119568077987818</id><published>2008-11-29T17:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:54:59.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! new blogskin! ^^ haha. took me super long to pick out this skin-_-don't like the high-up-navigations, but it was better than the weird floral cursor:X hehe. anw. leaving for new york later :DD excited~ . negative-degree weather, here i come! :P hehe. i'll try to blog while im there too. hopefully there'll be internet :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-1515119568077987818?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/1515119568077987818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=1515119568077987818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1515119568077987818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1515119568077987818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-5099895249120369570</id><published>2008-11-26T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:55:11.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! i've decided that im gonna blog more regularly now. so here i am. blogging after less than one week! :D praise me.&lt;br /&gt;anw. bella, denyce, malar and sabby came to my house ytd and we finished watching gossip girl season one :D so fun. screamed at the tv for like half the time we were watching the last few episodes :X then we played my Wii :D haha it was funny watching sabby play the boxing one :P am contemplating uploading the funny video. hehe. let's see if im mean enough :P played racing too^^ i pawned sabby :DD hehe. screamed alot. again. then went to chompchomp for dinner. found out for the first time in my life that chompchomp is in fact NOT the market across the street-_-been deceived all my life. tsk. anw. ate stingray for the first time ^^ drank my way through abut half the giant jug of sugar cane after that-_- but it was yummy :D went to ice cube after that for ice cream ^^ yum yum yummy. had my fave flavour: STRAWBERRY CHEESECAKE :DD so nice. i wanna buy it again :/ oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-5099895249120369570?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/5099895249120369570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=5099895249120369570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/5099895249120369570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/5099895249120369570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/11/holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-2907470040199525420</id><published>2008-11-23T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:55:19.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!:D&lt;br /&gt;Os are over! ^^ (long over :P)&lt;br /&gt;prom is over too ): and the sleepover )): now all i have to look forward to is my HOLIDAY :D and rotting my brain away at home ^^ mmm can't wait :D&lt;br /&gt;hmm. prom was okay. the taking pics part was fun :D heels, not so fun. my toes almost fell off. plus. the makeup person plucked almost all my eyebrows away and gave me creepy eye shadow so i looked like someone from a cabarret-_-i like my hair though :DD hehe. gonna miss PL ):&lt;br /&gt;then there was the sleepover ^^ went with denyce, bella and malar to east coast on the first day and everyone(except malar :X) came home looking like crabs. so funny :DD ate loads of ice cream and watched gossip girl all night ^^ went to the zoo the next day. malar couldn't come ): i saw the polar bears :D and all 3 of us got attacked by a red ant. so scary :/ went orchard together with malar after that and watched a movie. then went home and tried watching harry potter.we were dead by about 2am-_-woke up the next day at 11:D haha we rock :P then spent the rest of the day watching gossip girl:D then they went home and i went to parkway and bought my COFFEE PRINCE DVD WITH ENGLISH SUBS ^^ YES!!&lt;br /&gt;haha. tat is my interesting life. now im broke and im still going out this week :P yay. i love having nothing to do ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-2907470040199525420?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/2907470040199525420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=2907470040199525420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/2907470040199525420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/2907470040199525420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/11/insanity.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-6808999826641836489</id><published>2008-11-04T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:55:31.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! ^^ been a long time since i last blogged. nothing much going on in my life anw -_- buuut...&lt;br /&gt;Os ARE NEARLY OVER!! :D only 4 more papers/8 more days to go!! ^^ gosh i can't wait.ahh im gonna let my brain rot til it's utter mush. then im gonna go insaaaane :D&lt;br /&gt;anyways. won't blog long. lit's this friday. not that im studying :P anw. changed my playlist :D just compiled a bunch of random songs together. hence the strange mix :P tat is all ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-6808999826641836489?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/6808999826641836489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=6808999826641836489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/6808999826641836489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/6808999826641836489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/11/os-are-nearly-ooover.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-2716618291062091571</id><published>2008-08-30T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:57:44.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PREEELIMSSSSSSS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;are almost over! yippee!! :D haha. after this, only Os to go. then im FREEEEE :D can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;anw. only E Maths and A Maths P2, and Bio P1 to go^^ and that's like next next week. one whole week to study. whoo~&lt;br /&gt;but i feel like slacking. not studying. urgggh. so tired of studying.&lt;br /&gt;so i've allowed myself 2 days for playtime (ytd wasn't counted, i went for tuition) :D hehe.so i've got all the way until tmr to do whatever i want. then, it's back to revolving around maths and stuff again -_- oh joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-2716618291062091571?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/2716618291062091571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=2716618291062091571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/2716618291062091571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/2716618291062091571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/08/preeeeeelimssss.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-867547208084773846</id><published>2008-08-13T17:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:58:02.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG OMG CHINESE O LEVEL RESULTS CAME IN YESTERDAY OMG OMG&lt;br /&gt;okay, actually im not that shocked now. had one day to get over the initial jolt. k, not jolt. more like thunder strike, really. anw. since so many ppl know alr (thanks to my lovely display of emotion, thank you very much-_-), i might as well come all out and say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE I GOT AN A2 FOR CHINESE OF ALL THINGS OMG OMG WHO WAS THE ONE WHO TAMPERED WITH THE GRADES AND GOT ME AN A2 I ASK YOU WHO???????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. that was exactly what was going on in my head about....5 hours after the whole thing. this was &lt;em&gt;after &lt;/em&gt;i got over the first wave of hysteria. i don't even know what my own head was like as i read the grade on the marksheet la. all i rmb is having to ask the chinese teacher for a confirmation (couldn't believe my own eyes) and then i forgot how to hold a pen. after that, my hand was wobbling so much i couldn't sign properly. that is, if i could rmb how to sign at all. i think i jus scribbled down some wriggly line. i dunno. couldn't think straight-_-i think im still in denial. well duh. who can blame me. the last time i got this high was like in P2. &lt;em&gt;P2.&lt;/em&gt; not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously think someone tampered with the grades. or they typed it in wrong or something. how the hell can i get an A for CHINESE for God's sake?? any day now, they're gonna call me to the general office and tell me sorry, there was a mixup. or something.&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;dun get me wrong though. im SUPER HAPPY :D duh. how can i not be? how ironic though, i might end up counting chinese in as my language for Os. if my english screws up. hahahaha oh god that's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. anw. speaking of exams, PRELIMS ARE NEXT WEEK AHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;and have i finished studying? &lt;em&gt;noooo. &lt;/em&gt;am i anywhere near finishing? &lt;em&gt;of course nooooot. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i not surprised?-_-&lt;br /&gt;anyways. im gonna jus study smart and do most of the memorising bit the weekend before :D hehe. hopefully, hopefully &lt;em&gt;hopefully &lt;/em&gt;my absurdly good luck will last me long enough to cover me for prelims. and of course, Os too, but im just being too hopeful-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, and English O level oral is tmr. but. i think i'll just study for it tmr, when i have a TYS :D pray my examiners will be nice :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. better go. and. erm. study. gahhhh. starting to hate my table now-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-867547208084773846?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/867547208084773846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=867547208084773846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/867547208084773846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/867547208084773846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-utter-shock.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-4535833012333249146</id><published>2008-08-03T17:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:20:35.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;gosh. it's august ALREADY. AUGUST. which means... prelims are less than a month away!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;someone just kill me. someone just look at the amount i've studied, then stab me, please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahhhh! i still have the whole of ss, bio and lit to study. most of egeog to go. the only thing i've really properly studied is a maths, e maths and chem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-___- im doooooomed (as i always am before exams. no surprise there)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sighs. anyway. moving on to more positive topics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BREAKING DAWN IS COMING OUT TMR!!! AHH AHHH AHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! CAN'T WAIT TO COLLECT MY COPY!! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i gotta wait til STUPID GB phototaking ends. which will probably be like around 4.30. stupid, retarded GB. damn. completely forgot about GB phototaking. i'd happily kissed my GB-full-u-wearing days over. good thing i hadn't burnt the damn thing yet :P hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anw. watched dark knight ytd with my family. sadly, i am cursed with the inability to comprehend wat goes on in action movies. seriously. everytime, no matter wat action movie it is, during the climax(the action sequence), everyone will be holding their breath in excitement, and i'll be like the only one who's wondering wth is going on-_- then at the end, suddenly happy ending, oh yippee yay, dunno how it happened though. sighs. anw, that's exactly what happened during the dark knight ytd. especially when batman starts talking. oh gosh, i had to read the chinese subtitles just to try and guess what he was saying half the time. i think that's partially what spoiled the movie for me-_- zzzzzz. or maybe i jus dun like batman that much. either ways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh yes. nearly forgot. we learnt how to make chinese tea on tuesday :D hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230227860425834434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SJWAhzMIf8I/AAAAAAAAADs/3_WcEefCnwA/s320/Image065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the teaset! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230227104248289090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SJV_1yNW10I/AAAAAAAAADE/e1zlL57es9U/s320/Image057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the green tea leaves. looks like shit though. until you put it in water :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230227109528780658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SJV_2F4Uv3I/AAAAAAAAADM/jt_lEoefeoc/s320/Image058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;aaand...a picture of the kettle-_- courtesy of nicolette :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230227101041337954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SJV_1mQwpmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/T0RP-_9Hu5U/s320/Image054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dede! :D hehe. there're worse pics, but im too nice to put them up :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230227859063674770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SJWAhuHXl5I/AAAAAAAAADk/LX7uiGrZSag/s320/Image062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this would be what the tea set looked like after the whole ordeal. note the stray tea leaves + completely drenched tray :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230227851078053698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SJWAhQXcr0I/AAAAAAAAADc/pSoo-UMBI5o/s320/Image061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;stuffing the tea leaves into the tiny hole :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230227097268872802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SJV_1YNVZmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uD1Q13zpkSE/s320/Image064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;can't rmb when i took this -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230227116374488690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SJV_2fYd9nI/AAAAAAAAADU/EaAPyzUhEJg/s320/Image060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yay! a happy family drinking happy (and yucky) tea! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-4535833012333249146?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/4535833012333249146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=4535833012333249146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4535833012333249146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4535833012333249146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-is-flying.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SJWAhzMIf8I/AAAAAAAAADs/3_WcEefCnwA/s72-c/Image065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067122328473456729.post-3729397903902751706</id><published>2008-07-21T15:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:59:42.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so addicted i have gone insane someone save me.&lt;br /&gt;also, i am only blogging for the sake of posting something now-.-&lt;br /&gt;feel free to ignore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-3729397903902751706?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/3729397903902751706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=3729397903902751706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/3729397903902751706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/3729397903902751706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/07/shoot.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-7413294896483328047</id><published>2008-07-16T15:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:20:35.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. i am back again. blogging. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and as you can see, there is nothing much to blog about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. i noe i shud be studying now, but everyone needs their down-time :P (this age-old excuse is so useful)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw. shall share about my new love :D (again). because i truly believe that this guy is the awesomest guy alive in the wonderful world of manga. and also because i am experience an extreme, insuppressable bout of fangirl-ism right now :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Presenting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HATAKE KAKASHI!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225368697516584258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SIQ9JSvr7UI/AAAAAAAAACk/3Kwfe0uqASA/s320/n667045004_1950237_5935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223521844708877938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SH2tcT5dpnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/DuHSQ82oAnk/s320/kakashi%252003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225369079032056290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SIQ9fgAECeI/AAAAAAAAACs/fD4OS7Ctcos/s320/n510975593_199063_5842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;KYAAAAAA~~~!!! ^^ so COOOOL :D&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. sry. needed to release.&lt;br /&gt;but. no one can deny that he is fiiiine :P&lt;br /&gt;anw. nothing much more to say. except for "I LOVE NARUTO" and "CHINESE Os ARE OVER WHOOHOO NO MORE CHINESE!!!!" ^^&lt;br /&gt;that would be all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-7413294896483328047?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/7413294896483328047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=7413294896483328047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7413294896483328047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7413294896483328047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/07/prelims.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SIQ9JSvr7UI/AAAAAAAAACk/3Kwfe0uqASA/s72-c/n667045004_1950237_5935.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067122328473456729.post-8417503966024530374</id><published>2008-07-09T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T18:00:16.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo! :D&lt;br /&gt;my blog is as good as dead i tell you. i rarely blog now-_-sighs. no time no time!!&lt;br /&gt;sighs. anyways. i only online now cuz i wasnted to try out the chiese listening compre passages. and to download a cd :D so on the way... do my own thing :D hehe. anw. i can't do the stupid passage thingo anw, cuz i'll be reading symbol language-_- zzz. so. that backfired. and now im loading a video. so i can't turn off the comp! therefore, i am blogging :D haha. wonderful logical reasoning, no? :P&lt;br /&gt;so. not much to blog about really (as usual. my life is so boring-_-). my whole life is study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study... . actually im only saying this to make myself feel better. cuz technically, im not studying all that much. you may think im studying, but behind closed doors, there's no telling wat im doing. gahh! need to really start focusing. i will focus! focus focus focus!&lt;br /&gt;wish it were that easy -_- zzz. ah wells. anw. shall go watch my video now :D I WILL ONLY WATCH ONE VIDEO YES SIREE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-8417503966024530374?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/8417503966024530374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=8417503966024530374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8417503966024530374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8417503966024530374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/07/studiessssss.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-1154540175077613503</id><published>2008-06-28T16:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T18:00:27.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytd was chinese oral!!! and... hahaha im so happy!! :D qing shao nian came out! (this is a very good thing, since i pretty much only studied qing shao nian-_-)&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha ^^ somemore this is the FIRST TIME EVER that i managed to get a positive response from the teachers ^^ heehee so happy!! even though the lang du part totally sucked cuz even though i knew how to read almost all the words (another first! ^^), i stumbled ALOT and kept tripping over my own words-_- oh wells. i hope the hui hua pulled up my mark. i think i actually have a chance of getting an M (merit) ! ^^ WHOOOO~~!&lt;br /&gt;happy happy happy (:&lt;br /&gt;anyway. relaxing now. no prizes for guessing wat im doing -_- anw. so. jus came to do a quick post while waiting for my video to load. and it's done :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-1154540175077613503?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/1154540175077613503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=1154540175077613503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1154540175077613503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1154540175077613503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/06/chinese-os-oral.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-2716224490961201225</id><published>2008-06-22T16:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T18:00:43.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! it's been like. nearly a month since i last blogged :D hehex. been busy. and there hasn't been much to blog about anyway-_-&lt;br /&gt;but i'll do a brief recap anyway :D&lt;br /&gt;hmm. last week i came back from Tokyo :D damn fun. did nothing but shop all day for 5 days! :P but i stayed home one day to work. so you can't say i slacked off :P hehe. anyway. i was there during the akihabara stabbing! :O (well, using the term 'there' loosely. i was one block away eating soba, then i walked over less than 5 mins after it happened :X). saw all the dead bodies. would've been cooler and more traumatic if i'd believed it was real and not a simulation. which i did -_- so we were just like "hmm. nothing much to see here. let's visit that store!" and we walked off to shop -_- we only found out it was real the next day, when my DOCTOR, of all people, msged my father -_- oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. other than that, nothing much signiificant happened. other than me spending a bomb :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;anyway. after that, came back, and study study study-_-&lt;br /&gt;so called. been too busy doing alllllll my tuition homework to do much else :X&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i just changed the music! :D (finally :X)&lt;br /&gt;UVERworld!!! ^^ my current absolute FAVE band of all time! :D hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-2716224490961201225?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/2716224490961201225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=2716224490961201225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/2716224490961201225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/2716224490961201225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/06/long-time-no-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-1298905238661292552</id><published>2008-05-27T11:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T18:00:58.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytd was chinese Os.&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;k, actually it wasn't that bad la. very doable. at least, that's wat i though as i was doing it. happily taking my own sweet time to leisurely write out everything somemore. then....at the end...when i compared ans with everyone (for paper 2)...&lt;br /&gt;OMG EVERYTHING WAS DIFFERENT!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;fail fail fail&lt;br /&gt;k, hopefully not fail. probably a C5 or 6. but. but. i need my B4!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;sighs. oh wells. no use moping about tat now. cuz it's OVER~! ^^ no more studying chinese! whoopee!!&lt;br /&gt;k, except for oral and ting li. but nvm. those are the un-study-ables :P&lt;br /&gt;anyways. it's the JUNE HOLS~! ^^V yay!&lt;br /&gt;well, so called. it's not much of a holiday. 2 more weeks of studying with no school distractions. wow. what a holiday-.-&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for nov 13(my last O level paper :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-1298905238661292552?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/1298905238661292552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=1298905238661292552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1298905238661292552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1298905238661292552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/05/chinese-os.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-8527245990149170939</id><published>2008-05-18T01:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:20:35.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa i loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeachhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sorry. my brand new addiction :D hahhaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and the reason why im blogging about this is cuz im so bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;here's the new love of my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201394840328536738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SC8RDJJVAqI/AAAAAAAAABk/EF8SIRimLso/s320/n12126228_33271362_6666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;KUROSAKI ICHIGO!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(that's the orange-haired guy at the top btw)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205088446110438066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SDwwXS7nErI/AAAAAAAAABs/DffjeoJ5iBg/s320/BLEACH___Ichigo__s_bankai_by_yanimator.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*screams : so coooooool!* :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;love him love him love him ^^ haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-8527245990149170939?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/8527245990149170939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=8527245990149170939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8527245990149170939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8527245990149170939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-addiction.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02RnWWNoR4A/SC8RDJJVAqI/AAAAAAAAABk/EF8SIRimLso/s72-c/n12126228_33271362_6666.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7067122328473456729.post-5182823209244411404</id><published>2008-05-16T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T18:01:22.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. let's just say ... im shutting up about my marks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-5182823209244411404?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/5182823209244411404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=5182823209244411404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/5182823209244411404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/5182823209244411404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/05/marks.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-1605548833322473036</id><published>2008-05-09T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T20:09:09.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again! :D</title><content type='html'>hello! i just thought of lots of stuff to blog about! :D so here i am :P&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: it's gonna be a bit boring. so leave if you must. i just feel like rambling on about something now :D&lt;br /&gt;anyway. A Maths paper today was horrible horrible horrible. haha. all the papers started going majorly downhill from Chinese onwards (Tuesday. thrid day of MYEs-_-). like, after Chinese, i was like "that was the worst paper of the week." . Then came Wednesday. Bio. then i was like "no, chinese wasn't the worst, THIS is the worst paper of the week." . then came Chem on Thursday and i changed my mind...and then came today. which was DEFINITELY the worst paper of the week.&lt;br /&gt;gahhh im gonna die. i've kissed my A1 and bid it a farewell (actually i did that like at the 2nd qn of today's paper-_-). gosh, i've waved my &lt;strong&gt;C6&lt;/strong&gt; away and wished it a good trip! im welcoming any Ds though, if im lucky&lt;br /&gt;stupid edna mode. set the paper so hard. it's all her fault&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;so here's the list of still-have-hopes and the hopelesses:&lt;br /&gt;English : if Mrs Koh isn't the one marking the paper, i think i have hope for a B3&lt;br /&gt;Chinese : hello D7&lt;br /&gt;E Maths : hopefully can get like...a B4 at least? *crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;A Maths : *waves* hi F9&lt;br /&gt;Lit : I NEED TO GET AN A2 and i might if im reeeeally reeeeally lucky. but more chance of a B3/4 i think-_-&lt;br /&gt;EGeog/SS : Egeog i can hope for a pass. hoping for my SS to pull me up to a B3 :D&lt;br /&gt;Bio : C5 (at the most) here i come&lt;br /&gt;Chem : HELLOOO C6!!! or D7. it all depends on my luck&lt;br /&gt;oh wait! i can still depend on MCQ to pull my chem up! and Bio too :D bio MCQ was fun :P chem is yet to come :D&lt;br /&gt;somebody just kill me. im gonna get like 30 points or something-_-and i VOWED to like get at least 4 As this term last term! who was i kidding???&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. shall not dwell on thos subject. i am determined to enjoy myself this weekend.im gonna watch my cousin's movie (my new cousin. as in my original cousin just married him so i've got a new cousin :D i missed their wedding to get shitty marks! -_- but anw, he acted in a movie once, which is so cool :D) and go shopping!! SHOPPING!! :D&lt;br /&gt;ok. back to reading manga :D&lt;br /&gt;-end of post-&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. it turned out to be long anyway-_- the post i mean. for today :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-1605548833322473036?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/1605548833322473036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=1605548833322473036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1605548833322473036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1605548833322473036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-again-d.html' title='hello again! :D'/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-1248547379495168222</id><published>2008-05-09T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T13:44:03.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MID YEEEARSSS</title><content type='html'>the mid years are almost-officially over!!!! only one more MCQ paper (chem) to go but who cares about that?? :D&lt;br /&gt;okay, not tat im not intending to study. i do, but only on sunday :D i shall be playing today and tomorrow :P&lt;br /&gt;anw. the mid years were "okay". as in like i found about...half the papers i did doable? the rest were H-O-R-R-I-B-L-E!!!!!! and today's a maths paper beat the lot by a mile in terms of horrible-ness-_-but whatever. shall not dwell on it. i intend to PLAY PLAY PLAY until sunday :P hehx. k, not that hard, but go for some intense R and R :P&lt;br /&gt;and amazing! this is the end of my post! and i didn't make any effort to shorten it! yea! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-1248547379495168222?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/1248547379495168222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=1248547379495168222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1248547379495168222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1248547379495168222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/05/mid-yeeearsss.html' title='MID YEEEARSSS'/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-8132660746206094854</id><published>2008-04-27T14:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T14:58:28.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREWED</title><content type='html'>okay this is just gonna be a quickie post cuz i shud be studying now but something possessed me to come online suddenly and download a CD. so i decided to shun bian update :D&lt;br /&gt;this week was okay. flew by like *whoosh* that. i have less than a week to midyears now and I'VE STILL GOT SO MUCH STUDYING TO DO.&lt;br /&gt;screwed mann. screwed screwed screwed.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever. the main highlights of the week were no fan/ air con day (UGH) and ORAL. both chinese and english. chinese was horrible. i like totally blanked out after i studied soo much on the stupid huan bao shit and it actually came out. so annoying and stupid-_- but english was okay. i got mrs gail...augusten/chew, i have no idea. anyways. she was quite nice. couldn't really read her body language, nor did she give me any feedback, but i think i did okay. i hope i did okay :X and i hope she didn't realise i was blabbering about the 'night at the museum' museum when she asked me about any museums i've visited and i had to pick THAT ONE out of all of the options i had -_- oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. anything else? not really. but i shall list all the stuffs i have studied, have yet to study :&lt;br /&gt;1. Bio: out of the 17 chps i have, i have only managed a mere 4. that leaves 13&lt;br /&gt;2. A Maths: 20 chps to study: only done... 5. 15 to go&lt;br /&gt;3. Chem: erm. i don't even know how many chps i have to study, but either ways, i've only done one or something-_-&lt;br /&gt;4. E Maths: NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;5. Lit: NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;6. EGeog: NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;7. SS: half of ONE CHP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is why i am so so doomed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-8132660746206094854?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/8132660746206094854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=8132660746206094854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8132660746206094854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8132660746206094854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/04/screwed.html' title='SCREWED'/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-7704680510450867621</id><published>2008-04-16T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T14:49:21.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NE Quiz..</title><content type='html'>hello! im in the sch lab now doing NE Quiz -_- i wanna go hoome. zzz&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;btw, this is a personal message to DENYCE CHUA and NICOLETTE LIN :D :&lt;br /&gt;stop spamming me! :P&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. nothing much to say. yeaterday me and denyce toured singapore and walked from funan centre to SUNTEC -___-&lt;br /&gt;guess who's idea? :D&lt;br /&gt;k la not all hers&lt;br /&gt;starting NE Quiz now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-7704680510450867621?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/7704680510450867621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=7704680510450867621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7704680510450867621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/7704680510450867621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/04/ne-quiz.html' title='NE Quiz..'/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-2074804639161101705</id><published>2008-04-12T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T17:32:09.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>officially a non GB-ian! (almost)</title><content type='html'>hello!! GB SEC FOUR FAREWELL WAS YESTERDAY!!!!!!!!WHOOOOOOOOOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the drastic mood change from the last post btw. went to malaysia and back already (duh) and yea. the funeral wasn't a very sad occasion, cuz we're (meaning me and my relatives) are quite sure my grandmother went to heaven even though she wasn't a Christian cuz they saw her reading the Bible plus other stuff that happened (: so yea. it was quite happy ^^ plus, i got to finally see my cousin again after god knows how long AND my future cousin! (my cousin's getting married, so that would mean i met her fiance) i tell you, they're so funny together. i had a permanent stitch or something, but whatever. i got to see my uncles and auntie too ^^ and granduncles and grandaunties. it was like the first time i met half of them or something-_- one of them looks EXACTLY like elmer-fudd. you know, from looney tunes? hahaha so cute la pls! no offence intended:X&lt;br /&gt;sighs. had so much fun in malaysia ): oh wells&lt;br /&gt;anyway. back to the point. NO MORE GB FOREVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ^^ haha. yesterday was the BEST GB meeting EVER!! so fun! except for the part where we totally screwed up the dwarf performance part. but other than tat. our shirts were so cool :D haha. and the hats were so cute. too bad the performance sucked :X&lt;br /&gt;and then after that went to pizza hut to eat with denyce and malar and isabella and sabrina. first time i've gone out PROPERLY with sabrina :P&lt;br /&gt;okay, not much to say. gonna end my post now :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-2074804639161101705?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/2074804639161101705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=2074804639161101705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/2074804639161101705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/2074804639161101705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/04/officially-non-gb-ian-almost.html' title='officially a non GB-ian! (almost)'/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-4877193947264487126</id><published>2008-04-06T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T15:03:46.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo</title><content type='html'>sorry. been a while since i last blogged (a week, but whatever).gosh. my life's been like so hectic for the past few days. and now tomorrow im off to malaysia. to see off my grandmother. so called 'see off'. my last farewell ): the shock hasn't quite set in yet. haven't had a good breakdown or whatever. i can feel it coming though. let's just pray it doesn't happen in school.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i've got this strange feeling of foreboding about the trip to malaysia. like. i dunno. something bad's gonna happen&lt;br /&gt;touch wood touch wood.&lt;br /&gt;gahhh. hate this feeling. normally it comes true. had this same feeling when i was saying goodbye to my grandmother the last time i saw her. the same feeling too during my last visit to my grandfather when he was alive.&lt;br /&gt;can't get rid of it.&lt;br /&gt;i can't take anymore grief!! no more, please, God.&lt;br /&gt;my hair too-.- keep stressing about it. i cut my hair yesterday and i look odd. or maybe it just takes some getting used to. but! still. it's weird-ish. more used to it now though. it's actually more practical. doesn't get into my face as much.&lt;br /&gt;it still doesn't help this stupid feeling.&lt;br /&gt;i need to distract myself. shall go and download songs into my iPod now. i shouldn't mope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-4877193947264487126?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/4877193947264487126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=4877193947264487126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4877193947264487126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/4877193947264487126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/04/emo.html' title='emo'/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-1254279155686342399</id><published>2008-03-30T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T21:33:41.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy~</title><content type='html'>okay, nothing much to say today. just wanna say a few words:&lt;br /&gt;1. the Queen Musical is damn nice :D haha the hippy guy is ultra funny&lt;br /&gt;2. i got my new iPod today! ^^ so happy :D it's the iPod Classic. my old iPod has officially been laid to rest. Farewell and God bless, my faithful iPod :')&lt;br /&gt;3. i finally found my Jonas Brothers' CD! ^^ after visiting god knows how many stores to find it. and the best thing is... i didn't have to pay for it! ^^ hahaha&lt;br /&gt;4. my feet have officially died cuz i was stupid enough to wear new shoes today and so my poor feet are riddled with blisters-_- im like some mummy-girl now, my feet are covered in plasters&lt;br /&gt;yup, that would be all^^&lt;br /&gt;i think this is the only way for me to keep my posts short : point form-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-1254279155686342399?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/1254279155686342399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=1254279155686342399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1254279155686342399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1254279155686342399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy.html' title='happy~'/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-8501029745129775482</id><published>2008-03-29T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T20:58:31.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>WOW. that was a long post. :P my apologies. just like to let you know in advance: you may skip it, it mostly consists of my blabberings. not exaggerating&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-8501029745129775482?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/8501029745129775482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=8501029745129775482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8501029745129775482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/8501029745129775482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/03/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-9203241712431668924</id><published>2008-03-29T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T21:01:07.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! ^^ yesterday was sports day so im gonna bitch+laugh about that for a while :P&lt;br /&gt;erm. okay at first it was quite bad cuz we choped the top row seats. i purposely went early just to do that -_- (actually in the end i arrived like only 10 mins before the thing started or something thanks to traffic-.- but whatever. the point is that i WOKE UP EARLY) and theeen... the moronic teachers told the &lt;em&gt;secondary sch students to move to the bottom&lt;/em&gt; so that the &lt;em&gt;primary sch kiddies could sit at the top. &lt;/em&gt;like hello? han't it always been the custom to let the sec sch girls sit at the top? i was bullied to the bottom too in pri sch. had to sit in the sun for 5 bloody hours-.- and come sec sch, i had to do it all over again!? wth! so annoying. so in the end ended up sitting around the middle (k la, it wasn't so bad. the sun was gone by around 10+ -.- still. it meant 3 hours+ of roasting. and the worst part is... in the end i wasn't even any tanner than before! WTH). sat behind these sec ones who weren't very enthu, but that's forgivable. the annoying part is that one of their little lee house frens came over while we were at the milo truck and happily danced all over our pinafores or something-_- k, not mine, and there weren't that many foorprints, but the point is SHE STEPPED ON THEM&lt;br /&gt;okay. that's enough bitching. the overall, sports' day was actually quite okay. me+sab+shir+pam+mich were like the most enthu of the section or something, we were screaming like shit. haha, gave the sec 1s a shock :P and, here comes the miracle:&lt;br /&gt;i ran 1 round for dodsworth during the mass run!:OO gasp! isn't that amazing?? haha. im amazed at myself :P&lt;br /&gt;but anyways. in the end dodsworth only got sec sch champion ): so sad. i thought we'd win. but whatever. the results were like the same as last year and probably the year before too, so i shoudn't be surprised-_-&lt;br /&gt;hmm. then after that went to suntec with denyce and baoru. ate at seoul garden. i like grilling chicken :D then went on the bag hunt. god that took so long. i finally got my bag in the end though (: myuk one. quite nice ^^ going with denyce to get her bag soon :P her mission turned out unsuccessful ): oh well&lt;br /&gt;ok. that's the end of my life story of 28/3/2008. now i shall talk about my day today!&lt;br /&gt;haha i realise i really am very luo suo. my lit and english papers all say so. gosh, even my e maths homework says so! -_-but whatever. nothing much happened anyway. i was just gonna say that arron is seriously super cute. look at this quote :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Epop: What are the things that you are most afraid of?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WZ: Losing someone close to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jiro: Falling asleep while riding the bike! Once I felt tired while riding and doze off. The bike was crashing into the roadside, it was really scary!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calvin: Unable to control the future time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aaron: Cockroaches, I feel that it’s scary.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hahaha!! omg, so funny! it's like, all the members; answers are so profound, then come arron, "the thing i fear most is cockroaches." HAHAHAHA OMG SO FURNEE!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's another one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Epop: Which song do you like in the album?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WZ: Xin Wo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jiro: I like song with more rhythm and my favourite heavy metal so I’ll pick ‘Chu Shen Ru Hua’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calvin: Xin Wo. When you listen it’s very relaxed and happy plus it’s easy to pick-up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aaron: TiAMo, that’s the song I sang with Liu Li Yang.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thick-skin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Epop: Which MV did you guys had the hardest time filming?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WZ: ‘Xin Li You Shu’, because we woke up at 4am for a shooting in Mongolia, after that we rushed back to Taiwan immediately, it was really tiring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jiro: I feel that it’s ‘Xin Li You Shu’ too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calvin: ‘Bu Hui Ai’, although I had kissing scene with the female lead but in the end my whole body was injured while carrying her, it was really tiring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aaron: ‘Chu Shen Ru Hua’, I guess. Because I injured my legs then so I had to act like I was kidnapped. I was tied to the chair for really long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lolssss... dunno why, but i found this one super funny too. "i sat for such a long time in the chair, so tiring" hahahaha. and all the other's were talking about them running around the place and here comes arron saying that he was so tired sitting. lols that's just so cute (: haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's all ^^ last pint to add :&lt;br /&gt;im excited for tmr! ^^ cuz then i think i'll most likely buy my new iPod!! ^^ (my old one died ): so sad. the funeral's tomorrow, btw, people. it'll be at my house, in my room, at 5.00pm. the ceremony will consist of me putting back my iPod very respectfully into its box. i might do a speech. all are welcome)&lt;br /&gt;that would be all :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-9203241712431668924?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/9203241712431668924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=9203241712431668924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/9203241712431668924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/9203241712431668924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-yesterday-was-sports-day-so-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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-7067122328473456729.post-1991331520279954721</id><published>2008-03-22T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:44:30.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the anime SUCKS</title><content type='html'>okay, i just finished watching the fruits basket anime, and...&lt;br /&gt;THE ENDING SUCKS LIKE SHIT!!!AS DO THE SCRIPTWRITERS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;they totally ruined the 2nd best scene of the entire series!T_T warped it beyond recognition!&lt;br /&gt;and plus they sorta concluded-didn't conclude? they totally changed the ending from the manga. they resolved one conflict. but it ended at like...volume 8 or something. out of 23! that'snot a conclusion!&lt;br /&gt;and another thing to be pissed off by. i spent god knows how long on amazon.com looking for MND guides (as recommended by koh ee lin) and then somemore time picking out the sellers (to buy the books from) and then i painstakingly typed out all my particulars (k, not exactly painstakingly, since there actually wan't much, but you get what i mean-_-) and then i click continue, only to find out.... that...&lt;br /&gt;THEY CAN'T EVEN SHIP IT TO SINGAPORE!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WTH???????????????&lt;br /&gt;so irritating-.-&lt;br /&gt;but there. im done venting (this all k** e* l**'s fault!! waste my time)&lt;br /&gt;done^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7067122328473456729-1991331520279954721?l=dancinginthefields.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/feeds/1991331520279954721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7067122328473456729&amp;postID=1991331520279954721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1991331520279954721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7067122328473456729/posts/default/1991331520279954721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancinginthefields.blogspot.com/2008/03/anime-sucks.html' title='the anime SUCKS'/><author><name>Arielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17860008155953913891</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>
