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Tooting on her pitch pipe, gushing about Nick Jonas, and crying at movies are her loves. Whenever you need someone to stare at for laughing inappropriately she’ll be there. Shouts in the night are probably her sleeptalking. She’ll pull pranks with you any day(: </div> <br/> <div class="text"><br/> <div align="center"> <b><font size="5">heeey.</font></b><br> <p>  <div id="cboxdiv" style="text-align: center; line-height: 0"> <div><iframe frameborder="0" width="150" height="305" src="http://www7.cbox.ws/box/?boxid=241223&boxtag=mm5lw5&sec=main" marginheight="2" marginwidth="2" scrolling="auto" allowtransparency="yes" name="cboxmain" style="border:#FFFFFF 1px solid;" id="cboxmain"></iframe></div> <div><iframe frameborder="0" width="150" height="75" src="http://www7.cbox.ws/box/?boxid=241223&boxtag=mm5lw5&sec=form" marginheight="2" marginwidth="2" scrolling="no" allowtransparency="yes" name="cboxform" style="border:#FFFFFF 1px solid;border-top:0px" id="cboxform"></iframe></div> </div>  <td width='3px'></td> <td valign='top'> <br> <div id="main"> <div class="text"> <div class="header1">Thursday, September 10</div> <div style="clear:both;"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZHNU9jXs-osK7TqApJ5tnmzxlIhGHPqqJhk3LADxbuv9j9MfnQuPxptvoQOlaPp-QN0ebU9Mot8C8FBTKEl7RrtcWZ962FfxgjSYiZDE_VdLqC16Rj01a_aLZwGRieWu06oAa1_iqsiU/s1600-h/panda+ear+buddies.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379725760990375186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZHNU9jXs-osK7TqApJ5tnmzxlIhGHPqqJhk3LADxbuv9j9MfnQuPxptvoQOlaPp-QN0ebU9Mot8C8FBTKEl7RrtcWZ962FfxgjSYiZDE_VdLqC16Rj01a_aLZwGRieWu06oAa1_iqsiU/s320/panda+ear+buddies.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#993399;"><span style="color:#33cc00;"> AREN'T THEY THE CUTEST THINGS EVER</span><span style="color:#33ff33;">.</span><br /><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="left">I overslept for choir yesterday by like, fifteen minutes but it didn't matter because my octet had to come an hour early and teehee I get allowances. Gwen wasn't singing so she sat with me and we basically gossiped about Gossip Girl and NATENATENATE. Oh then it was Ellissa's birthday and she had booked pizzahut for sixteen people at bukit timah plaza. The office lady loaned me a wheelchair heh my name is all over the borrowing sheet. Yannting wheeled me to the bus stop where we took a handicapped bus. Haha I just realised that that sounds really funny, like the bus is missing a wheel or something. <em>The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round, round and round..</em><br /><br />Sorry. We missed BTP by one stop and when they were wheeling me up the slope the right leg rest fell off. I already broke the left one the last time I borrowed it so it's kind of scraping the floor if you push too hard. I think the lady is going to be seriously pissed.<br /><br />The lasagna that Yannting and I were sharing was the last to come. I think I could have grown a beard and an eleventh toe by the time it came. The waiters were so snooby. That's my new word for snobby. It's like snobby but with an extra O to omg. Anyway then I was trying to make myself cry out of boredom and admiring how my skin shimmers (HAHA YANNTINGGG!). Elissa's grandmother baked this get-diabetes-it's-so-sweet pecan cake that I could not taste any pecaness in. I think that's gramatically wrong. The sentence not the cake, I mean :/<br /><br />Then Siying and I were late back and we got scolded by Miss Tham(s). And then it turned out Yannting, Maria and Alison were even later back because Yann left her phone on the table. I don't know what punishment they're going to make me do seeing as I can't do squats. Hmm. Weightlifting?<br /><br />My mummy picked me up after choir and I had this sudden craving for Paddle Pop and Scott's Emulsion. You know, the spiral rainbow ice cream and the cod liver oil thing. I made her drop at a petrol kiosk but they had neither)): I had a cornetto instead.<br /><br />Singapore Idol: The Piano Show 2 was boring me after I watched like, three contestants. Duane, the earring guy with a brother, and the woman who sang JT's What goes around comes around. I cannot stand her hand gestures gahhh so I watched UP instead. I now rank it second on my Most Cried Movies list. The first being Titanic, of course. I think I used about six tissues I was blubbing the entire movie, right through the credits. Then I finished reading Eclipse in the wee hours of the morning. WEE. Heh, don't get me wrong, but I think Eclipse is the best book so far. I probably would have cried if I hadn't emptied my tear sacs already.<br /><br />I woke up at nine because I had stupid tuition. Then after that Danielle and I had this long, meaningless chat about how after exercising and eating right you still die. That sounds emo but it's not if you're laughing at how funny it is >< </div><div align="left"><br />Adam Young is currently the awesomest singer around. (cough, theotheradamtoo cough) He has a hush puppy face but his tone is like, wow. I <span style="color:#ff6666;">♥</span> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oaynbd-lH8E&feature=related"><span style="color:#33cc00;">The Saltwater Room</span></a> (click!):<br /></div><div align="left"><b></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">I opened my eyes last night and saw you in the low light<br />Walking down by the bay, on the shore,<br />Staring up at the planes that aren't there anymore<br />I was feeling the night grow old and you were looking so cold<br />Like an introvert, I drew my overshirt<br />Around my arms and began to shiver violently before<br />You happened to look and see the tunnels all around me<br />Running into the dark underground<br />All the subways around create a great sound<br />To my motion fatigue: farewell<br />With your ear to a seashell<br />You can hear the waves in underwater caves<br />As if you actually were inside a saltwater room<br /><br />Time together is just never quite enough<br />When you and I are alone, I've never felt so at home<br />What will it take to make or break this hint of love?<br />We need time, only time<br /><br />When we're apart whatever are you thinking of?<br />If this is what I call home, why does it feel so alone?<br />So tell me darling, do you wish we'd fall in love?<br />All the time, all the time<br /><br />Can you believe that the crew has gone and wouldn't let me sign on?<br />All my islands have sunk in the deep,<br />So I can hardly relax or even oversleep<br />I feel as if I were home some night<br />When we count all the ship lights<br />I guess we'll never know why sparrows love the snow<br />We'll turn off all of the lights and set this ballroom aglow.<br /></div></span><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;"></div></span></b><div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div> </div> <br> </div> <br> </div></div> <div id="me" style="display: none"> <div class="text"><div class="header1">don't let the petals fall</div><br/> i 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style="display: none"> <div class="text"> <div class="header1">Thursday, September 10</div> <div style="clear:both;"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZHNU9jXs-osK7TqApJ5tnmzxlIhGHPqqJhk3LADxbuv9j9MfnQuPxptvoQOlaPp-QN0ebU9Mot8C8FBTKEl7RrtcWZ962FfxgjSYiZDE_VdLqC16Rj01a_aLZwGRieWu06oAa1_iqsiU/s1600-h/panda+ear+buddies.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379725760990375186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZHNU9jXs-osK7TqApJ5tnmzxlIhGHPqqJhk3LADxbuv9j9MfnQuPxptvoQOlaPp-QN0ebU9Mot8C8FBTKEl7RrtcWZ962FfxgjSYiZDE_VdLqC16Rj01a_aLZwGRieWu06oAa1_iqsiU/s320/panda+ear+buddies.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#993399;"><span style="color:#33cc00;"> AREN'T THEY THE CUTEST THINGS EVER</span><span style="color:#33ff33;">.</span><br /><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="left">I overslept for choir yesterday by like, fifteen minutes but it didn't matter because my octet had to come an hour early and teehee I get allowances. Gwen wasn't singing so she sat with me and we basically gossiped about Gossip Girl and NATENATENATE. Oh then it was Ellissa's birthday and she had booked pizzahut for sixteen people at bukit timah plaza. The office lady loaned me a wheelchair heh my name is all over the borrowing sheet. Yannting wheeled me to the bus stop where we took a handicapped bus. Haha I just realised that that sounds really funny, like the bus is missing a wheel or something. <em>The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round, round and round..</em><br /><br />Sorry. We missed BTP by one stop and when they were wheeling me up the slope the right leg rest fell off. I already broke the left one the last time I borrowed it so it's kind of scraping the floor if you push too hard. I think the lady is going to be seriously pissed.<br /><br />The lasagna that Yannting and I were sharing was the last to come. I think I could have grown a beard and an eleventh toe by the time it came. The waiters were so snooby. That's my new word for snobby. It's like snobby but with an extra O to omg. Anyway then I was trying to make myself cry out of boredom and admiring how my skin shimmers (HAHA YANNTINGGG!). Elissa's grandmother baked this get-diabetes-it's-so-sweet pecan cake that I could not taste any pecaness in. I think that's gramatically wrong. The sentence not the cake, I mean :/<br /><br />Then Siying and I were late back and we got scolded by Miss Tham(s). And then it turned out Yannting, Maria and Alison were even later back because Yann left her phone on the table. I don't know what punishment they're going to make me do seeing as I can't do squats. Hmm. Weightlifting?<br /><br />My mummy picked me up after choir and I had this sudden craving for Paddle Pop and Scott's Emulsion. You know, the spiral rainbow ice cream and the cod liver oil thing. I made her drop at a petrol kiosk but they had neither)): I had a cornetto instead.<br /><br />Singapore Idol: The Piano Show 2 was boring me after I watched like, three contestants. Duane, the earring guy with a brother, and the woman who sang JT's What goes around comes around. I cannot stand her hand gestures gahhh so I watched UP instead. I now rank it second on my Most Cried Movies list. The first being Titanic, of course. I think I used about six tissues I was blubbing the entire movie, right through the credits. Then I finished reading Eclipse in the wee hours of the morning. WEE. Heh, don't get me wrong, but I think Eclipse is the best book so far. I probably would have cried if I hadn't emptied my tear sacs already.<br /><br />I woke up at nine because I had stupid tuition. Then after that Danielle and I had this long, meaningless chat about how after exercising and eating right you still die. That sounds emo but it's not if you're laughing at how funny it is >< </div><div align="left"><br />Adam Young is currently the awesomest singer around. (cough, theotheradamtoo cough) He has a hush puppy face but his tone is like, wow. I <span style="color:#ff6666;">♥</span> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oaynbd-lH8E&feature=related"><span style="color:#33cc00;">The Saltwater Room</span></a> (click!):<br /></div><div align="left"><b></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;">I opened my eyes last night and saw you in the low light<br />Walking down by the bay, on the shore,<br />Staring up at the planes that aren't there anymore<br />I was feeling the night grow old and you were looking so cold<br />Like an introvert, I drew my overshirt<br />Around my arms and began to shiver violently before<br />You happened to look and see the tunnels all around me<br />Running into the dark underground<br />All the subways around create a great sound<br />To my motion fatigue: farewell<br />With your ear to a seashell<br />You can hear the waves in underwater caves<br />As if you actually were inside a saltwater room<br /><br />Time together is just never quite enough<br />When you and I are alone, I've never felt so at home<br />What will it take to make or break this hint of love?<br />We need time, only time<br /><br />When we're apart whatever are you thinking of?<br />If this is what I call home, why does it feel so alone?<br />So tell me darling, do you wish we'd fall in love?<br />All the time, all the time<br /><br />Can you believe that the crew has gone and wouldn't let me sign on?<br />All my islands have sunk in the deep,<br />So I can hardly relax or even oversleep<br />I feel as if I were home some night<br />When we count all the ship lights<br />I guess we'll never know why sparrows love the snow<br />We'll turn off all of the lights and set this ballroom aglow.<br /></div></span><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;"></div></span></b><div style="clear:both; padding-bottom:0.25em"></div> </div> <br> </div> </div> </td> </body> </html>