<?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-34794129</id><updated>2011-11-16T20:54:39.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beaver bandette</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>123</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-6618423851509976974</id><published>2010-12-01T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T00:01:32.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello i'm attempting to un-deaden this blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st dec 2010, 12.01am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-6618423851509976974?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/6618423851509976974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=6618423851509976974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6618423851509976974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6618423851509976974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-im-attempting-to-un-deaden-this.html' title=''/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-8932584291946682904</id><published>2010-09-13T15:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T15:55:22.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mehhhh i really let my blog die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-8932584291946682904?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/8932584291946682904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=8932584291946682904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8932584291946682904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8932584291946682904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2010/09/mehhhh-i-really-let-my-blog-die.html' title=''/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-695622398328149976</id><published>2010-01-16T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T00:33:56.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause when you're</title><content type='html'>sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a great day, I feel really loved by so many people, everyone who wished me happy birthday in one way or another, THANK YOU! (: You’ve made my dayyy really :D Really appreciated the well wishes the cards and the gifts (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well I guess many unexpected people or like people i’ve drifted apart from since last year remembered my birthday which makes it even more (: thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, it was a pretty good day but after the briefing at the pavilion it was just O: and gandong-ing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaoz Joz Sherylz Jinghuizzzzzzzzz [Estherzzz] (and the two random Sec Ones...) XIEXIENIMEN (: HAHA it felt like a clumsily executed surprise plan HAHAHA but it made me really happy and touched all the same. Like it’s the effort that you know :D Maybe don’t get Joanne to be the one who has to try to keep the secret. On the way down to the canteen, she told me, “Eh, act normal ah.” And i was all ??? and then she was like oh sorry that was supposed to be a note to myself i didn’t realise I said it out loud! Haha :D Oh love the orange too btw. I think I put it in my fridge with the candle still there. And jinghui thanks for buying the cake ah. :D oh joanne, i’m still trying to figure out how to open the Kai’en’s Kookies jar. It looks very tempting. I’ve been trying all day. Oh well anyway. wo ai ni men (: and Charlotte! I’m glad I didn’t get a funeral photo of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then brasses+perc (thought i really needed to mention these people- Amanda, Emily, Deborah, Yujia, Bingrui!)!! Aw love you guys too. Haha it was really a nice surprise (a better kept one too HAHAHA) and i was really gandonged and because I wasn’t expecting it! And attempting to sing a completely foreign wuyuetian song :P Thanks so much ((: FYI bingrui your “i’m changing because i have roleplay in jap later” excuse was completely see through. HAHA. And wyt omgg i love the DVD :D Now I just have the video to look forward to. Uhm. Actually I would rather it be destroyed forever and ever. Haha and thanks for going through all the trouble ah :D Amanda you got think of bringing paper plates somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Emily, thanks for the Chip&amp;Dale thing/Tigger thing! Haha it was so sweet that you tried to include everything i said HAHA :D your purple glitter incident was realy super pong. And Deb haha I never get sick of Naruto stuff, how can!? And thanks for the card it’s really cute omg :D Except the edges of the star keeps coming out &gt;&lt; Yixian! Thanks for the note and haha your birthday letter opening is really....HAHA. And haha your interesting “birthday present” HAHA :P Oh and Shelley thanks for the present too! Haha it’s really useful I think I really needed one! For mugging (pun not intended) :D Sheryl(ZX) HAHA YES I’VE SEEN YIWYE’S BAND FILE. Thanks for the note it was really sweet. (: Haha yujia...HAHA I WAS TOUCHED TOO LA. It’s the thought that counts. I’m a humblegirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was really awesome (okay yesterday by now) and i’m realllyyyy reallyyyy gandonged, so, thanksss everyone (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha and Kelly your flipbook is the pro-ness man! Thanks :D Did your mum help you wrap again HAHA.The wrapping is so not you. And YiWye! Who says I’ll neglect your present! I never okay! It’s very cute and it’s sitting on my desk. And i’ll use your keychain for my handphone :D And Yuqing, thanks for the really cute duck I really wasn’t expecting it (: And Joan! Thanks for the really cute card haha I still think it’s really cute I can’t get over it :D oh Liting! Thanks for the really pretty card the colours are so pretty omg!! Really :D Thanks so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I didn’t miss anyone out I’m really tired if i did i’ll continue this tomorrow haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really sweet sixteenth. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi at 12.32am, Saturday, 16th January 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-695622398328149976?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/695622398328149976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=695622398328149976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/695622398328149976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/695622398328149976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2010/01/cause-when-youre.html' title='cause when you&apos;re'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-5486516578592177222</id><published>2010-01-14T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T23:54:47.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause when you're fifteen</title><content type='html'>Hahahhahahahahahahahahahhahahahaa supposed to update but I don't know what to say. This blog has been dead for too long but actually a lot of people's blogs have been dying! Oh well I guess life's been okay and I still have lotsa work to do right now but I'm too distracted haha. Tomorrow will be the last day of the second week, but my tiredness level is like almost maxed out oh dear. There's still such a long way to go! It's okay we'll all survive it. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I have so many thoughts about band now but I really don't know how to put them into proper words. Somehow I have been enjoying band pracs this week, but there have been a number of not so unenjoyable things though. But somehow I feel like it's still a good thing because we'll improve and learn from this and we'll do better, and sometime later we will look back on these as fond memories. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right so. Yeah man I really don't know what to say. Alright last time I'm listening to this song haha-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cause when you're fifteen and&lt;br /&gt;Somebody tells you they love you&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna believe them&lt;br /&gt;And when you're fifteen feeling like&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing to figure out&lt;br /&gt;But count to ten, take it in&lt;br /&gt;This is life before you know&lt;br /&gt;Who you're gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 11.54pm, 14th january 2010, thursday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-5486516578592177222?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/5486516578592177222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=5486516578592177222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5486516578592177222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5486516578592177222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2010/01/cause-when-youre-fifteen.html' title='cause when you&apos;re fifteen'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-3133750977032142667</id><published>2009-11-29T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T00:14:56.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>glow</title><content type='html'>Haha sam, my blog is deader than dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well hello i'm back. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inunion on 26th well  i don't know everyone said it was okay so i guess it was okay, just that it wasn't definitely our best performance (argh imperatrix ): ) and it's our last Inunion i still can't believe it. Well next year we'll be back for Inunion- but as alumni! Time really passes so fast. Anyway great job juniorssss you all did great (: Like just the other day when i was taking the Sec 2 trombones along with my section, well I laughed a lot but I honestly also felt really touched because I feel that they have grown up so much and they are putting their heart and soul into the music, it's a really nice warm fuzzy feeling (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells! I'm at my sister's house now-staying over tonight, and heh it's quite peaceful, actually. (And haha so many old issues of 8 days to read :D ) and we went shopping today to get some new clothes (which I desperately need, I think, for work and all that) and yay it was quite productive! And we ate at some korean place for dinner which reminded of me of You're Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe it ended so fast! ): I'm having very very bad withdrawal symptoms! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hoah it's so late already, I'm going off to read or something. YAY I revived my blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted at 12.14am Sunday 29nov2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-3133750977032142667?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/3133750977032142667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=3133750977032142667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/3133750977032142667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/3133750977032142667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/11/glow.html' title='glow'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-8480309908192577644</id><published>2009-09-25T01:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T01:38:05.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!!!</title><content type='html'>I shouldn't even be here right now but OMG i'm so stupid I fell asleep after dinner and i JUST woke up. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I CANNOT WAIT to get our batch hoodie tomorrow! i don't have to bring my adidas jacket anymore :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a feeble attempt to revive my blog/de-stress myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 1.31am, friday, 25th september 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-8480309908192577644?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/8480309908192577644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=8480309908192577644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8480309908192577644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8480309908192577644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/09/omg.html' title='OMG!!!'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-5282319842676153450</id><published>2009-08-04T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:22:34.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRISIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I HAVE RUN OUT OF LEMON BISCUITS IN MY HOUSE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi at 9.15pm, 4th August 2009, Tuesday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-5282319842676153450?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/5282319842676153450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=5282319842676153450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5282319842676153450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5282319842676153450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/08/crisis.html' title='CRISIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-2317059663850432682</id><published>2009-08-03T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:54:44.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally succumbed to the fluuuu</title><content type='html'>If there's one thing I hate more than going to the dentist, it's taking medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially in the tablet form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's just a stupid mental block which I can't get over but I don't think i'll ever get over it! Argh, it's such a pain to take tablets. I know it's just pop it into your mouth drink some water and swallow and you're done, that sort of thing, which is so simple and people don't even have to think about it, but it's so agnoizing for me! Think i have a phobia or something of some sort because everything I've tried in the past didn't work (banana, rice, bread, water, biscuits, look into the mirror and throw, don't think about it and just eat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, it took 2 lemon biscuits 6 crackers and 2 glasses of water to swallow two tiny tablets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay me! ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I painstakingly cut every tablet into about 12 pieces, and tried to mix it with the biscuit but everything goes down EXCEPT the stupid tablet. So I figured the best alternative I've found so far is to twist open the lemon biscuit, drop the pieces of the tablet into the biscuit and eat it normally. Cause then i won't know where the stupid tablet is. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still tastes bitter like #!)(#@&amp;*$^(@#)&amp;(, because i still chew it, but it's better than nothing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except i got the medicine today, so, 8 more meals to go. Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my brother bought me (a hundred -.-) face masks, which are supposedly made of "bonded fibre fabric".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS TISSUE PAPER, I TELL YOU. In fact maybe it would be better to use tissue paper since it doesn't have the funny smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, NO SCHOOL FOR THREE DAYS! Can't decide whether i'm happy or not because i'll miss filmcluster(again ): ) band career ed (the guardian!!) maths ga and very mafan to hand in chinese pt and all that, but on the bright side i won't have to go for pft and i have more time to do my chinese pt, which i am very thankful for. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i didn't pass my flu (my doctor says it's prolly not h1n1 though O:) to anybody, if i did i'm sorry! ): Especially my piano teacher! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 10.43pm, 03 August 2009, monday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-2317059663850432682?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/2317059663850432682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=2317059663850432682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2317059663850432682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2317059663850432682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally-succumbed-to-fluuuu.html' title='finally succumbed to the fluuuu'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-446162193974377281</id><published>2009-07-27T20:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:04:49.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reindeers and goats</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was an interesting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) worried about geog pt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) did geog pt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) laughed at poor people carrying goats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) stayed up till four&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) found my three "Holly the Moose"s and decided they should be called Wholly, Holy, and Holey instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) learnt that yujia does not actually stay at tuas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...point 6 making me feel particularly cheated. Honestly, for 3 whole years of my life I thought she lives at tuas! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am i going to make it out of chinese pt alive?? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi at 8.56pm, 27th july 2009, monday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-446162193974377281?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/446162193974377281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=446162193974377281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/446162193974377281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/446162193974377281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/07/whee.html' title='reindeers and goats'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-2924518721409789182</id><published>2009-06-26T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:49:41.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post 123!</title><content type='html'>haha 123 reminds me of barney i don't know why hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah today went to sheryl's house with kelly to, -cough-, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do homework&lt;/span&gt;. What actually happened, well, it's not that hard to guess. Met kelly at Outram at 11.11 (:D) and then walked to Chinatown, ate a lot, and walked to sheryl's house! Which was super funny omg :D (I DIDN'T WATCH THE WUYUETIAN CONCERT DVD I'M STILL VERY SAD D: D: D: D: D:) haha i keep thinking about the human pyramid in the dark and i feel like bursting out laughing omg :D then came home for tuition, i think i yawned like 50 times, but at least i didn't feel sleepy. Quite productive, but I'm going to forget everything by tomorrow, confirm one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, if I can remember anything 20 minutes later, I would be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel quite inspired though. Whoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah have to post about last tuesday 16th june went out with ping and pong to watch HANNAH MONTANA 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) the ew cinema (that's, eng wah) was super creepy and empty omg!? We didn't even know if it was the correct theatre -.- Because we were the only people there. I guess that made it even funner, cause, can scream and shout hoho (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LEARNT THE HOEDOWN THROWDOWN! And i was irritating kelly with it today like about 30 times I think. But it's really quite addictive leh (8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then to esplanade, didn't get any work done (what's new) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th june, kim's house for film cluster! :D it was OH MY GOSH -.- grace and i took dunno how many buses it took like two hours to find them please!?! So disastrous but at least filming was :D though our script is seriously ... but haha i think the rain scene is super cool can :D our video is so awesome :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th june, band birthday! (Happy belated 44th birthday RGSSB (: ) It was quite fun heh! Section cooking, omg -.- after i came back from band birthday I got scolded by my maid cause we didn't put aluminium foil in the microwave and it was super hard to clean -.- oh well the rest of it was pretty good, besides the fact that our chicken wings kept running away :D and i swear i don't want to see another broiled chicken wing for the rest of the year -.- i ate so many chicken wings i think i'm going to turn into one soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh band birthday was also when we came up with the dance video idea. bingrui in a chicken suit in a hannah montana wig ftw!! Bingrui and obama masks ftw!! :D HAHA WHY ALL BINGRUI?? Super retarded nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, NYW concert! It was really good :D Aaah! And emily found her shifu O: O: Holy water :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, AAAAAAAAAHHHHH NO MORE HOLIDAYS!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 10.45pm, friday, 26th june 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-2924518721409789182?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/2924518721409789182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=2924518721409789182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2924518721409789182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2924518721409789182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/06/post-123.html' title='post 123!'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-4962869589662333002</id><published>2009-06-11T17:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:22:40.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>batch outing (:</title><content type='html'>Batch outing! Full attendance! :D :D :D It was really awesome haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loaded Perseus into my phone in the morning, then met joanne at kovan station and made our way down to orchard (we were like the only ones that were late, woops &gt;&lt;) then amazing central race! :D It was such a mad rush, but fun all the same :D And the creative questions haha :P The poor people at the information counter had to keep answering our questions. ("Excuse me, do you know where are the minutes of the 9th council meeting!?") and haha the Lucky Prata :P Then went to takashimaya andddd then plaza sing (where we all pretended to eat the log table outside this chinese restaurant omg xD)   Then vivocity, found sherylYN/sherylZX/deborah's ancestor shop and found out the price of the buddha painting heh, then to the sky park place. WHOO WATER :D And POWERPUFF GIRLS FTW! :D We &lt;s&gt;lost&lt;/s&gt; came in second but oh well :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bing and I excused ourselves by saying we were going to the toilet, then it was mad rush for the pandan cake and the spring roll and the potato bread again :P But it was all together very funny hahahaha almost dropped the pandan cake omg (oi we didn't, okay), the potato bread mysteriously disappeared at the cashier O: only to be found later in bingrui's hand (???). Okay la quite successful right :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then lunch, YUMYUM (: And batch dicussion, where we discovered this herd of ants coming for yujia's grass jelly thing which she spilt. Haha. Then more sb phototaking with the orange thing thing. Then, playground! :D Omg the circle photo was so awesome!!! too bad some people left already so it's not a full batch photo ): but the picture is really very nice :D :D :D will upload mine once i can find my camera wire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoooooooooo vivocity really has a lot of nice phototaking spots :D and thennnnnnnnn drinks at short mary gold (okay nvm) which was epic. Quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bingrui: "Eh you know that rubberband, made of rubber one?"&lt;br /&gt;-five seconds of silence-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA :D Then contemplated going into the freezer thingy for one buck at the natgeo place, but they were defrosting or something. And,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bingrui: "Aiyah all these photos very boring leh, all reflection one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...before realising the photo competition is called reflection. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then home, finally don't have to change train muahuaha :D Reached kovan station where we were commenting how the station smells/feels like home :D then at the escalator where i felt someone tap me then i thought it was joanne and i was going to turn around and say a bingrui-whaaaaat then hoah i realised it wasn't joanne it was rebecca who was behind us! O: O: O: Haha got a shock okay x) Heh she was on the same train as us except we didn't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then KFC with joanne, except I didn't eat KFC :P watched this guy outside the glass window holding a picture of a girl and trying to sell something. Then home, but I can't remember much except I was so tired I actually slept before 12! (: And the day ended quite nicely so yeahh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinghui (really enthusiastically): OUR BATCH ITEM IS GOING TO BE EPIC!!&lt;br /&gt;SherylYN/Yiwye:....epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA AND THIS IS SO CLASSIC OMG :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding a date to meet up with my film cluster groupmates, kimberly smsed kelly:&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not going anymore so I'm free anyday! My mum cancelled thanks to swine flu! Anyway day can except tuesday, wed afternoon, thursday and friday and saturday and sunday!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA OMG!!! Whoo okay photos soon, I hope. I like honeydew sago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And EMILY, I'M BORED TOO ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi at 6.12pm, thursday, 11th june 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-4962869589662333002?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/4962869589662333002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=4962869589662333002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4962869589662333002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4962869589662333002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/06/batch-outing.html' title='batch outing (:'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-2905848294138350255</id><published>2009-05-31T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:46:37.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what you need to know about</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SiJRoZbdG_I/AAAAAAAAAXY/4ftKpBHRMhk/s1600-h/how+so+many+things+to+do.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SiJRoZbdG_I/AAAAAAAAAXY/4ftKpBHRMhk/s400/how+so+many+things+to+do.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341921862477487090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-2905848294138350255?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/2905848294138350255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=2905848294138350255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2905848294138350255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2905848294138350255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-you-need-to-know-about.html' title='what you need to know about'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SiJRoZbdG_I/AAAAAAAAAXY/4ftKpBHRMhk/s72-c/how+so+many+things+to+do.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-4063378362770524665</id><published>2009-05-05T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:30:07.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"let's knock mrs._ out"</title><content type='html'>WHYYYY IS PFT &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOMORROW&lt;/span&gt;????!!!! D: D: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 10.25pm, tuesday, 05 may 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;--EMILY        's brain is fried says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i'm going to imagine yamapi at the other end of the standing broad jump mat tmr and see if it really works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-4063378362770524665?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/4063378362770524665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=4063378362770524665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4063378362770524665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4063378362770524665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/05/lets-knock-mrs-out.html' title='&quot;let&apos;s knock mrs._ out&quot;'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-6323842241520470132</id><published>2009-04-25T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T17:22:44.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gah</title><content type='html'>i felt like posting on my lj but i can't remember my password so i couldn't log in, so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm honestly feeling quite pissed off right now because you know sometimes people don't have to right to say something or they don't know enough but they keep asking you to do things their way? and how sometimes you don't have to do anything but you get blamed for everything? and how sometimes people only bother about you when they need you? and how maths exam is on thursday and i think i'll flunk it even though i'm having tuition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavetenshi @ 5.19pm, saturday, 25th april 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-6323842241520470132?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/6323842241520470132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=6323842241520470132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6323842241520470132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6323842241520470132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/04/gah.html' title='gah'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-7751887232901530111</id><published>2009-04-04T18:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T18:47:20.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than anything else in the world</title><content type='html'>Omg I need to grow my fingers like another 2 cm by september or else i cannot play my pieces properly. Dx how!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the people on youtube have like ultra long fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I feel slightly more motivated to practise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi at 4th april 2009, saturday, 6.44pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-7751887232901530111?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/7751887232901530111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=7751887232901530111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7751887232901530111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7751887232901530111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-than-anything-else-in-world.html' title='more than anything else in the world'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-4013465812253232984</id><published>2009-04-01T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:44:04.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rgssb '09-silver</title><content type='html'>Okay I'm not going to say I'm not upset, because I am, I am very very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got the results through the phone I didn't have any reaction, really, just shock, but after a few minutes it started to sink in and...well. It was heartbreaking to see everyone being so supportive and suddenly they crumble... I guess that few hours were one of the most painful hours for me but section dinner made it better I guess, plus I got a lot off my chest. Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The drink spill was scary too though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that I'm home it's starting to get to me again that we got a silver...but it feels different now. Because I have no regrets that I didn't play my best and enjoy myself, I'm sure everyone did and I didn't think that our performance was that bad (screw g) in fact I think it was pretty good considering how scary it was and everything. So fine maybe the syf results weren't the most satisfactory...but syf itself to me was the best (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think there is much reason to be upset over our playing because I think we really did walk off the stage with pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loveee youuuu batchmates section angel mortal and rgssbbbb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And thanks so much (low) yi xian for being so sweet todayyyy (: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh my thoughts are in a mess right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I'm going for a yoga competition tomorrow.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 9.37pm, wednesday, 01 april 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-4013465812253232984?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/4013465812253232984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=4013465812253232984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4013465812253232984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4013465812253232984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/04/rgssb-09-silver.html' title='rgssb &apos;09-silver'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-7777941316191117398</id><published>2009-03-31T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:03:17.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF</title><content type='html'>AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT SCREW UP G&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT SCREW UP G&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT SCREW UP G&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT SCREW UP G&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT SCREW UP G&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT SCREW UP G&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT SCREW UP G&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT SCREW UP G&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT SCREW UP G&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT SCREW UP G&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT SCREW UP G&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT SCREW UP G&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT SCREW UP G&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT SCREW UP G&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT SCREW UP G&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT SCREW UP G&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT SCREW UP G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I just wasted two minutes of my life typing every single line of that out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 9.00pm, tuesday, 31st march 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-7777941316191117398?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/7777941316191117398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=7777941316191117398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7777941316191117398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7777941316191117398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/03/syf.html' title='SYF'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-7920770203682829891</id><published>2009-03-21T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:25:27.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry i ate your choco mints</title><content type='html'>YAY WE GOT IN FOR FILM CLUSTER I'M SO HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KELLYYYY send me the film because my brother is interested (now that he hears that we got in -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i realised...i've been saying a lot things which i regret a lot recently, so i really really should zip up my mouth and keep my thoughts to myself no matter how much i want to say it, because after i say it in a fit of anger i ALWAYS regret after that Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg bingrui what i said about _____ was so meannn i didn't say it okay D: and thanks for being there on ... thursday is it? (: deborah toooo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i had the scariest nightmare last night. Sigh it involved frogs, green bubblegum, heavy rain, war, newspapers and stars, which sounds ridiculous but it was freaking scary ): until i woke up in the middle of the night and went like phewwwwwww it's just a dream but i couldn't sleep after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i can't remember a lot of it, just that i was in my house and everyone was rushing around doing something and i was feeling very scared because i knew i was supposed to do something but i didn't know WHAT and omg D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tireddddddd OH DID YOU SEE THE RAINBOW TODAY (: i was eating at the dunno what place, and suddenly everyone was pointing at the sky and taking pictures, like O.o heehee! and omg the sky was freaking orange! like it was like HOAH whole thing orange SO COOL (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Eh what do you want for you birthday?"&lt;br /&gt;Emily: "Aiya, you don't buy me birthday present also can."&lt;br /&gt;"Sure not!"&lt;br /&gt;"YAH LAH! Do I look like the greedy type who will want presents!?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ye-"&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want to hear the answer!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG in 1/2 an hour there will be TEN days to syf :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 11.26pm, saturday, 21st march 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-7920770203682829891?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/7920770203682829891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=7920770203682829891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7920770203682829891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7920770203682829891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-i-ate-your-choco-mints.html' title='sorry i ate your choco mints'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-2136256966465649500</id><published>2009-03-18T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:39:52.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>did y'all see the sky todayyyyyyy</title><content type='html'>it was so pretty :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just sitting in the car in the morning and feeling super sian and tired till i looked out of the window and i saw this amazing beautiful omg sunrise okay :D and it was so pretty i just had to take out my handphone and quickly send like 5 smses to different people to tell them about it so they could see it too :D (from my sms replies, i could see that most of them were asleep though D: so wastedddddd it was so pretty D:) too bad my camera is in australia right now i couldn't take picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so prettyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why but i feel super super tired physically and mentally from band, i haven't had the energy to do anything at home since monday D: omg byebye homework!!! can forget about finishing it already la! i just come home and crash everyday D: some more yesterday i slept in the master bedroom to look after sophie and she kept waking me up in the middle of the night omg &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my maid was asking me which days she has to wake me up for school, then i told her and she was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Aiyo, what holidays!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which made me super OMGG YEAH ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i mind going back to school because band has been really funnnnn and awesomeee, and as funny as this sounds i love mr oura (: haha i liked band prac a lot on tuesday, i'm sure everyone did :D :D because everyone (or at least i) was putting their heart into it and OMGG turandot was so nice ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha did you see the light flicker in the band room!!! :D i like practising in the band room cos mr oura is closer and can hear him more easily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can play W of turandot properly ._. gah. i'm still having problems reaching it because it's not really v v v high, but it's very long D: staaaaamiiinaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i just ____ ______ ____ and i feel damnnnnnnnnnn bad. ): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band (again) tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm complaining (((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha you know what i kind of wish there was band prac on friday! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;auds today were DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg syf is FOURTEEN days away so soon so sooooon i'm fairly certain i'll get stagefright omg D: D: what if i start to tremble and my throat closes uppppppppppppppppppppppp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 7.36pm, wednesday, 18th march 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-2136256966465649500?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/2136256966465649500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=2136256966465649500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2136256966465649500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2136256966465649500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/03/did-yall-see-sky-todayyyyyyy.html' title='did y&apos;all see the sky todayyyyyyy'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-4427833270298883452</id><published>2009-03-08T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:16:44.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHE'S 1!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SbPN5XeV1DI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Zzaz7TPpGOo/s1600-h/DSC04970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SbPN5XeV1DI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Zzaz7TPpGOo/s400/DSC04970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310814771037459506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOPHIEEE IS ONEEE! Well actually it's tomorrow, but we celebrated it at my sis's condo today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to pump, tie and attach strings to about a hundred helium balloons, which was tiring but worth while because all the little kids were so happily occupied with the balloons. (Okay fine I was fascinated too, which is why I brought a pink one with purple string home, but i guess the helium is kinda diffusing out and all that so it only floats halfway in the air. Which is really creepy because I keep seeing this object floating behind me in the computer screen reflection. Okay I shall tie it down.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think helium balloons with a ribbon tied to it are such happy and sad objects are the same time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SbPN6CeXh9I/AAAAAAAAAXA/GHtTMBG-0dU/s1600-h/DSC04876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SbPN6CeXh9I/AAAAAAAAAXA/GHtTMBG-0dU/s400/DSC04876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310814782580295634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same with bubbles, which I played with too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the food was good! The decorations were pretty too, and there was one of those cool cameras which i got to play with and took a few nice photos 8D Until my sis told me it costs $10,000 ._. then i stopped playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attempted to make the modular star thing today! Except it isn't really working out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SbPN5qhIF_I/AAAAAAAAAWw/SxzILRoVfX4/s1600-h/DSC04971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SbPN5qhIF_I/AAAAAAAAAWw/SxzILRoVfX4/s400/DSC04971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310814776149415922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SbPN5xPspxI/AAAAAAAAAW4/lHI7hxBKMj4/s1600-h/DSC04972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SbPN5xPspxI/AAAAAAAAAW4/lHI7hxBKMj4/s400/DSC04972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310814777955362578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha compare and contrast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now my balloon keeps slapping me in the face. Gah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SbPN6hReYMI/AAAAAAAAAXI/7-h13k2oimw/s1600-h/DSC04938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SbPN6hReYMI/AAAAAAAAAXI/7-h13k2oimw/s400/DSC04938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310814790847717570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the kuazhangness of it man. It was a HUGEEE cake and there was a HUGEEEE banner, like hoah Oo (the cake was like as long as her!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OMG my balloon floated downstairs or something!! It's not in my room anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LJ week starts tomorrow! I feel quite sian though ): I wish it was the hols already. Oh but then again from monday-thursday there's still band! &gt;&lt; hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 10.14pm, sunday, 8th march 09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-4427833270298883452?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/4427833270298883452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=4427833270298883452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4427833270298883452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4427833270298883452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/03/shes-1.html' title='SHE&apos;S 1!'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SbPN5XeV1DI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Zzaz7TPpGOo/s72-c/DSC04970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-8581064020593098763</id><published>2009-03-05T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:53:17.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't come close to me</title><content type='html'>i might bite your head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Sa_mk3L4QCI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Z86Ot7W8uB4/s1600-h/not+happy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Sa_mk3L4QCI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Z86Ot7W8uB4/s400/not+happy.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309716006656557090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally describes what today felt like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmyshit):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 10.49pm, thursday, 5th march 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-8581064020593098763?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/8581064020593098763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=8581064020593098763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8581064020593098763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8581064020593098763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-come-close-to-me.html' title='don&apos;t come close to me'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Sa_mk3L4QCI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Z86Ot7W8uB4/s72-c/not+happy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-3762018815717985732</id><published>2009-02-28T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T12:48:02.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who dyed the pool orange</title><content type='html'>i swear, my mum wants me to die of a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, why would she parade around in white in the middle of the night, at strange corners of the house, so I can walk straight into this unknown white mass and scare the shit out of myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be studying about exocytosis and strange things like that right now, but I've been doing so for the past 2193883764082798 hours and I'm SO SIAN ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining-&gt;good time to practise (: so no one would complain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wasted half an hour of my life away folding origami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helpp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.07pm, Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning (okay, afternoon), my brother rushed to my room and jolted me awake and less than 10 seconds later I was out of the house on a bicycle to nowhere. Well okay, actually, on a bike to see the old swimming complex opposite my house which was completely renovated to become a bar or something like that. I'd take a swimming pool any day =/ And then we played frisbee :D under the hot hot sun, and THEN i came into the house to brush my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to start a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHERYL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D I hope you like your birthday present HAHAHA if only there was a wuyuetian version =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's ss and bio, i'm starting to get worried about ss only now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baliloop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 12.41pm, Sunday, 1st march 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-3762018815717985732?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/3762018815717985732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=3762018815717985732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/3762018815717985732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/3762018815717985732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/02/who-dyed-pool-orange.html' title='who dyed the pool orange'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-6055741101199293345</id><published>2009-02-14T16:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:07:59.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ARGH MY POST JUST GOT DELETED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i'm sick ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yesterday was fun even though it was friday the thirteenth! (: i feel so loved :D i'm sorry if you didn't get a card from me i didn't manage to make for a lot of people ): but i love you anyway! :D kelly's card was funny, because everyone packed their chocolate nicely in cute bags and cards and stuff, but her card was like vanguard sheet and like, her toblerone was stuck on with masking tape xD i love you all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lifeskills yesterday was quite funny (: joanne and i are the most horrible cooks, EVER. We dropped half our ingredients, either on the table, the sink, the floor or the dustbin. (Except you didn't need to know that.) And since we're at the table at the back, we don't get much attention from the teacher, so. Our cooking was quite fail, everytime I asked Joanne to test the food, this strange constipated look forms on her face, so I was like, never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was feeling sick so I couldn't taste/smell anything D: Not like our pineapple rice actually had any taste. I think the week we made cake was better :D (haha jinghui's leaning tower of pisa cake :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our tomyum soup, which we forgot to add lime or smth so, it just tasted like hot water, hot as in chilli hot, which joanne actually liked O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the peeling of raw prawns was quite funny because joanne got all squealy at the prawn innards! Well it was actually quite gross, but. (this is one of the ingredients joanne dropped into the sink) she also split the OTHER prawn for the pineapple rice onto the table xD and i dropped the water chestnut into the bin thing while trying to peel it. And the week before I dropped the bowl of blueberry cream on the floor (but it was so sticky it stayed in the bowl, so still can use right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel nauseous Dx good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I can't eat my chocolate until i get well! D: D: and i have a lot because my mum's friend gave me more ferrero rochers today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 10.05pm, saturday, 14th february 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-6055741101199293345?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/6055741101199293345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=6055741101199293345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6055741101199293345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6055741101199293345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/02/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-4008935396998692995</id><published>2009-02-08T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:27:20.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and then, there were none</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SY7Pe1dEalI/AAAAAAAAAV8/g1HgQ8SNfn0/s1600-h/Image063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SY7Pe1dEalI/AAAAAAAAAV8/g1HgQ8SNfn0/s400/Image063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300401940113680978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i opened a star today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i have enough to last me through the year =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's only february&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel a bit like how i felt when my favourite bakery closed down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 8.25pm, sunday, 8th february 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-4008935396998692995?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/4008935396998692995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=4008935396998692995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4008935396998692995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4008935396998692995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-then-there-were-none.html' title='and then, there were none'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SY7Pe1dEalI/AAAAAAAAAV8/g1HgQ8SNfn0/s72-c/Image063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-6393460011463332471</id><published>2009-02-04T22:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:08:28.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"i think i am a jap genius"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KELLY KUO &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha perhaps like sheryl, i have this strong urge to write kelly kuo instead of just kelly because it alliterates! like benjamin button. :D anyway happy fifteenth maths nerd B) and self-proclaimed jap genius! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gonghan (STILL gonghans?!!?) is calling out to me D: oh no i think i'm a hopeless case already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 10.05pm, wednesday, 4th february 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-6393460011463332471?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/6393460011463332471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=6393460011463332471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6393460011463332471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6393460011463332471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-think-i-am-jap-genius.html' title='&quot;i think i am a jap genius&quot;'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-5925557644834727233</id><published>2009-02-03T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:04:49.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soft, hard, easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SYhqTsogRcI/AAAAAAAAAVU/aI1wNiI-HyQ/s1600-h/DSC02833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SYhqTsogRcI/AAAAAAAAAVU/aI1wNiI-HyQ/s400/DSC02833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298601848232494530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHARLOTTE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH I HAVE LIKE 10 MINUTES LEFT BEFORE 3RD FEB IS OVER! So have to post like NOW!!! Anyway happy fifteenth 8D and yeah i don't know what to say la, but you know la :D :D (eh btw i'm sorry that's like the, glammest picture i have!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carrot top says hi too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SYhqTzykhJI/AAAAAAAAAVc/x4uvH7n0xd4/s1600-h/DSC01220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SYhqTzykhJI/AAAAAAAAAVc/x4uvH7n0xd4/s400/DSC01220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298601850153763986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SYhqUSZDHXI/AAAAAAAAAVs/aCLXaUvBCxo/s1600-h/DSC01180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SYhqUSZDHXI/AAAAAAAAAVs/aCLXaUvBCxo/s400/DSC01180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298601858368216434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SYhqUJrIEHI/AAAAAAAAAVk/uBEAJFNQmFk/s1600-h/DSC01130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SYhqUJrIEHI/AAAAAAAAAVk/uBEAJFNQmFk/s400/DSC01130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298601856028119154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i was going to post pictures of us gathering at charlotte's house but i guess i thought the food looked better. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 12.02am (D:), wednesday, 4th february 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-5925557644834727233?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/5925557644834727233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=5925557644834727233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5925557644834727233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5925557644834727233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/02/soft-hard-easy.html' title='soft, hard, easy'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SYhqTsogRcI/AAAAAAAAAVU/aI1wNiI-HyQ/s72-c/DSC02833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-2924921252589726762</id><published>2009-01-25T13:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T15:54:36.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunblock, fishbones and reunion dinners :D</title><content type='html'>haha another late post, and obs was like looong over. Jinghui is right, OBS will be forgotten, which is sad. I feel too lazy to blog about obs now! But it was awesome all the same, luxna jiayuan grace huiting rachel rain sherilyn sherry june chengjing becky yu-ann and jill! :D I didn't grow very homesick at all O: from the third day onwards i kinda dreaded having to go home soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was saying how fun kayaking was (maybe just jinghui) but it definitely wasn't the best first experience with kayaking. Sherilyn and June my kayaking buddies, thanks you guys are awesome and funny! And we were all freaking out so bad when we got washed away to the rocks and jill had to tow us out o.o when we reached that kekek place we were salty and sandy and wet but there were obviously no toilets so it was quite terrible, but now i think about it it's fun la :D and i felt like the whole floor was moving up and down the whole night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah a yellow fish jumped into our kayak in the middle of the sea, i thought it was a leaf, then i realised that i was in the middle of the ocean and there are no trees around me, then the leaf started moving and i screamed :D and the neighbouring kayaks just looked and laughed -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completely forgot about my birthday until noon when my watch sang me a birthday song at puaka or something like that :D and I made such a fuss about it before i went for obs too. Haha I was probably too tired to remember it, but thanks to all those who wished me happy birthday or gave me presents etc etc THANK YOU sooo much, my birthday was awesome (: though i felt like my birthday was spreaded out over two weeks :D you guys are aweeesomeee :D &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoah next year i'll be able to watch NC16 movies :D (jinghui has like two more years! 8D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh did i mention i actually did the jetty jump :D heehee the water went into my nose which wasn't pleasant but still :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( OMG GOT LUNCH LEH BRB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's new year's eve, so there's reunion dinner (at my house) and my mum is so busy preparing for dinner there's no lunch for everyone -.- but my sis found edible things in the fridge! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was...eventful. It started off as a pleasant saturday morning with no guitar and piano, and i was happily eating nasi lemak for lunch, before i CHOKED ON A FISHBONE. And the rest of the day just died. I visited 5 clinics but none of them were open D: and i went all the way to some other serangoon place, and the doctor couldn't see the bone so he couldn't do anything Dx and he said i should go to a hospital where they'll stick a hose down my nose into my throat to take it out, UGH. I freaked out, so I didn't go. Anyway I didn't think there was a need to, it'd just disappear right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went home and i was made to drink vinegar, huge rice balls, bread and SEVENTEEN pieces of sushi, but I wasn't sure if any of them worked -.- but thank goodness I woke up this morning and it's GONE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my uncle and aunties are here, reunion dinner's prolly starting soon. wah i can hear my two cousins coming up the stairs already better switch off my laptop or they'll take over it! may everyone have a happy reunion dinner (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 3.52pm, 25th january 2009, sunday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-2924921252589726762?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/2924921252589726762/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-3976408569240120774</id><published>2009-01-25T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:19:20.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my father thinks peacocks are ugly birds</title><content type='html'>i was sleeping peacefully,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro calls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey kai'en can you help me open the gate?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...okay...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he hangs up, and i went back to sleep without registering the call at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(many many minutes later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro calls: "did you just go back to sleep again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD he ended up waiting at the gate for "damn long la", according to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry la :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 12.15am, 25th january 2009 (HAPPY NEW YEAR'S EVE!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-3976408569240120774?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/3976408569240120774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=3976408569240120774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/3976408569240120774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/3976408569240120774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-father-thinks-peacocks-are-ugly.html' title='my father thinks peacocks are ugly 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-794863582854784234</id><published>2009-01-02T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:37:15.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today is not a happy day</title><content type='html'>(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HOAH i just realised that my 1st jan post was my hundredth post!!!&lt;/span&gt; SO COOL! :D I know 100 isn't a lot but seeing how regular I post, I guess that's understood. -.- I had this blog since P6, you know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a seriously strange first day of school. It didn't really sink in that we're sec 3s already and the sec 4s(08) won't be in the same school as us ever again until i reached school and saw the people wearing prefect uniforms and yeah. I am very not used to it. And first day of school wasn't all that great either, but I guess it'd get better. I WISH KELLY WAS IN MY CLASS D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school is cruel, starting school on friday is like as good as starting school twice, because over the weekend we kind of sink back into holiday mode and it doesn't feel like school really started yet. Except of course today I was so tired (could anybody sleep last night) I came home and crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, my cousins are here till 10th jan till they fly off for australia :D and after that--OBSSSSS. during my birthday somemore! D: i know i keep complaining, but ack. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my piano is screwed for tomorrow. what's new =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 11.35pm, friday, 2nd january 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-794863582854784234?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/794863582854784234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=794863582854784234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/794863582854784234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/794863582854784234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-is-not-happy-day.html' title='today is not a happy day'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-8879774683993709420</id><published>2009-01-01T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:45:58.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR :D</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh school starts tomorrow i still cannot believe it!! And definitely not looking forward to it. ): I have forgotten everything I've learnt over the past two years! D: The holidays passed really fast this time round D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my gosh I can't believe it's 2009 already. 2009 felt so far away just days ago. I think I should come up with new year resolutions for once. On second thought I'm too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay my first resolution is not to be lazy and procrastinate. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah I'm really too lazy, I shall start doing it from tomorrow onwards :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIEJIE&lt;/span&gt; :D I shared a present with my brother (which was so expensive!) it's from l'occainte or something like that. (Yes my sis was born on 1st Jan how cool is that ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was cool because I watched my favourite band performed during the first hour of 2009 ;) I need a good start to a new year because otherwise I will feel that my year will be very screwed. Unfortunately today wasn't a very pleasant day, but oh well. Today's actually no difference from yesterday, I mean I didn't suddenly change or anything, it's just a psychological thing you know, like a new year, so everything should start anew. Because yesterday was still a yesterday, it's no different from how I feel every day of the year =/ Except today you can call yesterday last year :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm confusing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad did the Take-height-and-weight thing today again, it's a family tradition every year to see how much fatter you've grown -.- okay fine it's actually to see how you grow through the years, but it is never a pleasant process. And i was looking through the record book and i realised my weight fluctuates greatly O: AND MY HEIGHT, MY HEIGHT IS ALMOST LIKE, SLOWING DOWN TO A STOP CAN!? I mean I'm still growing but not much. If it was a graph, it'd be the kind that slopes downwards and curves inwards because it's slowing down, you know? OHMYGOSH i need to drink more milk or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tomorrow :S I don't feel very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 9.44pm, thursday, 1st january 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-8879774683993709420?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/8879774683993709420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=8879774683993709420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8879774683993709420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8879774683993709420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-d.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR :D'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-232730596703468515</id><published>2008-12-31T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:29:19.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>byebye 2008 :D/D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay this is probably my last post for 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just spent the past hour or so doing nothing and thinking about how the year has been it has been great really, hopefully 2009 will be even better (: but thinking about 2008 makes me very sad i don't know why ): was talking to emily anyway and cheered up a little bit because she's so funny (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageText" title="su_kaien@hotmail.com"&gt;kai'en(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div title="Last message received on 12/31/08 at 11:11 PM" style="padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;aiyah your heart is black already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageText" title="su_kaien@hotmail.com"&gt;kai'en(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div title="Last message received on 12/31/08 at 11:11 PM" style="padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;:D joking la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageText" title="lowyeechin@hotmail.com"&gt;-- EMILY              /303 09' says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div title="Last message received on 12/31/08 at 11:12 PM" style="padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Candara;color:Black;"  &gt;WEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageText" title="lowyeechin@hotmail.com"&gt;-- EMILY              /303 09' says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div title="Last message received on 12/31/08 at 11:12 PM" style="padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Candara;color:Black;"  &gt;AIYO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageText" title="lowyeechin@hotmail.com"&gt;-- EMILY              /303 09' says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div title="Last message received on 12/31/08 at 11:12 PM" style="padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Candara;color:Black;"  &gt;SO MEAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageText" title="su_kaien@hotmail.com"&gt;kai'en(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div title="Last message received on 12/31/08 at 11:13 PM" style="padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;JOKING LA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageText" title="su_kaien@hotmail.com"&gt;kai'en(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div title="Last message received on 12/31/08 at 11:13 PM" style="padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;YOUR HEART IS PINK FLOWERY AND GOT STARS AND GLITTER ALL OVER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageText" title="su_kaien@hotmail.com"&gt;kai'en(: says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div title="Last message received on 12/31/08 at 11:14 PM" style="padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;THEN OCCASIONALLY A BUTTERFLY OR FAIRY FLITS PASS AND WAVES HER MAGIC WAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageText" title="lowyeechin@hotmail.com"&gt;-- EMILY              /303 09' says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div title="Last message received on 12/31/08 at 11:14 PM" style="padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Candara;color:Black;"  &gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageText" title="lowyeechin@hotmail.com"&gt;-- EMILY              /303 09' says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div title="Last message received on 12/31/08 at 11:14 PM" style="padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Candara;color:Black;"  &gt;I JUST KNEW IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i promised emily she'll be in my last post of 2008 (which made her very happy -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 11.26pm, wednesday, 31st december 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: this is so sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageText" title="lowyeechin@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-- EMILY              /303 09' says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div title="Last message received on 12/31/08 at 11:02 PM" style="padding-left: 15px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Candara;color:Black;"  &gt;i want to dream of my directs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="messageText" title="lowyeechin@hotmail.com"&gt;-- EMILY              /303 09' says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div title="Last message received on 12/31/08 at 11:02 PM" style="padding-left: 15px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Candara;color:Black;"  &gt;but i scared later i wake up crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-232730596703468515?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/232730596703468515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=232730596703468515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/232730596703468515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/232730596703468515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/12/byebye-2008-dd.html' title='byebye 2008 :D/D:'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-3642353712141032825</id><published>2008-12-31T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:36:26.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ccao+coda</title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg 2008 is ending so fast! even though i keep saying it hasn't been a good year, i still can't bear to let it go all the same. i have a feeling 2009's going to be scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yay yesterday was ccao and coda! by the time coda ended and joanne  and i was at the mrt on the way home, it had been such a long day that ccao didn't feel like it was on the same day, it felt like the day before! ccao was okay, i didn't forget to bring anything. the slideshow was quite amusing haha! then we were supposed to go home but somehow ended up with joanne at acs-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then by the time i reached home it was 3 plus, then i fell asleep for about 4 seconds on the floor before my maid shoo-ed me away. then after that i chionged to city hall but i wasn't late :D and i couldn't find anyone because we were waiting on opposite sides of the station -.- and yay all-white! :D dinner at the pizza place was so funny i choked on my pizza! Mr UB! (go figure) everybody was laughing like siao except jinghui who refused to laugh along and looked irritated at us. laughing is good for you! you look at bingrui! explains your height!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SORRY i'm joking, really!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everyone put so much cheese we were saying that the pizza place loses a lot of money to customers like us, who used practically a whole bottle of cheese. (emily and yujia are the most kuazhang, so much cheese until you can't tell what they're eating)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we wrote on the order form to ask them to cut the pizza into 7 pieces HAHA xD but when it came there was 8 anyway la. and i was so ingenious with coming up with how to cut the last piece! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily is very _____. i don't know what's the right word to describe, it's not really kiasu, or aunty, or typical singaporean, or ego, or cheapskate, it's more of a mixture of everything. and it's hilarious. (sorry emily i say until you are like so terrible like that, you're not!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we mistaked the high court for VCH. apparently sheryl(zx) did too haha! then...yeah. the concert itself was enjoyable and good :D, though emily's comments made the whole thing very funny. and bingrui's comments haha! They're probably censored so can't post here ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the 8 of us taking the mrt home were so clueless as to where it was, right after we came out of vch we walked in two different directions, and then we didn't even know where we were going we just followed anybody who was in front of us (keyun and talia) and then after a while then we found out they weren't going to the mrt and we were like "oh!" and turned back, and when we turned back some people crossed the zebra crossing and some continued walking along the pavement and we were like !!??! but we made it to the mrt haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we were walking in twos, and amanda/yixian overtook me/bingrui, so we decided to overtake them and we started running, so the six of us at the back were running, and joanne/sherylzx (who were quite a distance ahead) turned back and saw us running and thought we wanted to catch the traffic light so they started running too, so everyone was running for no reason haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i met my brother at kovan haha i felt quite bad for making him wait so long&gt;&lt; this morning-okay, afternoon- i woke up at 1 plus heh! and i ate my lunch/dinner at 4pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg 2008's going to be over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 7.35pm, wednesday,31st december 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-3642353712141032825?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/3642353712141032825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=3642353712141032825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/3642353712141032825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/3642353712141032825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/12/ccaocoda.html' title='ccao+coda'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-6694276025069809950</id><published>2008-12-25T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:53:06.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ham, cheese and lemon ants</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;okayyyy&lt;/span&gt; so i haven't blogged in the longest time. I should either continue posting regularly or just dump this blog altogether but obviously i can't bear to do the second option, so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;merry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to everyone, or anyone, that (still) reads my blog. I planned to spend today at home lazing around with my family but obviously everyone had different plans so I spent most of the day with my brother. Today really didn't feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt;-y at all! My brother said it felt like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; because the weather was cold but to me there was no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; mood at all, maybe because there was no present exchange this year (according to my brother, recession x) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;anywayy&lt;/span&gt; today was a good day which mostly consisted of eat, watch, eat, watch, eat, which is quite gross because we were watching bizarre foods by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;andrew&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;zimmern&lt;/span&gt; and the food was just gross but somehow we always manage to get our appetite back about 3 minutes after we finish an episode. And we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;NTUC&lt;/span&gt; to buy stuff and cooked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;omelette&lt;/span&gt; :D which was yummy! and then it was more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;andrew&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;zimmern&lt;/span&gt;, got grossed out, then ate dinner :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;whoo&lt;/span&gt; :D we are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;beavertenshi&lt;/span&gt; @ 12.51am, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;, 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;december&lt;/span&gt; 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-6694276025069809950?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/6694276025069809950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=6694276025069809950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6694276025069809950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6694276025069809950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/12/ham-cheese-and-lemon-ants.html' title='ham, cheese and lemon ants'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-1230214644475301265</id><published>2008-11-22T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:55:03.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ordinary</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted about batch chalet and inunion, but i'm feeling damn sian and lazy and worried about the stupid performance thingummy and spending so much uneccessary time on it that i don't have to heart and energy to post about it. Plus, my dear laptop is down so I can't load photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 11.53pm, saturday, 22nd november 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-1230214644475301265?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/1230214644475301265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=1230214644475301265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/1230214644475301265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/1230214644475301265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/11/ordinary.html' title='ordinary'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-1240524871695762906</id><published>2008-11-09T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:47:10.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kicking butts and finding nemos</title><content type='html'>I feel like dyingggg my nose is blocked/runny my throat hurts everytime i swallow i'm cold i'm hot i'm shivering i'm sweating ahhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks because everytime the holidays are here i fall sick. i think i'm allergic to holidays or smth. or the world just hates me -falls into depression and goes to a corner to emo- my nose was completely blocked so i told esther i was going to make myself cry so my nose will clear, but it didn't work so i had to drink the panadol lemon thing ): i put a lot of honey HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother left again tonight haha (: today he was trying to kick me in the butt -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-brother attempts to kick-&lt;br /&gt;me: -.- and how old are you again?&lt;br /&gt;-brother continues attempting to kick me-&lt;br /&gt;me: i think you are the most childish twenty-six year old i've ever seen in my life. -.-&lt;br /&gt;brother: er, twenty-seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x) which is also funny because actually i think i'm quite childish (HAHA can you imagine someone more childish than me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have wuyuetian's new album poetry of the day after YAY i like a lot of the songs (: (: (: -goes into fangirl mode-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahhh chris is in singapore now he has a damn cool camera it's those semi professional ones? and i had so much fun taking photos :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SRbYwpmBr2I/AAAAAAAAAUs/E28sJhjRo5o/s1600-h/Picture+457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266635144567041890" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SRbYwpmBr2I/AAAAAAAAAUs/E28sJhjRo5o/s400/Picture+457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SRbYwa7lyfI/AAAAAAAAAUk/LXKBZI7NfMo/s1600-h/Picture+525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266635140630956530" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SRbYwa7lyfI/AAAAAAAAAUk/LXKBZI7NfMo/s400/Picture+525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SRbYv5gX7wI/AAAAAAAAAUc/JJeJMs7Cq6M/s1600-h/Picture+552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266635131658432258" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SRbYv5gX7wI/AAAAAAAAAUc/JJeJMs7Cq6M/s400/Picture+552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to post more but i'm lazy ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah, this morning, i went to the ZOO. ):not that it's not a nice place but i don't want to go there againnnn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh i think our batch is so lamely funny! :D eh can i post the funny stuff from batch forum here? hahaha i'm not violating any batch rights right? (haha) i shall post one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like i was saying that i haven't seen our batch diary in very long and we couldn't find it right, and then:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;joanne: we should call our batch diary Nemo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sherylYN: Joanne, I swear you are the lamest person on EARTH. Okay, no. That's Bingrui. But still. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bingrui: why nemo? EH sheryl dont curse me! if you see me sometime with a broken leg it's gonna be all your fault:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg! xD actually bingrui is the lamest of lamest (sorry bingrui not cursing you!) like her slowpoke-&gt;fastpinch thing and her nutcases/almondcases thing and her mas selamat thing (LAME, get it, LAME) omg :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i shall sleep early today my eyes feel swollen and i don't feel well ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 8.45pm, 9 november 2008, sunday (oooh sophie turns 8 months today (: )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-1240524871695762906?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/1240524871695762906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=1240524871695762906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/1240524871695762906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/1240524871695762906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/11/kicking-butts-and-finding-nemos.html' title='kicking butts and finding nemos'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SRbYwpmBr2I/AAAAAAAAAUs/E28sJhjRo5o/s72-c/Picture+457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-5199030745609219095</id><published>2008-11-03T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:57:45.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't think about it</title><content type='html'>drama night :D it was okay-ish, ended about one hour earlier than predicted -.- so joanne jing sherylYN me stayed back for quite a while to help clean up it was funny :D and scary D: all the ghost stories OMG TONIGHT NO NEED TO SLEEP ALREADY LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were travelling back on mount pleasant road, and we were so freaked out that joanne and i were holding hands (haha) and looking down at my handphone while it played centurion/pioneers, and whenever the handphone light went off i have to press it again so there's light and it's not so scary :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because mount pleasant is full of trees and dark and deserted, you know, just in case we see something we don't want to see. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY drama night itself, i was getting goosebumps all over from the lameness, really. But deborah's class's performance was so funny :D i think it was my favourite performance of the night haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and haha i was checking my email and there was this email from talia and the example went like "2007_Inunion_Batch10's batch performance" and the first thought that popped into my head was OMG I DON'T WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT OMG NOOOOOO because honestly, i think it was our biggest embarassment ever o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe the biggest embarassment was losing to the sec ones at captain's ball HAHA I DON'T WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT EITHER our batch so loserrr :D (kidding la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm honestly trying to improve my chinese, but reading the storybook my brother gave me is so depressing and confusing I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON i don't even know if the main character of the book is a donkey or a rickshaw-puller!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i can't remember if i said this but theory was okayyy. and on sunday i watched HSM3 with my sister O: i think the rest want to watch it this wednesday but i think i won't watch it again, i mean, i don't want the first movie i ever watch twice in the theatres to be HSM3 -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a very lame day. all the puns are killing me omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY (BELATED) BIRTHDAY JINGHUI!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;heehee today joanne and i gave our presents to her together and it was hilariousssss! i have a video of jinghui's reaction and she laughed so that's good heh :D her present was all food! i laughed when i watched the video haha jinghui:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"this is so kai'en! kai'en likes to give me things that look like they can be eaten but cannot be eaten."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 10.48pm, monday, 3rd november 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-5199030745609219095?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/5199030745609219095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=5199030745609219095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5199030745609219095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5199030745609219095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-think-about-it.html' title='don&apos;t think about it'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-791547067411804427</id><published>2008-11-02T10:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T11:26:56.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OHMYGAWD</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"Concert dress code. Girl, dress not shorter than knee, heeled shoes." &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi at 10.59am, Sunday, 2nd November 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-791547067411804427?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/791547067411804427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=791547067411804427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/791547067411804427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/791547067411804427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/11/ohmygawd.html' title='OHMYGAWD'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-2187015028349822637</id><published>2008-10-31T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T22:33:20.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BECAUSE YOON JUNG TAGGED ME</title><content type='html'>1) The person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;Yoon Jung(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Your relationship with him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;Classmates? :D And uhh THE RETARDED BROWNIES GROUP THING :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;) Your 5 impressions of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Farrrny, read her blog :D&lt;br /&gt;and actually our whole group is just retarded actually. Was. No more brownies ): Poor Charisse, really. Has to put up with the four of us and most of the time she just has this -.- or amused look on her face, and i dare say she turned a little more retarded after 2 terms :D&lt;br /&gt;this proves everything:&lt;br /&gt;During Eng Lesson...&lt;br /&gt;Andrea: "We are having picnic leh. Sugar biscuits, chocolate, Mamee, and chips."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I'll pour out the rest of the Mamee so that you all can share..."&lt;br /&gt;Charisse: "NOOO!"&lt;br /&gt;Amanda (suddenly acquiring a "wolf" look): "That's ALL MINE!"&lt;br /&gt;Charisse (the only sane one in our group): "Okay, okay. Guys, let's focus. What makes an ad effective? Let's look at the trends that run amongst all the beauty ads."&lt;br /&gt;Linnette and Yi Wye: "Hey, look at our group's ad! Very smart, right?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "HUH? We were supposed to do that?"&lt;br /&gt;Charisse: "We just spent half the block doing analysis instead of coming up with an ad."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Quick, quick. Turn over and do!"&lt;br /&gt;Andrea: "My goodness, we were supposed to do that? Quick, someone draw a sexy woman!&lt;br /&gt;Charisse, draw!"&lt;br /&gt;Charisse (looks extremely taken aback at this request): "No, no. Ask Amanda to draw."&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: "Come, come. Let me draw."&lt;br /&gt;Andrea: "My god. What's that? Give me the zig!" *adds something to the drawing*&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: "The boobs are sagging! Why you made them sag! She's supposed to be sexy!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Give me, give me the zig."&lt;br /&gt;Kai'en: "That's the skinniest legs I ever saw."&lt;br /&gt;Andrea: "WHAT ON EARTH IS THAT? My goodness, how is she able to balance? The head so big, then the legs damn skinny. They aren't even shapely! They are straight lines!"&lt;br /&gt;Kai'en: "Write the copy. Say her legs shrunk in circumference by 35cm."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I want to draw the Before images of legs!"&lt;br /&gt;Andrea: 'OMG. What's THAT? Does she have elephantasis or something? They look like tree trunks!"&lt;br /&gt;Andrea: "Write beneath the pic "Internationally renowned model"."&lt;br /&gt;Whole group burst out laughing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;Me: 'Add that she stars in horrors."&lt;br /&gt;Kai'en: "Oooh! We can say we give free trial for one leg!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was even funnier in real life haha :D if you don't get the free trial thing, it's because if we give free trial for one leg they HAVE to go for the other :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay off topic. she is also smart and philosophical and responsible(think SL) and funny (have i said that already? heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The most memorable thing he/she has done for you?&lt;br /&gt;Errr everytime we have group work in class is memorable, and for drama night when we had the hula dance thing OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The most memorable thing he/she has said to you?&lt;br /&gt;Er...probably an sms that says, "they are going to the zoo next week and the week after that."&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Oooooh i just got an sms from her saying that there's no more SL O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) If he/she becomes your lover, will?&lt;br /&gt;o_o i will die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) If he/she becomes your lover, the thing he/she has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) If he/she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;I think it's funny how everyone can answer this question but not the one above. If she becomes my enemy I will force her to eat amanda's brownies :D (SORRY AMANDA. YOUR BROWNIES ACTUALLY VERY NICE LA :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Question 9 is a repeat. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) You want to tell for him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;o_O?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Your overall impression of him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;Smart and funny haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) How do you think people around you feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;Uhh good things hopefully. I'm orange? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) The characteristics you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;Procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) On the contrary, characteristics you hate of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;Procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;It's a secret :x (: Claire's memory, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In random order)&lt;br /&gt;1. joanne in the jar&lt;br /&gt;2. andrea&lt;br /&gt;3. esther&lt;br /&gt;4. jinghui&lt;br /&gt;5. charloooootte&lt;br /&gt;6. deborah&lt;br /&gt;7. shaowei&lt;br /&gt;8. sheryl yn&lt;br /&gt;9. yujia&lt;br /&gt;10. yixian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Who is no. 6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;O: Errr i don't know OH NO PENCIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Is no. 9 a female or a male?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;male&lt;/s&gt; woops, i think i meant female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) If no.7 and no.10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;Er it would be strange but since they both probably fangirl boys it would be safe to say they won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) What is no.2 studying?&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) When was the last time you had a chat with no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm yesterday though it was only like about 3 minutes long on msn and she was asking me something about ra -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) What kind of music band does no. 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;OMG SO COOL THIS IS SO EASY :D NewS lor :D i know she likes mr.children and wuyuetian(yay) too but NewS is the first. Eh right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Does no.1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;Two younger brothers melvin and jonathan, the latter who's now in australia, i think. Ooooh joanne's mum brought us to lunch at ikea today! yayy so yummy :D it was a bit embarassing because i think they weren't expecting me? I dunno :D yay meatballs so yummy 8) I think it's quite cute how everytime i get to see a more wen1 rou2 side of joanne when she's with her family :D she went "aww" and ruffled her brother's hair today when he asked if she had $1.50 to buy an ice-cream. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Will you woo no.3?&lt;br /&gt;o_o If i were a guy she'll probably scare me away (with her smartness la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) How about no.7?&lt;br /&gt;Errh a lot of people are trying to do that already, i won't stand a chance ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Is no.4 single?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) What is the surname of no. 5?&lt;br /&gt;Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) What is the hobby of no. 10?&lt;br /&gt;LOL BOOOOO THEY BOOOOO I. Watching dramas? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Does no.5 and no.9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;They don't know each other :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Where is no.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;Let me repeat: she doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Say something about no. 1.&lt;br /&gt;today she reminded me of oskar schell in extremely loud and incredibly close, the cute side la(: i know i keep going on about the book but i like it:D i just went to read it again haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Have you tried developing feelings for no. 8?&lt;br /&gt;o_______________o errr. WHAT'S UP WITH ALL THESE STRANGE QUESTIONS. YOON JUNG. x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Where does no.9 live?&lt;br /&gt;tuas? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) What color does no.4 like?&lt;br /&gt;PINK PINK PINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay before i die: blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Are no.1 and no.5 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;friends, i don't think best though. good friends? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Does no.1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;don't think so but she used to catch random insects and stuff from her garden i think. like crickets. which made her room really noisy. and QUAILS omg :D back in P3 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Is no. 7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;...can i not answer this question? it feels strange if i answer yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) What is no. 10 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;Er...watching like boo they boo i or something :D hee hee hee hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeuhe. doing quizzes are so exhausting D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was farewell assembly ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;net carn yesterday was quite fun, my throat hurts now, but the most memorable game was probably the teacher's one OMG (: and yay 213 haha we got special mention for cheer (??!!!) for synchronisation and attire or something, which is acutally VERY FUNNY since evereyone wore PE ATTIRE. Yay thank you banner people too we got 2nd :D I love the tagline (SHOOT! We are winning) :D And the invasion thing was quite cool la. everybody upstairs was quite stone though, so quite =/ then yujia's birthday, haha (: it was quite funny because someone came up with a plan to like dao her/pretend to forget her birthday until the end of band prac, but apparently it wasn't successful -.- because our acting was so terrible! BUT I THOUGHT WE ACTED WELL LEH. D: before band me yixian amanda bingrui said we were going to photocopy scores or smth, but we hid in our classroom writing yujia's birthday card (happy HORNy birthday HAHA) and spent most of the time digressing. we took like ?!?! hours to write a 5 line card? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm. i'm tired. my legs are aching. THEORY EXAM TOMORROW OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG I HAVEN'T FINISHED STUDYING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 10.32pm, friday, 31st october 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-2187015028349822637?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/2187015028349822637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=2187015028349822637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2187015028349822637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2187015028349822637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/10/because-yoon-jung-tagged-me.html' title='BECAUSE YOON JUNG TAGGED ME'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-4208089475414699721</id><published>2008-10-26T16:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T18:20:57.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wheeh</title><content type='html'>i just read something and died O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway piano wasn't screwed even though i haven't practised for a week o_o I SHALL PRACTISE AN HOUR EVERYDAY! :D (does gay gai action)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mum is making me pack my room &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so annoyed because I ALREADY PACKED! and she took everything out again! It's neat to me okay! But she keeps saying I'm so messy argghhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i'm actually not exactly a neat person, my table can be tadahh clear for one day, and the next day it'd be POOOF again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Poof" reminds me of BZT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going out for dinner again haha &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm bored ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know even after finishing reading it for so long, extremelyloud&amp;amp;incrediblyclose is still on my mind all the time! hm. i think i might read it again soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dinner soon &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byebye:D and happy deepavali haha i'll be spending it doing something i detest ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 6.20pm,  sunday, 26th october 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-4208089475414699721?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/4208089475414699721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=4208089475414699721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4208089475414699721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4208089475414699721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/10/wheeh_26.html' title='wheeh'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-8498826416662374901</id><published>2008-10-24T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:30:38.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pianos and phones</title><content type='html'>GRRR i want to kill leona!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's always late for guitar on saturday right, (lesson starts at 10, she leaves her house at 9.59), so she called me to ask me something, and i told her she better come early tomorrow. then there was a pause at the other end and suddenly she started going "AHBARLEYLET'SGOINEVERHEARANYTHINGINEEDTOGOBATHESEEYOUBAI!"&lt;br /&gt;and hung up the phone. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall call her at 5 min intervals from 8am tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If&lt;/em&gt; i can wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i know i said i was going to study. but i was too lazy to get my book downstairs. i give up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 9.29pm, friday, 24th october 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-8498826416662374901?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/8498826416662374901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=8498826416662374901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8498826416662374901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8498826416662374901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/10/pianos-and-phones.html' title='pianos and phones'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-4091762819741698662</id><published>2008-10-24T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:11:40.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wheeh</title><content type='html'>hi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was quite a tiring week, eek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mostly boring, acp was rather fun though (: Yay our class is cool. (: I still have no idea how i'm going to post up the videos leh! Hm. Though according to Yiwye, Linnette posted some on youtube :D HAHA ANDY'S MAGIC TRICK WAS SO FUNNYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L0ek-iPLaZk&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="349" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;color1=" color2="0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it to believe it manzx. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today our technical rehearsal was cancelled, but i don't know if it's a good thing or not, i would rather have indiv-ed or something, more productive. Instead we watched MoV (we came in late so i sat with emily and deb, and ALL THREE OF US FELL ASLEEP, HAHA), it was quite funny actually. Emily's comments are hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we had a talk by mrs shirley tan, which up till now I still have no idea what it was about. It was quite o.o (eye opening, what were you thinking, i-can't-believe-anything-could-be-so-boring?) the only thing i can seriously remember was that stefanie's purple cross on her pink polkadot pouch has 99 crystals, and her pouch itself has 345 dots. :D Oh and everytime we have lessons, it is a &lt;em&gt;search for the truth&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. PIANO TOMORROW D: D: D: ever since my teacher told me about the performance, i haven't had the guts to touch my piano, which is bad, but i keep worrying that i will play so badly and not up to standard, then i'll feel even worse. (Illogical right, I know, if I don't practise it's even worse) but omg D: OMG OMG I FORGOT MY THEORY EXAM IS COMING DAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO STUDY NOW BAI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-4091762819741698662?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/4091762819741698662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=4091762819741698662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4091762819741698662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4091762819741698662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/10/wheeh.html' title='wheeh'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-771100625329390952</id><published>2008-10-20T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T16:44:06.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>extremely loud &amp; incredibly close</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I told him, "I found the lock."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You found it?" I nodded. "And?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didn't know what to say. I found it and now I can stop looking? I found it and it has nothing to do with Dad? I found it and now I'll wear heavy boots for the rest of my life?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I wish I hadn't found it." "It wasn't what you were looking for?" "That's not it." "Then what?" "I found it and now I can't look for it." I could tell he didn't understand me. "Looking for it let me stay close to him a little longer." "But won't you always be close to him?" I knew the truth. "No."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He nodded like he was thinking of something, or thinking about a lot of things, or thinking about everything, if that's even possible. He wrote, "Maybe it's time to do the thing we've been planning."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I opened my left hand, because I knew if I tried to say something, I would just start crying again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; --&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was quite an annoying day ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 4.43pm, monday, 20th october 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-771100625329390952?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/771100625329390952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=771100625329390952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/771100625329390952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/771100625329390952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/10/extremely-loud-incredibly-close.html' title='extremely loud &amp; incredibly close'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-3729852518516432986</id><published>2008-10-15T22:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:19:21.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EYAs</title><content type='html'>eek eyas are over and we have all our results back GAH I DON'T CAREEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever okay this time my gpa is really quite screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody also wrote notes all over my notepad. (fyi i drew stuff on it. doodles, whatever, i took a LONG TIME to draw okay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first way to get me annoyed when you come to my house is TOUCH MY THINGS MOVE IT AROUND PLAY WITH IT AND NOT PUTTING IT BACK IN PLACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doodling on my notepad comes in second, if i already wrote on it. If you close my web browser or visit another website, it also ties with the doodling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know HOW MANY TIMES I have written a long, satisfying blog entry when some IT-illiterate (if you are literate that's even worse) bops along and closes it. Not even when the warning that says "You are about to navigate away from this page. Changes made will not be saved." pops up. GET A CLUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post has become irrelevant! (Refer to title)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CAREEEEE ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sleep. It helps a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Kai'en, interested in tap dance?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3beavertenshi,15th oct 2008, wednesday, 11.17pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-3729852518516432986?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/3729852518516432986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=3729852518516432986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/3729852518516432986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/3729852518516432986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/10/eyas.html' title='EYAs'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-6554299761361539489</id><published>2008-10-02T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:57:35.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EYAs O.O</title><content type='html'>on second thought,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't&lt;/strong&gt; wake me up when september ends o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck for eyas everyone (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-6554299761361539489?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/6554299761361539489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=6554299761361539489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6554299761361539489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6554299761361539489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/10/eyas-oo.html' title='EYAs O.O'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-5432694703240503950</id><published>2008-09-30T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:08:02.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>download completed</title><content type='html'>shit what the hell did i do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-5432694703240503950?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/5432694703240503950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=5432694703240503950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5432694703240503950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5432694703240503950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/09/download-completed.html' title='download completed'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-683770483163758209</id><published>2008-09-29T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:44:39.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>天灰&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;如果你不再出现 我的世界 还有什么可贵&lt;br /&gt;可惜不够时间 让我们试验 什么叫永远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想念变成怀念 心动变成心碎&lt;br /&gt;偏偏还会关切 你最后属于谁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的天空今天有点灰&lt;br /&gt;我的心是个落叶的季节&lt;br /&gt;我不知道如何度过今夜&lt;br /&gt;所有的灯 早已经全都熄灭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你从没出现 我会不会 觉得快乐一些&lt;br /&gt;可惜残忍时间 总要把诺言 一点点摧毁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, yes, i &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; read chinese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-683770483163758209?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/683770483163758209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=683770483163758209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/683770483163758209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/683770483163758209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/09/3.html' title='天灰&lt;3'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-8828105977488175827</id><published>2008-09-21T23:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T00:28:28.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Not Promote Tooth Decay</title><content type='html'>:( :( :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to write my jap speech D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how sometimes you love someone so much but sometimes the person becomes so annoying and doesn't even admit it and yet that person thinks it's your fault for everything that's happening when you didn't do ANYTHING rawr ): and after all i've said all i've done you THINK you know and i thought you knew too but i can't believe you were still so $#%!@ about it and to think that I was upset for the wrong reason and everything- I CAN'T BELIEVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr. (haha samseah :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. happy thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SNZuJPuwUxI/AAAAAAAAANY/zpy8DIbsdxk/s1600-h/DSC04091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248503520867406610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SNZuJPuwUxI/AAAAAAAAANY/zpy8DIbsdxk/s400/DSC04091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pretty i know! i took it from the car on the way home from moelc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SNZuJa1MSII/AAAAAAAAANg/KUZQqvTmptk/s1600-h/DSC04238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248503523847194754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SNZuJa1MSII/AAAAAAAAANg/KUZQqvTmptk/s400/DSC04238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so pretty tooo i know :x! you know my house has this rather long driveway thingy, okay it's not that long but i love walking down it alone because it's finally some alone-peace-and-quiet time i get, which is nice for a change, even though it's for a few seconds&gt;&lt; and sometimes i get to see such amazing things :D like that picture! it's actually not as nice in photos because in real life the sky is really all around you in pretty blue and orange and i felt like an idiot standing there smiling to myself but oh it was so pretty. and actually there's a lot of things i want to post about-particularly this one:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SNZuJh-3SpI/AAAAAAAAANo/S6CTl6OcgXI/s1600-h/DSC04144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248503525766810258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SNZuJh-3SpI/AAAAAAAAANo/S6CTl6OcgXI/s400/DSC04144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SNZuKAxgP1I/AAAAAAAAANw/yheygkAaFQY/s1600-h/DSC04128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248503534032273234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SNZuKAxgP1I/AAAAAAAAANw/yheygkAaFQY/s400/DSC04128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh luxna! ): haha it came as such a surprise why didn't you say you were leaving earlier! Haha don't think you'll ever see this but i think i am going to miss having you around in class you're so funnyy :D haha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(On the topic of Commonwealth Essay at the beginning of the year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MsLeow: So, why do they focus on just the young writers? -looks at table plan- Luxna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luxna: Um...because...the old writers are going to die soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha :D anywayy may you have a happy happy time and see you soon! :D (hmm to think i've known her for so long. anyway if you DO see this- OI remember the time where you and your sis tricked me about the zipper on your bag thing where you said it was edible and i totally believed you -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me of my book creatively titled "memories", haha OMOKOA you might remember it :D it's where i wrote down all the funny stuff that happened in class or band or whatever :D and last year's had WAYY more than this year's. &gt;&lt; i think last year was super retarded because i sat beside kelly haha :D and all the nutty people in 113! HAHA i look at the book now and i'm laughing like shit :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MrsKoh: What do ionic compounds have?&lt;br /&gt;113: Ions.&lt;br /&gt;MrsKoh: What do covalent compounds have?&lt;br /&gt;Chengjing: Covalence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MrsMo: Who knows, I might die tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Kelly: Huh, then our geog how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MrsLoh: ...your nose will fall off. That two holes left...what is that called?&lt;br /&gt;113: VOLDEMORT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MrsMo: I don't run a chicken farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ang teach teach teach...&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ang: &gt;: are you all with me?!&lt;br /&gt;CJ: Of course we are with you where else would we be?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i take kelly's pen-&lt;br /&gt;*click*&lt;br /&gt;me: how come this pen go down cannot come up again one arh?&lt;br /&gt;kelly: OI, you spoil my pen ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ang : Who wants enrichment worksheets raise you hand...&lt;br /&gt;-Kelly raises her hand-&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh, you want arh.&lt;br /&gt;Kelly: Rough paper mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those are not even half of what i have :D I like spastic things. Omg, I haven't used the word spastic in so long. the last time i acted really spastic was probably with kelly and dawn and grace and joy and yanling :x haha so funnyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SNZuKYw3AfI/AAAAAAAAAN4/rcmn3ap1XEA/s1600-h/DSC04208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248503540472021490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SNZuKYw3AfI/AAAAAAAAAN4/rcmn3ap1XEA/s400/DSC04208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is random lah(:but NO IT'S NOT A BOY. haha the picture like so emo like that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when september ends man ): hahahaha bye &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.:ooh i just realised something-if you look really closely at the photo of sophia you can see plopper at the back! ahahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 12.22am, monday, 22nd september 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-8828105977488175827?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/8828105977488175827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=8828105977488175827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8828105977488175827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8828105977488175827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/09/does-not-promote-tooth-decay.html' title='Does Not Promote Tooth Decay'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SNZuJPuwUxI/AAAAAAAAANY/zpy8DIbsdxk/s72-c/DSC04091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-7402833745477639280</id><published>2008-09-18T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:28:23.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fish and scales</title><content type='html'>Okay okay i know my blog is like damn dead and i'm not going to try to revive it like NOW two weeks to EYAs! And there's no point saying that i'm going on hiatus because i seem like i'm on hiatus all the time ANYWAY. Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i haven't felt like posting because i keep feeling that i'm like obliged to post, about REACT and all that when i don't feel like posting&gt;&lt; and so many things RAWR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm too tired. i came home happy and early on wednesday 2.30+!!! OMG!? and i crashed and didn't wake up once until 9.00pm when my maid woke me up to eat dinner, but i was still too tired Oo omg my body is screwed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i think about what time i have to get home tomorrow, i feel like ponning school. and the subjs tomorrow are like omg-kill-your-brain subjects. D: (lit?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, my main worry is my jap speech. I CAN'T BELIEVE ORALS IS SO SOON OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg omg omg die die die eternal doom faints faints faints omg omg i hate orals and this time it's not even in a language i understand rawr faints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIT I NEEDA DO MY LIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a ranty post and damn boliao but i needed to type something and my maid says in the morning she's always damn pissed at me because i'm super hard to wake, so she kept trying to get me to sleep early so i can wake up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-7402833745477639280?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/7402833745477639280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=7402833745477639280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7402833745477639280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7402833745477639280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/09/fish-and-scales.html' title='fish and scales'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-6018613245047650374</id><published>2008-08-25T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:41:30.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEEF!</title><content type='html'>80th post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may this post be a happy one. (despite the fact that maths AA is D: tomorrow, and english pt is also due tomorrow D: and science online quiz! almost forgot! oh dear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no speech day rehearsal this friday! :D that means can go yayyyyy except shaowei cannot go ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i ever posted up pictures from thailand? i don't think so cannot remember. i think i shall summarise the trip in 5 photos because i cannot bother to upload x) anyway it was fun yeahh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SLP6f7MgzTI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YhZoFhvdzEI/s1600-h/DSC03282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238806217935080754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SLP6f7MgzTI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YhZoFhvdzEI/s400/DSC03282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay i like this picture though all these are actually stray dogs around the train station, or maybe owned by those roadside stall owners. but anyway they roam freely :D the food is yummy and CHEAP :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SLP6gpv5nxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/QvMSGwn5-TQ/s1600-h/DSC03324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238806230431538962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SLP6gpv5nxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/QvMSGwn5-TQ/s400/DSC03324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay i realised my photos mostly consist of food -.- although that is not the main point of the trip but yeah i like food, plus, this was yummy 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SLP6gPcJUTI/AAAAAAAAAMo/pgqheRYJyPk/s1600-h/DSC03307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238806223369359666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SLP6gPcJUTI/AAAAAAAAAMo/pgqheRYJyPk/s400/DSC03307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jim thompson's house! O: this was raspberry banana something something and it was YUMMY. i know, again. this picture spells H-U-N-G-R-Y :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SLP6hWPLG0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/_192apMz7Lg/s1600-h/DSC03351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238806242373868354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SLP6hWPLG0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/_192apMz7Lg/s400/DSC03351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so funny this is supposed to be the picture where my brother goes "eeeh what's the time harh" and it's like "DUHHH THERE'S THIS HUGE CLOCK BEHIND YOU -.-" oh and it's at lumphini park i think :D or something like that. by the time we reached there i was T.T exhausted. we walked so muchhh haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SLP6hyaPmBI/AAAAAAAAANA/jWvPgins0Vk/s1600-h/DSC03371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238806249936492562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SLP6hyaPmBI/AAAAAAAAANA/jWvPgins0Vk/s400/DSC03371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, it's a river!&lt;br /&gt;No, it is a canal!&lt;br /&gt;No, it is actually a massive flooding on the road to our hotel room on the last day when we were in a rush for the flight! -.- Yeah this is a road! O: like with cars driving on it. it was so creepy there was no way pass without having to step in water, so my brother and i took out our shoes and WALKED IN THE WATER I KNOW EEEK. and at certain points it was KNEE-HIGH! and I almost slipped haha. and because we were catching a plane we didn't have a hotel room to dry ourselves so it was quite bad &gt;&lt; we were in some huge massive jam too. super unnerving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway pe lessons are...amusing? my basketball is fail :Di can't shoot for nuts. my poor pe partners haha x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEEF!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 kai'en @ 11.15pm, tuesday, 26 august 2008 (I KNOW I KNOW IM SUPPOSED TO BE PT-ING. I'M TAKING A BREAK, OKAY?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;watch the sky guys! mars is here! 12.30am, you might see two "moons". says (11:32 PM):&lt;br /&gt;go see later at 12.30&lt;br /&gt;watch the sky guys! mars is here! 12.30am, you might see two "moons". says (11:32 PM):&lt;br /&gt;rmb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;      kai'en(:      says (11:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;      kai'en(:      says (11:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;see what? O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;watch the sky guys! mars is here! 12.30am, you might see two "moons". says (11:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;two moons&lt;br /&gt;watch the sky guys! mars is here! 12.30am, you might see two "moons". says (11:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;sort of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;      kai'en(:      says (11:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;O: O:!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;watch the sky guys! mars is here! 12.30am, you might see two "moons". says (11:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;      kai'en(:      says (11:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;how come O:&lt;br /&gt;      kai'en(:      says (11:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;so cool!&lt;br /&gt;      kai'en(:      says (11:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;wehre!!!!&lt;br /&gt;      kai'en(:      says (11:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;how!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;watch the sky guys! mars is here! 12.30am, you might see two "moons". says (11:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;orbit thingum&lt;br /&gt;watch the sky guys! mars is here! 12.30am, you might see two "moons". says (11:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;in the sky la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch the sky guys! mars is here! 12.30am, you might see two "moons". says (11:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;no at your doorstep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;watch the sky guys! mars is here! 12.30am, you might see two "moons". says (11:33 PM):&lt;br /&gt;it will ring the bell and get you to the open the door and it will say "hi!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jinghui can actually be mildy funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-6018613245047650374?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/6018613245047650374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=6018613245047650374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6018613245047650374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6018613245047650374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/08/beef.html' title='BEEF!'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SLP6f7MgzTI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YhZoFhvdzEI/s72-c/DSC03282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-5505846393924039212</id><published>2008-08-20T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:54:26.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simon says</title><content type='html'>shit i know all my posts now are like damn not nice to read because they are not interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i'm so pissed again argh ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at so many things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;forgive doesn't mean forget&lt;br /&gt;forget doesn't mean forgive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know how long i'll take to do either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever i shan't think about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway school was fun today. okay fine it was amusing. science hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay merchant of venice isn't THAT bad but i'm honestly looking forward to dropping lit =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my piano teacher really knows how to get me practising lol she should have done it earlier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song i'm playing for piano now reminds me of russian sailors! :D &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like listening to our global. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go for guitar and i also want to go for SL ): how!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my brother bought this damn funny mouse for me cause my mouse is spoilt. it changes colour HAHA like it's green then blue then red then yellow then purple then FLASHFLASHFLASH and it's super distracting haha then it's like DISCO LIGHTS because when you turn off all the lights it's like super bright x) haha so funnyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he's awayy again in some far away place-oh, sydney-and he has been barely back for a day ._. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap my qingjingzuowen is still undone lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laoshi is so nice! she let us finish watching the second disc of secret in class today :D even though it was like my third time watching it -.- it's very different from watching it other times because when you watch as a class it's damn funny, like all the reactions haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no why is this week so tiring? i've been so tired and i keep crashing and everyone gets pissed gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half the reason why i'm pissed is also because my sister came into my room and is sleeping on my bed so i CANNOT INDIV D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO INDIV. ): i only have fifteen minutes left ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay nevermind. anyway olympics is so distracting :D but cool :D but my dad is literally glued to the tv like 24/7 haha :D haha samseah you influenced me to watch it on the mediacorp thing now i can't stop 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh uncle hoo came to visit the other day haha he bought some strange food thingy from japan 8D and talked about his damn pro sons or something haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised it's very easy to make me happy. just buy me food lol. so even if i'm pissed with you, you give me food, i cannot resist haha :D (hinthint&lt;strong&gt;jinghui&lt;/strong&gt;hinthint)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm gonna chiong my zuowen out now x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 10.50pm, 20th august 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: hee i just realised today is 20082008 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-5505846393924039212?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/5505846393924039212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=5505846393924039212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5505846393924039212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5505846393924039212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/08/simon-says.html' title='simon says'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-7791484967219597031</id><published>2008-08-17T15:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T15:16:40.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hohoho</title><content type='html'>hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dead. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my jap is falling off the surface of the earth spinning into space pass pluto and neptune and out of the milky way and into total darkness in god knows where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's never coming back D:&lt;br /&gt;DIE LUH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHAO WEI &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha you're so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;young.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 beavertenshi @ 3.16pm, sunday, 17th august 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-7791484967219597031?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=3769652990608763052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/3769652990608763052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/3769652990608763052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/08/humph.html' title='humph.'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-5871285476272138203</id><published>2008-08-11T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:40:23.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm really sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to sleep and don't wake up tomorrow ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-5871285476272138203?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/5871285476272138203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=5871285476272138203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5871285476272138203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5871285476272138203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-think-im-really-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-8316056396116073082</id><published>2008-08-11T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T18:30:06.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!</title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BARELY GOT ANYTHING DONE TODAY. Gragh I am so dead ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese PT on wednesday!? wth! i haven't read the book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 6.29pm, monday, 11th august 08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-8316056396116073082?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/8316056396116073082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=8316056396116073082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8316056396116073082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8316056396116073082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='!!!'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-7367623165646368393</id><published>2008-08-09T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T22:58:13.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy national day! :D</title><content type='html'>hellohello :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like posting because right now i'm highh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has been a wonderful weekend so far (haha guess the main reason whyy-until the mugging starts anyway, but that's TOMORROW) :D and whee today we had a family bbq!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why my brother chose this day to organise it because if not i could be at the ndp with leona ): i know a lot of people don't want to go okay, like yiwye smsed me that she was at ndp and she was bored and i was like ARRRRRGH, but going with friends is funn! Like you get super 8) and high and everything. Hmph and i think leona is pissed with me because she didn't reply my last sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. SORRY LUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyy on friday was national day celebrations in school! We played during the assembly thingy in the parade square in the morning and it was...okay luh. except i think fanfare was a bit screwed but never mind it was fun :D okay fine my feet were going to die in the court shoes but yeah it was cool being able to see everyone and not in some obscure position hee :D then we went back to band room and there was mass changing (and ms lim walked in haha) so funny. [we went into the male toilet haha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to join our classes but we always stand at such crappy spots (i.e. facing the amphitheatre itself instead of the stage, or standing 1000000 miles away from the stage) that we gave up trying to watch the performance and tried to spot directs instead HAHA (so stalker!) and then more and more batchmates joined us and we got kind of high (except jinghui however hard she tries she's still too far downnn) and we were all WHEEE and then it suddenly died because commmunity singing was kinda short plus we didn't know the lyrics so we were just lalalala-ing all the way. (: (Oh i kept seeing shaowei barely 2 metres away but we kept missing each other -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i was standing in front of bingrui when we did school cheers and then we did unite HOAHMYGOSH her scream can kill. i think on tuesday when we go back to school we'll realise all the glass windows turn into stained glass windows already luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i don't know why leh, for some strange reason, i can still hear now! -prods ears-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we had to wait for joanne's mum in the foyer and i got to talk to shaowei, properly, for a loong time, the first time in ages. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee i like taking joanne's car! her family is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne's mum: "hey look at the roadside! goodness so many flowers so pretty!" -points-&lt;br /&gt;-car swerves-&lt;br /&gt;joanne: "okay okay can you please watch the road?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay doesn't sound funny but it was funny okay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thennnn went home exhaustedly happy and slept till 5, realising tuition was at 5.30 D: (moved it earlier so he/i can watch the olympics opening ceremony thingum haha) and then when he came i was still feeling slightly disorientated but tuition was funny as usual (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you age like cheese, only smellier."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told me RACIST JOKES! O: gasp! haha i think we're doing quadratic graphs tomorrow D: D: D: omg die luh die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i fell asleep watching the opening ceremony, my parents criticizing the whole show for 2 hours, but i thought it was okay what! very china. and it has the si da fa ming leh, so relevant to what we're studying (: i watched the singapore contingent march past and then i went to sleep. (singapore was what?! 188th!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then this morning woke up bright and early and my brother brought me to the town centre for breakfast :D yay roti prata! we were telling ghost stories! haha super creepy can. then we bought some stuff for the bbq and we went home and i was reading the hp book yixian lent me until 4.45 when i went to bathee and then the bbq started :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm like so long-winded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yeah the bbq was fun! and so much food :D i bbqed my popcorn chicken! :D so ingenious right i know ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway there was a lot of leftover food but it was funn but we had this electrical bbq pit right and when i was trying to turn off the switch, a spark came out okay o.o it was like millimetres away from my hand omg so creepy i was freaked out! i could have DIED o.o then i didn't touch it again haha. i went to the instant one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we found slugs! ugh! then my brother kept scaring me that there were slugs around, like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eeyer, the slugs are so creepy, i hope i don't see them again."&lt;br /&gt;"i think i've seen them around the house leh."&lt;br /&gt;"huh really?! where? in the garden? yeah they look sort of familiar."&lt;br /&gt;"i saw them on your bed."&lt;br /&gt;"O.O OI DON'T SCARE ME."&lt;br /&gt;"hey!! what's that on your back!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point i leapt out of my chair and then he's like "that's where mama threw away the slugs!" or "BEHIND YOUUU!" or "the slug was there just now, dude!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to sleep thinking about ghosts and slugs and voldemort tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;beavertenshi @ 10.57 pm, saturday, 9th august 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-7367623165646368393?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/7367623165646368393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=7367623165646368393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7367623165646368393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7367623165646368393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-national-day-d.html' title='happy national day! :D'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-3144261802542141392</id><published>2008-08-02T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:35:31.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DINGDONGDINGDONG.</title><content type='html'>(that strangely reminds me of mr tan.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was supposed to be the bell things that chimed during english with msdebbietay yesterday. it signified that we've yet survivied another month, and the worst one so far for me, so yay. Hopefully the end of july also means the end of all the unhappiness and stress and worries and things that have happened in the past month. july has been quite a hectic busy month (i know there are others which are a lot worse than me, but, yeah) with the pts comp cadenza farewell nightmaregeogteacher and all the other scary things that have been happening D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everyone survived. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't exactly posted about farewell yet, i realised, not words completely of my own. But i don't feel like writing it, because it would mean living through it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but band is really different without our directs&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to happier things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;international friendship day! yay it was one of those rgsevents that make your school life SLIGHTLY less dreary. because you make people feel appreciated and you feel appreciated :D like valentine's day! yay. like jinghui actually made this paper flower thing and wrote a note! O: i was so touched x100000! because i don't think i've ever gotten something from her which she put so much effort into before. yay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my arm is itching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my lit quote! i'm so nervous D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweeeet bassanio, my ships have all miscarried, my creditors grow cruel, my estate is very low, my bond to the Jew is forfeit. And since in paying it, it is impossible that I should live, all debts are cleared between you and I, if I might but see you at my death. Notwithstanding, use your pleasure- if your love do not persuade you to come, let not this letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah i memorised already leh :D (charisse strongly believes that antonio and bassanio have a relationship going.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msraja can be quite scary o.o heh art and craft can be quite fun luh. because i'm not good with kids (: poor etinne haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay i'm reading such interesting books now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot of things to post about but as usual i cannot remember D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermindd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 beavertenshi @ 10.35pm, saturday, 2nd august 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-3144261802542141392?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/3144261802542141392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=3144261802542141392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/3144261802542141392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/3144261802542141392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/08/dingdongdingdong.html' title='DINGDONGDINGDONG.'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-3904136028521835595</id><published>2008-07-29T21:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:23:50.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Dear Directs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all, the words "Thank You" are the most important things we can say to you right now. There are so many things that we can thank you for, but perhaps somehow never have been able to pluck up the courage to say it. These, perhaps, are the truest words of gratitude we've ever said to anyone before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for teaching us so well in the past year or so, through all those direct-taking sessions, as well as sectionals. You have never given up on us, and been as patient as you can be through all of it, no matter how horribly we played, or how dismal we sounded, or how unwilling to listen we were. Thank you for being directs who inject fun into our band lives through your many intentionally and unintentionally funny actions. But most of all, thank you for letting us know the true meaning of being in RGSSB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more that we could have done, and so much more we should have done – but now that our journey with you is seemingly over, there seems to be too much regret, longing and uncertainty as to our futures in band. There are so many 'ifs' but we can't, shouldn't, dwell on that now. The only thing we can do now is to promise that we'll do our best not to let any of you down. We will do our best to help our future directs, just like you've helped and taught us. We owe you so much, and perhaps this is the best and only way we may be able to repay you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of this journey with you, you have been wonderful, absolutely wonderful, directs. We are so glad that you have been our directs, truly. Thank you so much. Everything that we want to express cannot all be put into words even by the best of us, but we try, and we hope this suffices. We will miss all of you, perhaps too much. On this note, we'd like to end off by saying that we are truly glad you have been our directs for the experiences we have gained from this journey have been truly life changing. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batch 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joogeroo.blogspot.com/"&gt;(Loads and loads and loads)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;--click&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-3904136028521835595?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/3904136028521835595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=3904136028521835595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/3904136028521835595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/3904136028521835595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-924985434618216537</id><published>2008-07-21T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:23:26.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[we love you too]</title><content type='html'>post number 70.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh something tells me i'm never forgetting today. ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read on yujia's blog luh D: if i blog i'll cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my longest crying record, too. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;batch, &lt;3 please stop crying D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh this is so mushy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mush mush mush. mush muash mash potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the embarrassing event outside the queens, we trooped down to someone's empty classroom, only to see someone's scribble on the board, reading "DIRECTS.' + lotsa emo lyrics. Then a round of bawling happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and claudia was probably the most sensible among all of us, and when she had to go and she left the classroom she said "don't cry okay, i love you" and went out, and another round of bawling took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought it would never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think it has really ended yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel very cold. my fan is turned off and the door is closed and i'm wearing my thickest jacket. my brother just walked in and i think he thinks i'm crazy cause it's so hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(maybe the cold is coming from the inside.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st july 2008, 9.23pm, monday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-924985434618216537?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/924985434618216537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=924985434618216537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/924985434618216537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/924985434618216537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-love-you-too.html' title='[we love you too]'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-4502065809523309269</id><published>2008-07-20T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T13:19:19.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cadenza xi</title><content type='html'>I read Yi Wye's blog and she said she hasn't really sorted out her feelings yet, and i feel the same. The high-ness still hasn't really died off i think, but it's like so freaking sad it's over all the same D: Anyway it was full of ups and downs yesterday and one moment it was like cry cry cry the next moment it was like high high high so right now I still feel slightly confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know now is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) cadenza's over,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) my feet are still unbalanced and sore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) i think i'll never ever forget cadenza xi, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) D: CADENZA'S OVER OVER OVER OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still very tired. Oh, history pt, go away. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi at 1.17pm, Sunday, 20th july 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-4502065809523309269?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/4502065809523309269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=4502065809523309269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4502065809523309269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4502065809523309269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/07/cadenza-xi.html' title='cadenza xi'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-7495798460395233608</id><published>2008-07-18T18:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T01:16:18.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainbow stickers</title><content type='html'>omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is passing wayyyy too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no i haven't done my cat ears &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg cmps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg elearning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg jap ca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg personal expo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg science experiment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg history pt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^those are things that are SUPPOSED to be done by now but are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i'm so dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg CADENZA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;jiayou everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially dearest batch 'cause you guys are the bestest :D haha thanks yiwye &amp;amp; joanne for yesterday, and amanda and deborah and bingrui and yixian for the tickets and the shoes and waiting for me at the mrt and everything thanks a big fat bunch yall really made my day:D and if i didn't mention your name doesn't mean i don't love you okay i still do :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(btw the mad about shoes outlet near my house which was supposedly closed for renovation opened today -.- graghhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i will fall over in my court shoes. so hard to walk! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE I FORGOT. TODAY'S MY FATHER'S BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. OMG. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so caught up with all the cadenza things that i forgot omg i'm so terrible omg OMG! Omg. I can't believe it so many things would have reminded me about it but no I FORGOT omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg more things happened but no time no time to post now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh cadenza omg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-7495798460395233608?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/7495798460395233608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=7495798460395233608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7495798460395233608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7495798460395233608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/07/rainbow-stickers.html' title='rainbow stickers'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-2686130585398581943</id><published>2008-07-04T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:32:48.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bus number 156</title><content type='html'>omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just read the emails sent through the batch about _, and it kind of made me feel really dizzy and really numb, it feels too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yiwye's (very true) last line made me )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 days to cadenza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the mood is kinda spoilt to post anything happy now, i'll post more...another time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beavertenshi @ 11.53pm, Friday, 04072008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-2686130585398581943?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/2686130585398581943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=2686130585398581943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2686130585398581943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2686130585398581943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/07/bus-number-156.html' title='bus number 156'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-654061503053735387</id><published>2008-06-29T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T20:49:16.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you big fat ___.</title><content type='html'>A LOT OF THINGS TO POST ABOUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably cannot remember all already haha but basically:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Band Camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun fun fun! :D Batch auds were ... but yeah. it as quite amusing. and batch diary. GUESS WHO'S FIRST ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Seating Arrangement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAR HAR HAR. I always sit beside the weirdest people. bye bye yiwye, i'm no longer always surrounding you and literally "always beside you" x) [see, in class i'm directly on her right, in jap class directly on her left, in band i'm kinda directly behind her, and in something else (i can't remeber what) i'm in front of her. and we were the weird aesthetics music thing partners. and we were (dont laugh) dance partners. and we're in the same sl group. (i see her 6 days a week!!!) luckily we are not cooking partners, or the school kitchens would have been burned down by now.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this paragraph is dedicated to yiwye. HI YIWYE. I THINK YOU ARE SICK OF ME. BYE BYE. SEE YOU SOON. (aka TOMORROW.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and GUESS WHO I'M SITTING BESIDE THIS TERM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DRUMROLL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDREA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to fail this term. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jinghui is in stefmok's group. (good luck.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiwye is sitting beside luxna. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THIS IS THE FUNNIEST ARRANGEMENT EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Piano ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear where to start? I have been very very lousy lately, my teacher didn't even bother listening to my last song yesterday, and it's the first time she ever did that ._. i couldn't even play the warmups properly? argh D: i was on ther verge of tears during piano. gragh every week i tell myself to practise harder but i still forget about it in the end. I'm terrible D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STARTS TOMORROW D: weekends are so short! i am feeling extremely glad my sakubun is done. geog debate (why am i the last speaker?!) die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's jap tomorrow which i'm rather looking forward to, with matsushima sensei back and all. i love matsushima sensei! she's super cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;i can't think of anything to post about now =/ i will when there's time. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&amp;amp;love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi at 8.48pm, sunday, 29th july 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-654061503053735387?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/654061503053735387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=654061503053735387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/654061503053735387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/654061503053735387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-big-fat.html' title='you big fat ___.'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-5785391632860579325</id><published>2008-05-24T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:44:35.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long post :D</title><content type='html'>Hellooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to blog again because I have too many things on my mind right now, and if something else that i forgot to do/bring/pay/remember pops up, my brain might explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, SLEEPOVER AT CHARLOTTE'S! :D Despite a bad start due to the last minute-ness, it was quite fun. Dead Poet's Society WAS a little boring, and I didn't understand half the story (no i'm not exaggerating), but the ending when the teacher left was so sad I started &lt;s&gt;tearing&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;crying&lt;/s&gt; sobbing =.= (I am ridiculous.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne's mother kindly sent us to Ang Mo Kio station :D And when I got into her car, Joanne stared at me o.o because we were wearing the same shade of electric blue shirt, and it freaked us out; we didn't plan it or anything. We were also feeling out of place and being very...prominent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Shao Charlotte YN wrote an ode to jinghui, creatively titled &lt;u&gt;Ode to Jinghui&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Jinghui, Jinghui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're in Malaysia, we are in Singapore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Impossible customs and water divides us-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the poem will earn me a bashing from BOTH jinghui and joanne, so i won't write it here haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the arcade after that O: I haven't been there in really long. THE MOST AMUSING WAS THE DDR WHICH SHERYL YN MADE US GO FOR LOL. I HAVE A VIDEO OF JOANNE['S DESPERATE ATTEMPTS AT] DANCING :D  (perfect blackmail material)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also happen to have a series of retarded joanne photos in my possession. More blackmail material. Muahaha. Joanne--think twce before spouting any nonsense about me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ate yummy food 8D Of course without Jinghui our food supply was about half less, and without her aunty skills we were shorthanded, but we managed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH REMINDS ME, YOU ALL OWE ME MARNEY. I MONEY NOT ENOUGH. I WAN MAI MARNEY. NAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, BLACKMAIL! -evil glint in eye-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went out for lunch with Sheryl Yn and esther :D thanks to esther's membership we were able to dump our stuff in the lockers in the american club :D mos burger! yumyum. Esther choked on her drink or something again. She's always doing that and scaring me o.o Well anyway it was very amusing, and I managed to arrive home unscathed all the way fro the American Club, so I'm :D proud of myself. And we saw Wong Li Lin! Haha. Eclipse 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so tired i really cannot remember much else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh was it the day before that I went to RGP? Haha i managed to find my way from Boon Keng MRT to rgp okay :D Turned out RGP was going to nanyang for some open house thingum or something? so we tagged along, "we" being joanne jinghui pearlyn sherylYN &amp;amp; me :D and watched the band performance :D and saw so many people i haven't seen in ages again omg charlotte pam rachelho tingwei! Oh we made tingwei screw up her performance. Woops. (She burst out laughing when she say joanne's face and she totally forgot to continue playing omg it was hilarious.) rachel has a brace O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway. moving forward to the last day of school... the original plan was to go home and sleep straight away, but in the end yiwye convinced me/joanne to call her mum to not pick us up and instead go and walk around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(drumroll)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEARTLAND MALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadah. Some kind of place to walk around in =.= Anyway Yoon Jung came too :D Since we all lived within close proximities of heartland mall we decided to just go there and walk around =.= but halfway yoon jung had to leave looking rather...according to yiwye, "pale-faced", but this morning i saw her well and alive in school during open house, so, i guess, she survived! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we walked all the way to ntuc and somehow i had to walk with them back to heartland mall because that's where they go home from, and then i had to walk back to ntuc again because that's how i go home =.= we spent RIDICULOUSLY long in ntuc =.= i remember looking at raw chicken which made joanne cringed, and ben&amp;amp;jerry's and cute milo packets, but nothing much else. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention? They opened a New York New York in heartland mall. O: HOW WEIRD IS THAT. At some ulu ulu secluded corner somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now it's 25th May,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR ESTHER! :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:D Have fun CAP-ing (: And in America and Japan oh mannn you lucky kid AHH but I have possession of your eclipse now hoho :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open house AHH performance was ): Sigh.  i need to prac more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I read 1/3 of eclipse today. O_o I should NOT go so fast! AHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG BREAKINGDAWNESTHEROMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 12.44AM, Sunday, 250508&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-5785391632860579325?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/5785391632860579325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=5785391632860579325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5785391632860579325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5785391632860579325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/05/long-post-d.html' title='long post :D'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-9059552833365429672</id><published>2008-05-16T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T00:15:56.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stick of wish</title><content type='html'>-content deleted, good for you (: -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-9059552833365429672?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/9059552833365429672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=9059552833365429672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/9059552833365429672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/9059552833365429672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/05/stick-of-wish.html' title='stick of wish'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-8850141191182626374</id><published>2008-05-13T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:04:30.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1234;5678</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am bored and shall do this for fun;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Say 15 things that you always wanted to say to 15 different people&lt;br /&gt;2. Do not name these people.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag others to do the same! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Okay my people are really random people, but yeah)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Maybe you don't know it, but I really really really want to thank you for everything! I know you care even if you don't show it, will miss you. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. I love you but somehow I have a bad feeling about what is going to happen, it feels like...it is never going to work out, ever and ever. But no matter what, thank you for all the memories, very very much. (':&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. I know I'll never have the courage to say this to your face, but really, thank you for everything. You don't know how much you have done for me, I'm really thankful to have someone like you. Even if I don't show it, I am really really happy to know someone like you okay? (: And you're funny. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. I know I might be a little mean to you at times, and ignore your feelings, do things you are not happy with, but I am sorry. Just want you to know I'm always here for you and you're always there for me so I love you a lot a lot! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.Goodness okay stop telling me that already, I know I know! Don't have to make me feel worse everyday. Sometimes I really cannot tell whether you consider me a friend, you can be so mean and so nice at times, I feel confused ): Anyway, I have gotten to know you better over time, hopes it gets better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. (OKAY I THINK THIS IS REALLY OBVIOUS) AHHHH HIHI I CAN'T BELIEVE I FOUND SOMEONE ELSE WHO LIKES THE SAME STUFF AS ME SO MUCH AND HAVE EXACTLY THE SAME THOUGHTS AS ME ABOUT STUFF! THANK YOU FOR BEING UH, (OMG THIS IS GETTING SUPER OBVIOUS) THERE TO FANGIRL? HAHA. (WATCH DBY!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Sometimes I really feel a bit scared of you because you seem so much _______. I am really glad to have a friend like youuu though (: I'm sorry if I treat you worse than you treat me, it's just that... I don't know (: i shall make up for it this year, okay? (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Don't just walk into my life like that and upset this world I have built for myself, I am very pleased with it, thanks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. omg, i really don't know what to say but thank you for being there, and no matter what always thinking of me! (: Even though we might have been...separated(okay not right word)  in many ways, we are still rather good friends don't you think? We might have secrets and things that each other don't know, but somehow something always bonds us. Thank you (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Sometimes I can't decide whether I love or hate you (haha) but somehow I can never run too far away from you, so i guess, I like you (in between, see! Not love or hate.)? Anyway, thanks for being always there LITERALLY. Haha. It's FATE! Wheee. (omg sheryl tells me this is obvious)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. AH I REALLY MISS YOU.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. You just walked in and out of my life in such a short time, we don't really talk, but you really don't know how much you affect me (which is, A LOT) and like all you did was just being there lah, haha, but still (: If you find out about certain...things, you will be, freaked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. We were never very good friends, but why do I miss you so ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. Hahahahahaha I don't really have anything to say to you, but hahahahahahaha i want to laugh hahahahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15! YOU HAVE (UKNOWINGLY) MADE THE BIGGEST (POSITIVE) CHANGES IN MY LIFE o.o THANK YOU :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This html thing doesn't allow hearts, gah. Anyway there are still sooooo many people I want to say things to ): Cant think of them now probably. If you don't think you're there IT'S OKAY :D  Anyway these are like people that affect my life only currently, I think. So. Yeah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Screw geog PT&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;posted, beavertenshi @ 11.00PM, Tuesday, 130508&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-8850141191182626374?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/8850141191182626374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=8850141191182626374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8850141191182626374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8850141191182626374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/05/12345678.html' title='1234;5678'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-5913900094316487036</id><published>2008-05-11T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T01:49:56.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crossed-eyed bug</title><content type='html'>AH AH AH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel weirdly stressed because there's still so much to do after myas. ._. Yesterday, woke up at 6.30 and didn't have time to rest till 12 midnight. Well at least it was a rather fun day...had SL in the morning. Beyond Social Services (: It wasn't as bad as I expected, I guess. But I never knew it could be so tiring! Sigh and was released only at aboutg 12.45, reached home at 1.45, practised piano for 10 mins then chiong to guitar (at 2). If this happens every week, I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I think i'm going to thailand o.o and we're taking a budget airline and i'm worried because it's my first time and i am scared i will die o.o and my brother booked FRIDAY THE 13TH. Ha. Ha. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee I'm rather excited bout it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayy OMG SUDDENLY i found so much in common with certain people, it's scary. Haha Yixian WATCH DBY! (: MUST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to sleep because i really really don't want tomorrow to come. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beavertenshi @ 1.48a.m., Monday, 12th May 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-5913900094316487036?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/5913900094316487036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=5913900094316487036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5913900094316487036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5913900094316487036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/05/crossed-eyed-bug.html' title='crossed-eyed bug'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-1335346208307342384</id><published>2008-05-07T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T14:20:02.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fifty eight degrees O:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;60TH POST! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually 60 posts in 3 years is not a lot. It's only 20 posts a year leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, myas are over, but strangely i don't feel liberated or free or what everyone has been writing in their pms, I don't know why. It's not like I didn't study okay, but like, there's so much more things to come AFTER myas D: Like GEOG PT. And auds omg i don't know when. And Jap presentation which is supposed to be based on the compo, and then suay suay it's the one I didn't hand up =.= AHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least it's a holiday tomorrow. I HOPE WE DON'T HAVE TO GO FOR THIRD LANG ON FRIDAY/MONDAY. That would suck. (And I would pon probably even though I haven't really ponned third lang before :D Kai'en is a good girl. [HAHA GOOD GIRL YEAH RIGHT])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of my days getting longer again is so D:! Maybe I should quit third lang, even though i don't really want to, like Stef. Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh maths today was HORRENDOUS. Because I know how to do BUT I DIDN'T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FORGOT ABOUT IDENTITIES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FORGOT ABOUT IDENTITIES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FORGOT ABOUT IDENTITIES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it! After doing so much on it too.&lt;br /&gt;): There goes my 6 marks simultaneous equation question, byebyeee. And byebye 4.o. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Anyway the person RETURNED ME MY CALCULATOR THIS MORNING (: BIG BIG BIG THANKS to all those who helped me in one way or another, especially samantha and jinghui and esther and yiwye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to pack my whole room today! Or my mother will come in and throw everything away. MY THINGS ARE NOT RUBBISH. I just like to keeps things for memory's sake. I keep a lot of stuff. (I used to keep like sweet wrappings, no kidding o.o but i attempted to wash it first lah.) Except I am rather messy haha. I GOT NO SPACE IN MY ROOM LAH. I need bookshelves. I don't have a single bookshelf in my room, which is weird, because my stuff is piled up all over the place :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay can reply long overdue letters to my mortal/angel now I AM HAPPY (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYAs this year was so amusing. Jinghui and her Alp-volcanoes, Jinghui and her tissue-protracter, getting MsBettyYeo for half the papers, stoning while waiting for Joanne to finish her philo paper, getting taiyou no namida stuck in my head right before the lit exam(no thanks to esther and jinghui) and the calculator was so scarily exciting omg :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I love myas. :D Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovemuch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beavertenshi @ 2.14pm, Wednesday, 070508, THE DAY KAI'EN SCREWED UP HER MATHS EXAM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-1335346208307342384?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/1335346208307342384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=1335346208307342384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/1335346208307342384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/1335346208307342384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/05/fifty-eight-degrees-o.html' title='fifty eight degrees O:'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-172239967134667968</id><published>2008-05-06T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:48:10.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>comical...conversations(:</title><content type='html'>omg the conversations i have been having are hilarious. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly is spastic.&lt;br /&gt;Google is also spastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥36thirtysix! kelly. says (8:18 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;AHH CANT STAND GOOGLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥36thirtysix! kelly. says (8:18 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Definitions of integer on the Web:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;An integer.&lt;br /&gt;www1.y12.doe.gov/capabilities/sgml/wg8/document/n1920/html/clause-A.4.1.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA so helpful hor (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought one day Kelly would fangirl to me about how cute the Summertime thing is o.o I feel very disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai'en(: says (7:18 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OMG IS IT MY EYES OR IS YOUR PM "SUMMERTIME =D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥36thirtysix! kelly. says (7:18 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ITS YOUR EYES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥36thirtysix! kelly. says (7:19 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;haha no the song's quite cute what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's not fangirling-like-Sheryl, but it's ONE STEP CLOSER TO IT. Speaking of News...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne says (8:10 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;joanne says (8:10 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;are they going anywhere interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne says (8:10 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;they're not like shopping for some yummy-pee CDs or anything right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kai'en(: says (8:11 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kai'en(: says (8:11 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YUMMYPEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kai'en(: says (8:11 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;joanne says (8:11 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;isn't it? that japanese/korean/chinese guy who looks just like a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kai'en(: says (8:11 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA YEAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kai'en(: says (8:12 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YUMMYPEE HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;joanne says (8:12 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;joanne says (8:12 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;it sounds like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;joanne says (8:12 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;he looks like pudding, soft and gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(apologies for insane laughter)&lt;br /&gt;omg she was talking about SherylYN and esther when she said "they" btw. And yummy pee. HAHA GUESS WHO'S THAT. -Fangirls start to throw knives at Joanne- So funny. Oh and too much of Sheryl and Esther and Jinghui is REALLY BAD FOR YOU. Like, poor souls (i.e. me, joanne, kelly) will get sucked into the fangirling world whether we like it or not o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did the stupidest thing today. -.- I called Jinghui's house and asked for Shao Wei AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH JING HUI'S MUM LAUGHED AT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hello may i speak to shao wei?"&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? This is Jinghui's house!"&lt;br /&gt;"Huh."&lt;br /&gt;"Do you want to speak to Jinghui?"&lt;br /&gt;(I suddenly realised that i called jinghui)&lt;br /&gt;"..yeah okay." (at this point my head was like "OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG")&lt;br /&gt;"Who are you? -chuckles-"&lt;br /&gt;"Um... Kai'en."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay hold on. -LAUGHS-" (i heard jinghui laughing at the back too YOU DIE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I should have gone "Nevermind bye!" instead!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joanne: if you accidentally delete Carmen again i will not send it to you&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;omg we were talking about the checking of papers all in one day and how we're going to have some emotional breakdown:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai'en(: says (9:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;like "YAYY HAHAHA omg -sobs- YAYYYYYY WHEEEE _omg!!!!!!!!!! -cries heart out- YAYYY -ahhhhhhh!-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friends. -xka` - SHERYL - desi says (9:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Last Friends. -xka` - SHERYL - desi says (9:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friends. -xka` - SHERYL - desi says (9:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mine will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Last Friends. -xka` - SHERYL - desi says (9:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;----------------------------------------- the whole day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Last Friends. -xka` - SHERYL - desi says (9:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;like, y'know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friends. -xka` - SHERYL - desi says (9:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;those machines which show life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friends. -xka` - SHERYL - desi says (9:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;then mine will be flat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friends. -xka` - SHERYL - desi says (9:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;because die liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this is solely for Jinghui's benefit:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALPS do not equal to VOLCANOES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Oh and all the best for MYAs tomorrow! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;beavertenshi, 060508, 9.34pm, Tuesday, BEFORE MATHS EXAM OMG WHAT AM I DOING HERE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-172239967134667968?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/172239967134667968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=172239967134667968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/172239967134667968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/172239967134667968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg-conversations-i-have-been-having.html' title='comical...conversations(:'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-5581715802765695037</id><published>2008-05-04T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:43:08.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>y=mx+c 8)</title><content type='html'>You know SherylYN/Esther/Jing Hui have influenced you if you see "p" in an algebraic expression and the first "p" you think of is "YamaPi"! ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho. Ho. I have a lot to study. I'm deaded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-5581715802765695037?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/5581715802765695037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=5581715802765695037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5581715802765695037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5581715802765695037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/05/ymxc-8.html' title='y=mx+c 8)'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-8683275390457390277</id><published>2008-05-01T15:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T16:11:01.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jackfruit juice</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was spent at Joanne's house mugging, and I'm rather proud of what I did manage to study :D Okay, Half the time was spent sitting around but I DID study about forests and the rock cycle :D Which reminds me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai'en: Let's study the rock cycle.&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl: Okay!&lt;br /&gt;Kai'en: So, where does the rock cycle start?&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl: =.= It's called a CYCLE because there's no start! =.=&lt;br /&gt;Kai'en: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl(to Joanne): Joanne, Kai'en just asked me where does the rock cycle start!&lt;br /&gt;Joanne: Yeah, where does it start ah?&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl: !!! =.=&lt;br /&gt;Joanne: Huh? Oh. OHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- (few hours later, Shao decides she should start studying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shao: Okay rock cycle...where does it start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our geog is like, dead :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay Joanne's mum cooks yummy stuff :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so freaky how me/joanne think the same thing all the time/say the same thing all the time/ have the same things all the time o.o Sheryl reckons we are long lost twins. Ha. Ha. Ha. I think it's ust...many years of mo4 qi4? I dunno haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIT PAPER TOMORROW o.o I haven't been thinking about it much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what have become of my lit notes after sitting beside stef for, a day. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SBl2_Vs24RI/AAAAAAAAAMY/tRqxLza1QVI/s1600-h/DSC02717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195314475677704466" style="WIDTH: 476px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px" height="300" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SBl2_Vs24RI/AAAAAAAAAMY/tRqxLza1QVI/s400/DSC02717.JPG" width="494" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be scared. be very, very scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh--and how could i forget? Joanne's mum showed us her baby pictures again :D :D :D It was so hilarious omg. PINK RIBBONS :D And she was bald :D And there was a picture of when she was like 3 months old or smth and shao was like "Omg, i wasn't even born then!" WHICH IS LIKE SUPER COOL! :D And joanne already has the blur/dao face since young :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me of lunch. Shao was like "okay, don't make me laugh!" then she drank milo. then i burst out laughing. Then her eyes opened really widely and ran to face a wall to stop laughing xD unfortunately, the wall had joanne's family picture on it. so shaowei looked up and burst into laughter again omg haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Joanne cares for her siblings even if she doesn't like to show it! Which is very sweet i think. :D heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted at 4.00pm 010508, thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: today is like, MAYDAY. right? COOL LUH :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-8683275390457390277?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/8683275390457390277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=8683275390457390277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8683275390457390277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8683275390457390277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/05/jackfruit-juice.html' title='jackfruit juice'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SBl2_Vs24RI/AAAAAAAAAMY/tRqxLza1QVI/s72-c/DSC02717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-8036178380450049635</id><published>2008-04-29T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:36:33.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MYAs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But during Comp Studs the other day I read Esther's blog and i laughed out loud and everyone went O.o because i remembered what exactly happened and it was so hilarious. From her blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Ms Leow wanted someone to read the poem Be Specific aloud and she happened to have the brilliant idea of calling Register number 16. Which happens to be me. And I couldn't pronounce ORIOLE, so Kai'en said, "I think it's pronounced Oreo. Because it has to rhyme with Swallow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when it was my turn to read, I really did say Oreo and it was Kai'en's turn to have a brilliant idea and laugh. After that, we laughed like crazy everytime Ms Leow said "oreo" aloud. =_= I think she thinks we're insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA it isn't as funny in words. You know how I sometimes have those funny spasms of laughter (especially in 113 sitting beside Kelly omg HAHAHAHA) xD. I remember our group (113) had to read a passage for oral together, and then we were reading fine until the next paragraph went something like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Bang!" went the gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nobody said anything and Mrs Loh was like "Continue!" And we were like "Bang!" "Ba-" "BANG!"  and banged all over the place till the class had to shout 1-2-3 for us and it was so funny i laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed and didn't manage to read another single word for the rest of the passage. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(it hurts on the inside)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-8036178380450049635?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/8036178380450049635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=8036178380450049635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8036178380450049635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8036178380450049635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/04/myas.html' title=''/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-1617317324936481821</id><published>2008-04-27T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T01:22:22.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;33</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AHAHA I LOVED THE CONCERT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love beavertenshi @ 1.21am, sunday, 270408&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-1617317324936481821?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/1617317324936481821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=1617317324936481821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/1617317324936481821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/1617317324936481821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/04/33.html' title='&lt;33'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-2821886290325256664</id><published>2008-04-22T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:16:42.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strange 8D</title><content type='html'>I'm amused(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day! :D Quite :D A happy day I had since a long time anyway :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut my hair :D my hairdresser is wacky! I couldn't even recognise her when I walked in yesterday, she had like some extreme makeover x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And omg new mouthpiece SO COOL :D :D :D It feels different but it feels...easier then my previous one. i think. Haha. ( I have a feeling that my mother won't be too happy when i tell her the price. =/ heh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:44 PM) dying giraffe.:&lt;br /&gt;EH&lt;br /&gt;(10:44 PM) dying giraffe.:&lt;br /&gt;KAIEN&lt;br /&gt;(10:44 PM) kai'en(:    :&lt;br /&gt;YAH&lt;br /&gt;(10:44 PM) dying giraffe.:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE THE PTS FOR ZUOWEN&lt;br /&gt;(10:44 PM) kai'en(:    :&lt;br /&gt;o.O PTS?&lt;br /&gt;(10:44 PM) kai'en(:    :&lt;br /&gt;LIKE, POINTS?&lt;br /&gt;(10:44 PM) kai'en(:    :&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU MEAN&lt;br /&gt;(10:44 PM) dying giraffe.:&lt;br /&gt;YAH&lt;br /&gt;(10:44 PM) dying giraffe.:&lt;br /&gt;POINTS&lt;br /&gt;(10:44 PM) dying giraffe.:&lt;br /&gt;AS IN WHAT TO WRITE ABOUT! ):&lt;br /&gt;(10:44 PM) kai'en(:    :&lt;br /&gt;I DUNNO&lt;br /&gt;(10:45 PM) kai'en(:    :&lt;br /&gt;which question you doing?&lt;br /&gt;(10:45 PM) dying giraffe.:&lt;br /&gt;the parent kiddo one&lt;br /&gt;(10:46 PM) kai'en(:    :&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;(10:46 PM) kai'en(:    :&lt;br /&gt;ME TOO&lt;br /&gt;(10:47 PM) dying giraffe.:&lt;br /&gt;what to write!!&lt;br /&gt;(10:47 PM) dying giraffe.:&lt;br /&gt;I'M STUCK LAH&lt;br /&gt;(10:47 PM) kai'en(:    :&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;(10:47 PM) kai'en(:    :&lt;br /&gt;what points do you have so far&lt;br /&gt;(10:47 PM) dying giraffe.:&lt;br /&gt;what to write what to write&lt;br /&gt;(10:47 PM) dying giraffe.:&lt;br /&gt;that the kiddo will turn evil and do something bad&lt;br /&gt;(10:47 PM) kai'en(:    :&lt;br /&gt;i said that parents help you release stress and the kid will be good when he grows up&lt;br /&gt;(10:47 PM) dying giraffe.:&lt;br /&gt;that the kiddo wont have anyone to let out emotions to and will become EMO&lt;br /&gt;(10:47 PM) kai'en(:    :&lt;br /&gt;OMG HAHA WE ARE BOTH AS RETARDED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha by the way, the topic for that zuowen is something along the lines of "why is it important to have a good relationship between parent and child" HAHA omg I think i will fail that compo =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYAs are REALLY REALLY freaking me out x.x I haven't studied! HOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(8:00 PM) kai'en(:    :&lt;br /&gt;HI&lt;br /&gt;(8:00 PM) kai'en(:    :&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;(8:00 PM) ♥36thirtysix! ke:&lt;br /&gt;hello!&lt;br /&gt;(8:00 PM) ♥36thirtysix! ke:&lt;br /&gt;JOANNE REALLY LOOKS LIKE YOU AH&lt;br /&gt;(8:00 PM) ♥36thirtysix! ke:&lt;br /&gt;i was like WHY ARE THERE TWO KAI'ENS&lt;br /&gt;(8:01 PM) kai'en(:    :&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;(8:01 PM) kai'en(:    :&lt;br /&gt;OI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly deserves to be...poked to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG MY SIS SAYS SHE'S GOING TO BUY AN MP3 PLAYER. WHICH MEANS SHE'S GOING TO RETURN ME MINE. FINALLY. YAY! But it has been like a year already =/ I wonder what state it is in D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my piano. Haha. :D Touch my piano with oily fingers and you won't live to see tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATHS D: IS STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. HATE. GRAPHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D I feel strangely happy. 8) I think it means i have forgotten to do something. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 beavertenshi 9.15pm 220408 tuesssday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-2821886290325256664?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/2821886290325256664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=2821886290325256664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2821886290325256664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2821886290325256664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/04/strange-8d.html' title='strange 8D'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-6926402127452394429</id><published>2008-04-18T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T00:20:40.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apple drums 8)</title><content type='html'>zomg lit pt D: D: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am so sorry Andrea you had to do so much&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA luxna, andrea is going to kill you. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently very very freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done my english summary! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLAIREEE since you come here daily, i shall just inform you through here that i can go with you every sat for SL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg there goes my saturday mornings ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my saturday is now packed! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need some serious time management course or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week i've been so tired! gragh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAP ZUOWEN I HAVEN'T DONE. D: D: D: HOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS DUE AGES AGO. And because of like i don't know what but i missed so many jap lessons! ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should STOP getting distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise all i talk about nowadays is like homework O: that's bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-6926402127452394429?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/6926402127452394429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=6926402127452394429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6926402127452394429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6926402127452394429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/04/apple-drums-8.html' title='apple drums 8)'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-2677079436036310895</id><published>2008-04-15T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:56:47.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks, that helped</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIAXUAN! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised the previous post was my 50th post! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How significant. But you know that means since P6, I have only blogged like, 50 times o.o Which is not a lot, isn't it? Considering that some of my posts are as short as jinghui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haha anyway, PFT today. Was okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today was a rather terrible day! ): Maybe it was cos I stayed up till 1 doing my STUPID PERSONAL EXPO which doesn't make sense anyway, but I was feeling rather grumpy (especially after SherylYN &lt;strong&gt;poked&lt;/strong&gt; me.) You poke me, you turn into taupok and dieee. Unless you are jinghweeee, who happen to be a tofu already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gragh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's SO MUCH to do! ): This is so ironic, expecially after I finished a compo yesterday about how we need to manage our time well (and caused Esther to get really worked up--"We have NO time to manage!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my lit pt group is hilarious. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAGH, today was a rather lousy way to start a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's class dc tomorrow, how? As well as band, and the Nature week thing. Diezxzxzxzx. (HAHA SHAO, ZXs!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--150408 tuesday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-2677079436036310895?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/2677079436036310895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=2677079436036310895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2677079436036310895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2677079436036310895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/04/thanks-that-helped.html' title='thanks, that helped'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-6727691646119068522</id><published>2008-04-14T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T23:35:45.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zomg my personal expo is so dead. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire, are you there. I haven't done my jianbao. Hee. Hee. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's only because I cannot find my newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-6727691646119068522?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/6727691646119068522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=6727691646119068522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6727691646119068522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6727691646119068522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/04/zomg-my-personal-expo-is-so-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-5927685598004448021</id><published>2008-04-13T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T23:56:21.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emmanuel vii</title><content type='html'>Since no one else visits my blog anymore, I shall blog specially for Claire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I HAVE DONE MY ZUOWEN. -insert smug smile-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shall i talk abouttt&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH i realised i never mentioned this but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;waddle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; won sports fest, YAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was zomg busy! ORA in the morning, haha. Picked up joanne on the way there, haha then went for walkajog! With joanne again haha. Walkajogs are good ways to get SSAs. (: Then we walked around for a bit, bumping into batchmates (HAHA ALLITERATION HAHA SORRY i am lame.) Oh we saw this guy walking around with a trumpet and i was like o.O thennn joanne and I went home together again x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home and was supposed to practise piano but i was tired so i fell asleep, and woke up realising with horror it was already ONE, freaked out, and did some last minute practice and chionged out of the house, was a bit late for guitar, woops. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leona pangseh me. but hahaha that's cos she had to prepare for her concert! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha which brings me to the topic of joanne again :D We went to the band concert at PL together! :D It was so cool to see PL again (: We walked around a bit before the concert started and whee we sat on this seesaw and had lots of fun hahaha felt childish but fun! :D It was quite scary cos the see saw didn't have handles to hold on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were at this pond and we walked past then i was like "did you hear that sound?" and joanne was like "that's the fishes." and i was like "no! listen!" and then there was this grumbling sound and then PIAKCHINGBOMBILSHH something happened and then like water started to flow down the miniwaterfall thing from a pipe. and we stood there looking at it like o.o and then after a short silence joanne was like "Uh, is that supposed to happen?" Then we got worried we did something and so we ran away :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concert wasn't exactly the best, but it was...interesting. we started spotting a lot of old PL friends, then got really excited! :D I went there expecting to see one person i know in the band (aka leona) but i ended up seeing five O: :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like their programme booklet haha :D printed so prettily! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i have a video of joanne &amp;amp; me on the seesaw. Very hilarious. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee. Then joanne's father+mother drove us home. HAHA Joanne:"Oh no Kai'en can you go and pretend you are their daughter?" x) Her father drove with the top down! Haha it was SO COOL. But Joanne was so embarrassed haha it was so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also ate A LOT of nachos that day o.o Once at ORA once at the concert and once more when i reached home and watched Planet Earth with my brother. o.o and i ate more today watching David Blaine scaring the lives out of people. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more nachos for me o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOANNE LEONG YOU DIE. WHEN ARE YOU PLANNING TO TELL ME YOU ARE NOT GOING FOR THIRD LANG TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, anyway, pictures:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SAIfUz_qEBI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/JqlOxvO449A/s1600-h/DSC02401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188744163099283474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SAIfUz_qEBI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/JqlOxvO449A/s400/DSC02401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leona &amp;amp; me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SAIfUj_qEAI/AAAAAAAAAMI/tovHgApesBk/s1600-h/DSC02397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188744158804316162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SAIfUj_qEAI/AAAAAAAAAMI/tovHgApesBk/s400/DSC02397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Joanne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbye. Happy reading, Claire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi at 11.56pm, Sunday, 13th April 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-5927685598004448021?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/5927685598004448021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=5927685598004448021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5927685598004448021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5927685598004448021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/04/emmanuel-vii.html' title='emmanuel vii'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/SAIfUz_qEBI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/JqlOxvO449A/s72-c/DSC02401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-8665536277389453518</id><published>2008-04-08T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T20:49:30.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but me? shouldn't be</title><content type='html'>i haven't blogged in so long! (the last post didn't count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should do away with this blog D: not like i have time to blog nowadays! Sigh but I'll miss it so muchly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PFT tomorrow. HOW. DIEDIEDIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO WANTS TO WALK AND FAIL WITH ME TOMORROW 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also tingxie tomorrow. ):&lt;br /&gt; (omg my haorenhaoshi! Claire the Chinese rep is Chasing me. HAHA 8D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire is a walking textbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR STEFANIE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(HAHA I told you the present was random xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR LEONA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(you shall get your birthday present, somehow someday. x) Oh, I am talking about last year's birthday by the way.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;HAPPY (BELATED) BIRTHDAY DEAR DEBORAH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha sorry will get manga another time x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-8665536277389453518?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/8665536277389453518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=8665536277389453518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8665536277389453518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8665536277389453518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/04/but-me-shouldnt-be.html' title='but me? shouldn&apos;t be'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-687889872487173241</id><published>2008-03-23T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T20:05:23.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;:</title><content type='html'>I am very very pissed and upset and I want to cry ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid. gridghjlkdnzvxn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday joanne anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-687889872487173241?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/687889872487173241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=687889872487173241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/687889872487173241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/687889872487173241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='&gt;:'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-557044604650432299</id><published>2008-03-16T14:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T15:40:48.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spearmint mentos(:</title><content type='html'>I had such a great dream last night (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It involved me crying, however I think it was tears of joy. Sort of, I think. Or it was relief. Or something. Unfortunately, the problem with good dreams is that you know it would never happen D: If it does, my life would now be (almost) perfect :D I don't know why I dreamt of it though, it's rather scary. And really, quite dumb, xD My dream involved an old photo, my trumpet, lousy teachers, a hug and a lot of crying. How random!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it trying to tell me something =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-reading many many books lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't started on any homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what homework there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Except I haven't handed in my xiejingwen. SHHHHH I hope Claire only reads books and not my blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I KNOW OF SOMETHING I CAN DO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRD LANG HOMEWORK! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY I FEEL SO HAPPY. AT LEAST I WON'T FEEL WEIRD WHEN I GO TO SCHOOL NOT HAVING DONE ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh shit just remembered--the chinese book review x.x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better not get distracted anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 3.39pm, Sunday, 16th March 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-557044604650432299?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/557044604650432299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=557044604650432299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/557044604650432299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/557044604650432299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/03/spearmint-mentos.html' title='spearmint mentos(:'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-5411837670389992114</id><published>2008-03-12T19:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T20:09:33.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bandcamp+t'ang quartet</title><content type='html'>hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march hols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay haven't been updating, sorry ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band camp yesterday, was fun and tiring. Batch '10 so sucks at captain's ball xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll never forget jinghui's (coughcough) attention catching shoes, and jinghui herself, (HAHA JOANNE).&lt;br /&gt;i can't bother to upload the pics yet! tired. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; then went to watch T'ang Quartet at NUS! they were good. the concert was hilarious, i couldn't stop laughing with joanne, and you know how quiet the hall is, and the only sounds you can hear are the 4 instruments, so i almost died trying to control my laughter...so did joanne, hahahahaha the chairs were shaking quite vigorously. xD I took out my specs so i couldn't see so i won't stop laughing ,and joanne pinched her nose &gt;&lt; it's so hilarious, and i didn't even know why i was laughing. i laughed cos joanne laughed. and joanne laughs funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; reached home about at about 10.30...tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that means i was out of home for about...15 1/2 hours. Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9fGRQWf_oI/AAAAAAAAAK8/daW8VvKZrHE/s1600-h/Sophia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176824296435089026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9fGRQWf_oI/AAAAAAAAAK8/daW8VvKZrHE/s400/Sophia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia Thiong! 09 March 2008, 2125, Thomson Medical Centre :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kai'en&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi at 8.06pm, Wednesday, 12th march 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-5411837670389992114?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/5411837670389992114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=5411837670389992114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5411837670389992114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5411837670389992114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/03/bandcamptang-quartet.html' title='bandcamp+t&apos;ang quartet'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9fGRQWf_oI/AAAAAAAAAK8/daW8VvKZrHE/s72-c/Sophia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-344921932202899727</id><published>2008-01-23T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T21:04:55.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picture post~! (FINALLY)</title><content type='html'>22nd January 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helloooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time when I come back from school I will feel like posting, but before I can safely reach my laptop, something ): happens…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today’s case, four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s like this thing in my throat that doesn’t allow the D:-ness to come out and doesn’t allow the :D-ness to go in &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on to happier things :D Like, my birthday! :D :D I finally got down to posting it because the birthday present from my brother FINALLY arrived today in the post :D I, am, happy! :D Even though I won’t use it often probably (it’s a membership card for something) but still, it’s a cool card to have :D  And lots of love to you lovely friends/ classmates/ third-lang-mates/ section/ batchmates/everyone else who wished me happy birthday :D But, you know, you could always have found somewhere else to write happy birthday on besides my legs, dear batchmates :D It is extremely ticklish and embarrassing xD Haha I had a lurveeely birthday (maybe besides the first hour or so but still) thanks a bunch guys :D &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, what else to say, I seriously can’t remember, although I remember I had a bunch of things to say before coming up here. Physics is boring. Maths is :D FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YAH I need to do like, a te4 xie3 on one of my presents…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(drumroll)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOANNE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH OMG SHE GOT ME A PRESENT! I mean it’s not a present it’s like cards, more like, but she actually gave it to me on time (because I told her the day before -.-)! And it was so sweet I didn’t know Joanne can be SWEET. (: Oh well. I haven’t seen her being sweet before in all the 5 years I’ve know her. Yay I am touched :D Except I got like, enlisted into her fanclub (UNWILLINGLY) =.= but still, :D! Heh thanks Joanne :D &lt;3 You are weirdly amusing sometimes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I think I have a lot of photos I promised to post but didn’t ^^ so yeah. Shall post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd January 2008&lt;br /&gt; Haha my laziness is working up again. OKAY PICTURE POST I SHAN’T DELAY IT ANY LONGERRR. (No I won’t post pictures of my birthday ^^) But yes I will post some of the Christmas Exchange thing! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5c2M8uqnNI/AAAAAAAAAJk/bqAv7aq2uY4/s1600-h/DSC01004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158651494264380626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5c2M8uqnNI/AAAAAAAAAJk/bqAv7aq2uY4/s400/DSC01004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is actually a really really random picture I took at my sis's house, to show how wonderful my sony camera is :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5c2NcuqnOI/AAAAAAAAAJs/gTB9OY5gs2E/s1600-h/DSC01000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158651502854315234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5c2NcuqnOI/AAAAAAAAAJs/gTB9OY5gs2E/s400/DSC01000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ditto :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5cxssuqnHI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SfMrCuk89ZI/s1600-h/DSC00989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158646542167088242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5cxssuqnHI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SfMrCuk89ZI/s400/DSC00989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEET PEPPY (: Latest addition, haha! He meets Powder for the first time. He looks blur. (: So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5c2N8uqnPI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9ePUCtk9tZ4/s1600-h/DSC01378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158651511444249842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5c2N8uqnPI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9ePUCtk9tZ4/s400/DSC01378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But HAHA looks like they have become really close friends xD I LOVE THIS PICTURE, IT'S SO CUTE. They are like so fascinated over the bite of &lt;strong&gt;CHEESECAKE&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5cxtcuqnII/AAAAAAAAAI8/Ff-ktzm3ppU/s1600-h/DSC01209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158646555051990146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5cxtcuqnII/AAAAAAAAAI8/Ff-ktzm3ppU/s400/DSC01209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. On the Worst Christmas Present list this year, ranked number 1: PRICKLY HEAT POWDER. HAHAHAHA. I got my brother that for Christmas. I GOT HIM THE WHOLE RANGE, OKAY. I have a hilarious video but I dunno how to post it, so =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5cxucuqnKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EeEkl2sVDE4/s1600-h/DSC01180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158646572231859362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5cxucuqnKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EeEkl2sVDE4/s400/DSC01180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was at the Christmas sleepover thing liao. STEAMBOATTT! Jingg Hweee flanked her wonderful aunty skills at the supermarket again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5cxt8uqnJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/iSCo8LauDvg/s1600-h/DSC01085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158646563641924754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5cxt8uqnJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/iSCo8LauDvg/s400/DSC01085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARLOTTE'S MUM'S PIZZA. ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC FABULOUS TERRIFIC WONDERFUL YUMMY 8D I WANT SOME MORE. 8D (Plus my wonderful camera luh, that's why it looks SO DAMN GOOD.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5c2LsuqnLI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9k9w6ofsiog/s1600-h/DSC01130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158651472789544114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5c2LsuqnLI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9k9w6ofsiog/s400/DSC01130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte's dad's friend's sushi or something. So complicated HAHA. BUT IT WAS SUPER YUMMY TOO. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5c2MMuqnMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/WrPIEDBoqzk/s1600-h/DSC01064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158651481379478722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5c2MMuqnMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/WrPIEDBoqzk/s400/DSC01064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My christmas letters were so pretty I couldn't resist taking many many photos before they disappear (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5crV8uqnBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ejtw-8N9_PU/s1600-h/DSC00579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158639554255297554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5crV8uqnBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ejtw-8N9_PU/s400/DSC00579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US PICS. DON'T THE ICE CREAM LOOK SO FANTASTIC YOU WANT TO BUY ALL THE FLAVOURS. IT'S SO PRETTY, OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5crXMuqnDI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Km7tMmrkah4/s1600-h/DSC00779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158639575730134066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5crXMuqnDI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Km7tMmrkah4/s400/DSC00779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some food thing we ate. Another picture just to show off my wonderful camera HAHA it didn't actually look that good in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5crWcuqnCI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Qrs-NxzluWE/s1600-h/DSC00883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158639562845232162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5crWcuqnCI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Qrs-NxzluWE/s400/DSC00883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRETTY FLOWER :D :D I SO LOVE MY CAMERA (AND MY PHOTOGRAPHY SKILLS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5crX8uqnEI/AAAAAAAAAIc/mtkxylj6hxs/s1600-h/DSC00868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158639588615035970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5crX8uqnEI/AAAAAAAAAIc/mtkxylj6hxs/s400/DSC00868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMERAAAA LOVEEE! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5crYsuqnFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/9-n6oUDAono/s1600-h/DSC00740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158639601499937874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5crYsuqnFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/9-n6oUDAono/s400/DSC00740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNOW. PRETTY. Haha I saw snow for the first time ever :D At the Grand Canyon :D PRETTY OR NOT. Heh. And if I go on anymore about my camera you'll probably stop reading my blog. So I won't. BUT MY CAMERA IS SO WONDERFUL LUHHH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5cxsMuqnGI/AAAAAAAAAIs/4rXZ4QNgteM/s1600-h/DSC00818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158646533577153634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5cxsMuqnGI/AAAAAAAAAIs/4rXZ4QNgteM/s400/DSC00818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a view from a restaurant along Pier 39! Pretty. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I am going to do a post called "10 Pictures to Sum Up my 2007" cos it will be so interesting :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty. I still got maths lor ): Dunno how to do. Which is really odd because I helped Jing Hui to do it in class. OH AND ESTHER WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUUUUUUU. You didn't come to school today! COME BACK SOON :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 9.04pm, Wednesday, 23rd January 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-344921932202899727?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/344921932202899727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=344921932202899727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/344921932202899727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/344921932202899727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/01/picture-post-finally.html' title='picture post~! (FINALLY)'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R5c2M8uqnNI/AAAAAAAAAJk/bqAv7aq2uY4/s72-c/DSC01004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-7913174283404120742</id><published>2008-01-08T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:24:42.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>Shitttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired and unhappy and totally not concentrating on what i'm doing the whole day, in school or at home or whatever ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so miserable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. What a way to revive my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More :D stuff coming up next time. If there is ever a next time. A lot of people have been asking me to blog and they sound like they are going to strangle me x) SORRY LUH not in the blogging mood nowadays, too preoccupied with school and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit I forgot all I learnt in physics tuition. I am going to revise. Or maybe I'll go sleep and everything will become bright and happy again tomorrow morning :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I hope this ):-ness will go away before my birthday. Oh well. Lala. Buhbyeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;beavertenshi, 8.22PM, Tuesday, 08 January 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-7913174283404120742?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/7913174283404120742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=7913174283404120742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7913174283404120742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7913174283404120742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-6689585696936901906</id><published>2007-12-03T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T22:10:08.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Byebye(:</title><content type='html'>This is my 40th post- who knew it would be so short. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will have to post about Inunion and a heckload of things after I come back :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving early tomorrow morning so I probably have no time to post, so BYEBYE SINGAPORE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh I guess I can't call anyone from the airport since everyone will be sleeping xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAREWELL :D Will be back on the fourteenth, I think :D (Oh man this sucks-maths tuition right after I come back xD and then piano and guitar the next day x.x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yeah so buhbye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 10.09PM, 3rd December 2007, Monday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-6689585696936901906?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/6689585696936901906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=6689585696936901906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6689585696936901906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6689585696936901906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2007/12/byebye.html' title='Byebye(:'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-249517659597149036</id><published>2007-11-16T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T00:49:42.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>[s]Today was a good day until the camera in my handphone decided to unwork. ):[/s]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S WORKING :D I FIGURED IT OUT YAY ME :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO TODAY SHALL BE PICTURE POST DAY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I got one sms and 3 calls during maths tuition today x) 3 calls, continuously one after another, and they were not from the same people or anything it was SO COOL :D (cept mr tan was laughing =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay not much time for pictures cos i have to wake up at 6.30 tomorrow oh my gosh. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post tomorrow or somethign :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 12.49am, Saturday, 17th November 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-249517659597149036?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/249517659597149036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=249517659597149036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/249517659597149036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/249517659597149036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-2168042925825293762</id><published>2007-11-01T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T23:12:31.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tofus, batch lunches and drama nights</title><content type='html'>Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have a tofu to add to my collection of dogs and cats and bears and penguins and monkeys and lambs and giraffes and tigers and (erm) coughcough a worm x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tofu is fat and cute (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yay thanks Dawn!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN I &lt;3&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I can't believe Kelly brought hers to softball x) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway I need to start trying to post regularly again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATALIE GOH YOU IDIOT xD I mean it in the joke-y way okay not in the pissed off way. But you know you just successfully made me feel nervous about coming to school every morning now &gt;&lt; ( I think that’s your whole objective right haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my laptop is covered in paper strawberries now because some strawberries from our acp stall somehow ended up with me because nobody wanted them. So I decorated my laptop with the strawberries and now it’s too pink/purplish &gt;&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can’t remember what else I wanted to say except I wasted a crapload of money during acp fair =/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh of course Drama Night x) What an interesting experience xD Quite fun lah, it was extremely amusing to see Jing Hui as a frumpy old mum (she's just perfect for that role- all she needed was a frilly apron) and I couldn't hear what she was talking about except she sounded angry but hey she's never not angry xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But besides that I can't remember much else. &gt;&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Band was okay I guess. Except half our section keeps disappearing xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I calculated I need to wake up at 5.00 am this Saturday. O.O See what happens when you don't practise piano for a week. Oh man! x.x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was one fo the times I was glad my locker is fairly empty (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was such an unmemorable day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH WAIT (HALF) BATCH LUNCHIE. :D Haha We ate at some unhealthy place again- my goodness. Haha that makes 2 batch lunches in a week x) Oh there was one on Tuesday and we had more time for that one so it was fun-ner I guess. Sorta. At least we got to go to Kinokuniya for about 15 mins =.= We should go back there. :D Keh! Yi Wye! I wanna arrange those Little Miss books again ((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keh is very lame. Like, really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and Joanne and Jing Hui and Josephine (eh why all J) and Tianyu got lost and Joanne kept going up the wrong escalator it was HILARIOUS. She like went up every escalator we stopped by =.= And then we would be like "Joanne WHERE are you going?!" And then she has to go up and come down again. I think she likes to play on escalators. I KNOW YOU DO JOANNE DEEP DEEEP DOWN INSIDE YOUR HEART SO DON'T DENY IT :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh which reminds me today's car ride home with Joanne was extremely hilarious too. When we reached Joanne's house Joanne's mum gave us muffins again! :D Yay yay yay! And then I suddenly imagined ____ at ________ _____ ______ _______ AHAHAHA x) That would be absolutely amusing. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmph why do I talk so much about Joanne =.= I think it's 'cause I see her 5 days a week. Ohmygoodness joanne I see you 5 days a week! O.O i never realised that. Too much of her is not good for you, you know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pink flower. Purple feather. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;p&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 11.08pm,  Thursday, 1st November 2007&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMG 1ST NOVEMBER DOES THAT MEAN TOMORROW IS 2nd NOVEMBER? I mean duh yes =.= but, omg isn't 2nd november...JING HUI'S BIRTHDAY? OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG I DIE OMG PRESENT HAVEN'T GET OMG OMG OMG I OWE SO MANY PEOPLE PRESENTS THIS YEAR =.= damnit oh man ._. Or maybe it's my mother's birthday. O.O I keep getting jinghui;s and her bday mixed up. But it's JUST AS BAD OH NOOOO~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-2168042925825293762?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/2168042925825293762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=2168042925825293762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2168042925825293762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/2168042925825293762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2007/11/tofus-batch-lunches-and-drama-nights.html' title='tofus, batch lunches and drama nights'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-804038839246013569</id><published>2007-10-14T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T16:12:16.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EOYs are overr!</title><content type='html'>Hello peeplings! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EOYs ARE OVERR OVERR OVERR!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Actually I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not. I sorta like EOYs 'cause there's no homework and we get to go back so early :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days have been BUSY BUSY BUSY! In a good sort of way I think. I PACKED I PACKED I PACKED MY TABLE! :D Except now it's all messy again. And what's with all those triple words x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think I'll post again soon, more detailed-ly, because I am using my brother's computer now and stuff, because my sis is sleeping in my room so I might wake her up if I go in there. But you know, my brother is sleeping too. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and you know what's so amazing? I DIDN'T TOUCH THE COMPUTER FOR THE WHOLE OF YESTERDAY! I mean, I didn't even step into my room once I woke up! It's so amazing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris is back in Korea. ): I think he will reach home in about 2 hours? He probably landed already. Ahh~ it's a lot more boring without him around. I kinda got used to having him around (: 1 month past so quickly! Sigh. I wonder when I will see him next? CNY? A year later when his contract ends? Or will he sign on again, so 2 years? Maybe 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stocked up on a lot of food x) Learnt a lot about Korea from him actually. Korea is really conservative and stuff. And all they eat is KIMCHI! :D Haha Chris is absolutely sick of Kimchi. And you know you can't find Milo in Korea? It's crazy. Chris brought back like 6 big packs of Milo and we were trying to squeeze it in so we put some packets in shoes x) No kidding. And I think it's closing winter now so it's gonna be uber cold. Shall post pictures later :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I'm so bored! Someone tell me something fun to do. Like, on the internet. That doesnt' need sound. Besides Youtube and Facebook. And Miniclips. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( OH YOU KNOW I WOKE UP AT 2 PM TODAY? [Like, again.] :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi @ 4.12pm, Sunday, 14th October 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-804038839246013569?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/804038839246013569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=804038839246013569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/804038839246013569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/804038839246013569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2007/10/eoys-are-overr.html' title='EOYs are overr!'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-8664356459763350399</id><published>2007-09-27T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T21:54:53.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotionally unstable :D</title><content type='html'>Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just reading through all the emails  I collected in my hotmail account and I started crying! :O I think I cry too much nowadays. But but but, some of the emails were so touching/sad and so full of nice nice nice memories! )’:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I seriously cry too much. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I laugh too much too! [During Chinese and English, cough cough.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am emotionally unstable.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt; posted by beavertenshi at 9.51pm, Thursday, September 27, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-8664356459763350399?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/8664356459763350399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=8664356459763350399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8664356459763350399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/8664356459763350399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2007/09/emotionally-unstable-d.html' title='emotionally unstable :D'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-6879969182019271575</id><published>2007-09-24T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T21:20:15.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 statements to sum up my week.</title><content type='html'>Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherylyn said to give my blog short statements so here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)      My stupid handphone is dead.&lt;br /&gt;2)      I MISS KIM SENSEI!! (heart) )’: [I still can’t believe I cried though haha]&lt;br /&gt;3)      My English file is due tomorrow and it is also dead.&lt;br /&gt;4)      I haven’t memorized my Japanese speech for orals tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;5)      I don’t know what time the orals are tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;6)       LIT FA AHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;7)      PHILO PT AHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;8)      JAPANESE WRITTEN AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;9)      I missed my maths tuition last Friday gragh [MR TAN!!!! X.x]&lt;br /&gt;10)  It’s only Monday and I am dead.&lt;br /&gt;11)  It’s only Monday and I am dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;12)  All I did the whole weekend was an English compre.&lt;br /&gt;13)  I don’t understand Chem.&lt;br /&gt;14)  I don’t understand Geog.&lt;br /&gt;15)  I don’t understand Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;16)  I am beginning to not understand history.&lt;br /&gt;17)  My afternoons are getting more and more busy but less and less productive.&lt;br /&gt;18)  EOYS ARE COMING OHMYFREAKING-!&lt;br /&gt;19)  I HAVEN’T STARTED MUGGING?!!&lt;br /&gt;20)  I have this stupid feeling I forgot to do something…which is really really crappy. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay these 20 statements sum up my week. [Fine it sums up today.] Great. Maybe I should stop summing up my screwed life and go do something productive. LIKE MY STUPID LIT FA!!! Gragh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry for the short uninteresting post. Will psot something much more interesting after EOYs, promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt; Posted by beavertenshi at 9.11pm, Monday, September 24, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-6879969182019271575?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/6879969182019271575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=6879969182019271575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6879969182019271575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6879969182019271575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2007/09/20-statements-to-sum-up-my-week.html' title='20 statements to sum up my week.'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-54405652667201766</id><published>2007-08-24T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T23:01:27.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead maths</title><content type='html'>Hello(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I haven’t been posting for a while, woops. Heh I have nothing much to post about anyway, except for a few random/important/random and important statements to make…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHAOWEI. Heh this is kinda late wooops. Heh nevermind happy happy happy birthday! Heh can’t believe you are thirteen already, sounds too old. [Yes I am implying that you are immature xD] Heh anyway I shall give your unsubpresent on some significant date, otherwise very pointless. Heh I’ll see whats the next important date coming up…um…Hari Raya?! O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I can’t think of anything else, oh dear. Oh, I can’t believe the term is ending soon, NOOOO I DON’T WANT. I &lt;3&gt;&lt; It’s convenient to get to the visualiser thingum too. AHHHH. Kelly &amp; Dawn are hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in Chinese class we were talking about food and then Kelly was like “Ohh, I know how to cook egg too! But you know when I fry egg, I dunno how to flip leh, so I make scrambled eggs…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA IT MADE ME LAUGH FOR AGES HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooooooof I think we wouldn’t finish the Mr Ong thing on time AHHHH. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; calllmmm down kai’en calmmm dooown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh car rides home with Joanne are always so amusing xD Heh today’s one was quite funny. Heehee. Oh my dad fetched us today cos Joanne’s mum was busy..heh we were all so exhausted from band prac and we got cramp here cramp there, and then we were singing in the car HEH. Till my mum and her friend came lah. Hm actually when I think about it now, we were still singing when her friend was here o.O How embarrassing &gt;&lt; Heh I think Joanne ate something funny today. She kept pointing out random people and telling me they’re mad. OH OH JOANNE YOU KNOW THE LADY THAT YOU SAID WAS MAD? I saw her again! :D After dropping you off! Show you next time my father fetches us :D Next Tuesday! :D Eh wait Tuesday is your mum woops next Monday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAHH we were using the walkway today for secitnals and then I saw Kelly, and then she was staring at me [blurly] and I was going to burst out into laughter can &gt;&lt; And I saw the rolling in mud thing :D HEH you all look so cute. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap Maths SA next week. CRAP ALGEBRA. Ohmygod. I am going to die. Hm I shall take out my algebra worksheets now and she how many I actually completed…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 algebra worksheets…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…14 undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAP I AM GOING TO DIE CAN. sigh my content page tells me I should have 18 worksheets. Argh ALGEBRA JUST HAPPENS TO BE MY BADDEST TOPIC IN MATHS CAN. Actually I think my fractions are worst than that. And oh you know for graphs, I haven’t used a single piece of graph paper? Or the French curves thingums? Sigh and I did my Maths PT the night before it was due. And I didn’t even know what the Maths PT was about till then. AHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh my maths assignments for Algebra [ I only handed in two] The one I copied from some random person: 7/11. The one I did myself? 3/14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Kelly the Responsible and Good Maths rep says:&lt;br /&gt;“Hey you know when I collect maths assignments I always never see number 29 one leh!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA YEAH 29 IS ME. Reg no. Haha poor Kelly &gt;&lt; I think I owe Mrs Ang 6 maths assignments. And I sit beside a Responsible and Good Maths rep too. Sigh. Dawn says whenever Mrs Ang asks me for my maths assignments I act innocent/blur. HAHA wo3 bei4 ni3 kan4 chuan1 le4! Shhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE HELP ME WITH MY MATHS. AHHHH HELP ME SHAOWEI OR SOMEBODY. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, still&lt;br /&gt;loads of &lt;33 [‘CEPT FOR STUPID MATHS GRR]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Posted by beavertenshi at 10.58pm, Friday, August 24, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-54405652667201766?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/54405652667201766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=54405652667201766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/54405652667201766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/54405652667201766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2007/08/dead-maths.html' title='dead maths'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-6328361341786918634</id><published>2007-08-12T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:19:14.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vanessa</title><content type='html'>Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie said her sister is VERY disappointed that I didn’t post anything about her on my blog. [Which scared the world out of me] Okay so now here’s a post dedicated to her(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except I don’t know what to write. Ermm. Uh. Okay let’s start from the very beginning(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 directs. Eh, Weiqi Kaichi Vanessa. Weiqi’s the section leader. Um Vanessa sits beside me during band pracs. Um Natalie’s her sister. And I know Natalie:D Cos she has been in my class for…3 YEARS. Wow O.O So long. And she was almost in 113 too!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay going off topic. Um have I mentioned she played the trumpet(: And is in Waddle too.  Oh you know that’s all I know. ._. OH YEAH WAIT I KNOW HER BDAY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday[right o.O] 7th August. :D [And Natalie scared the world out of me that day AGAIN] Right. Soo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY [belated] BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I forgot to wish her happy birthday during band prac too ._. cos I was worrying about the number of scores I needed to photocopy._. sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry soryr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup uh is that enough:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt; posted by beavertenshi at 10.08pm, Sunday, August 12, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-6328361341786918634?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/6328361341786918634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=6328361341786918634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6328361341786918634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6328361341786918634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2007/08/vanessa.html' title='vanessa'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-9002644109911155864</id><published>2007-08-11T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T11:33:11.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national day parade+the technologically challenged</title><content type='html'>Hello:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should REALLY be sakubun-ing but oh wells(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay NDP was fun fun fun!(: Haha I think I was pretty lucky to be able to go for the actual day itself(: IT WAS UBER COOL CAN.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left ridiculously early, like at 2 plus, but there were so many people there already. Plus we got a good seat, yay :D Except I didn’t get a orange bag, boohoo. But I got a green bag, which was pretty cool(: Especially if you put a white strip in the middle, then it’s like green black white!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha anyway. Yeah. It was cool. Especially all those water stuff. OOH and the motorbikes! Those were the COOLEST. Unless you reach there late of course, you would have seen them(: ‘Cos they were shown at like 3 plus. Those were super cool man! The stunt thingums(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh later in the night they had jellyfish things(: Except I couldn’t tell they were jellyfishes till Leona told me =.= And you know even the small innocent little kid behind me knew! &gt;&lt; I have absolutely NO imagination whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything was really nice and all!(: Especially the fireworks! PRETTY!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rr0ox7yb7ZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gPLm5ef8MAo/s1600-h/Image493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097275191581207954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rr0ox7yb7ZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gPLm5ef8MAo/s320/Image493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gigantic balloons were cool and pretty(: And they light up at night :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rr0m77yb7XI/AAAAAAAAAHc/9uoUzD1ztj0/s1600-h/Image509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097273164356644210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rr0m77yb7XI/AAAAAAAAAHc/9uoUzD1ztj0/s320/Image509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our attempts to make this picture look artistic obviously failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rr0m7ryb7WI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9CjxVOHv9Lo/s1600-h/Image492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097273160061676898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rr0m7ryb7WI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9CjxVOHv9Lo/s320/Image492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stage:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rr0m8Lyb7YI/AAAAAAAAAHk/F1tjwbZd34A/s1600-h/Image499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097273168651611522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rr0m8Lyb7YI/AAAAAAAAAHk/F1tjwbZd34A/s320/Image499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us:D The tattoos were uber cool man![PS: LEONA YOU OWE ME TWO TATTOOS.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rr0oyLyb7aI/AAAAAAAAAH0/pB16wiCd8WY/s1600-h/Image512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097275195876175266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rr0oyLyb7aI/AAAAAAAAAH0/pB16wiCd8WY/s320/Image512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buildings made it really beautiful! OHH I realised something! My sis said her colleagues wanted to see the fireworks through her office windows and her office is THERE makes so much sense now(: Those round things are supposedly the jellyfishes, btw. And oh, they had a dragonboat race too(: Before the show started(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rr0m7Lyb7UI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gZyP3eXH3pY/s1600-h/Image519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097273151471742274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rr0m7Lyb7UI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gZyP3eXH3pY/s320/Image519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Items in the bag, as requested by Ms Charlotte Hong:&lt;br /&gt;1) Weird star thing that lights up:D Comes in different colours.(:&lt;br /&gt;2)Weird cap thing that lights up[Just the eyes xD]:D Comes in different animals.(:&lt;br /&gt;3)Poncho.(:&lt;br /&gt;4)Tattoos, except I didn't use this one. Cos they were  kinda lame. [Yes I know my mum works in PUB and all, but...;_;]&lt;br /&gt;5)The yellow thing:Fan:D Those electronic kind, plus plus plus it spells cool stuff! Like Happy Birthday, Singapore, NDP@ Marina Bay and 1 &lt;3 Akira. [Yes, the fan was sponsered by Akira.]&lt;br /&gt;6)CD(: With all the NDP songs they sang this year.(: They totally mutated Chan Mali Chan man.&lt;br /&gt;7)Uh, flag.(: It now sits happily on my table.&lt;br /&gt;These are the non-edible items lah. The edible ones have already loong been eaten up xD But there was quit a lot of stuff lah. Yay I liked the H2O and Green Tea packet drinks :D And the 2 sticks of Halls except they are really strong mint ;_; And there were NUTS:D And there was this big bag of chip-like things but not exactly so i don't know what it is.(:&lt;br /&gt;Hm yeah that's about it I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rr0m7byb7VI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xVrg5XxCi9E/s1600-h/Image518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097273155766709586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rr0m7byb7VI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xVrg5XxCi9E/s320/Image518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pretty bag after I add the white strip in the middle(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;113, I love you! Things like that won’t break us apart(: All it does is to make us more bonded!(: A big hug to all those who sent out nice emails after the incident(: And thank YOU, TalentSearcher, for bringing 113 more closer together than ever(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest 113, please don’t take those comments to heart. They are a bunch of lies anyway. Ooh You should just delete the original email and keep CJ’s one(:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on a lighter note, this is really funny I got it from a website(:&lt;br /&gt;                        The Technologically Challenged      &lt;br /&gt; Just in case you think YOU are TC (technologically challenged), there's still hope:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Compaq is considering changing the command "Press Any Key" to "Press   Return Key" because of the flood of calls asking where the "Any" key   is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. AST technical support had a caller complaining that her mouse   was hard to control with the dust cover on. The cover turned out to   be the plastic bag the mouse was packaged in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Another Compaq technician received a call from a man complaining   that the system wouldn't read word processing files from his old   (5-1/4") diskettes.  After troubleshooting for magnets and heat   failed to diagnose the problem, it was found that the customer   had labeled the diskettes, then rolled them into the typewriter   to type the labels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Another AST customer was asked to send a copy of her defective   diskettes. A few days later a letter arrived from the customer along   with photocopies of the floppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A Dell technician advised his customer to put his troubled floppy   back in the drive and close the door. The customer asked the tech to   hold on, and was heard putting the phone down, getting up and going   across the room to close the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Another Dell customer called to say he couldn't get his computer   to fax anything. After 40 minutes of troubleshooting, the technician   discovered the man was trying to fax a piece of paper by holding it   in front of the monitor screen and hitting the "send" key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Yet another Dell customer called to complain that his keyboard no   longer worked. He had cleaned it by filling up his tub with soap and   water and soaking the keyboard for a day, then removing all the keys   and washing them individually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A Dell technician received a call from a customer who was enraged   because his computer had told him he was "bad and an invalid".  The   tech explained that the computer's "bad command" and "invalid"   responses shouldn't be taken personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A confused caller to IBM was having troubles printing documents.   He told the technician that the computer had said it "couldn't find   printer."  The user had even tried turning the computer screen to   face the printer - but his computer still couldn't "see" the printer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.An exasperated caller to Dell Computer Tech Support couldn't get   her new Dell Computer to turn on. After ensuring the computer was   plugged in, the technician asked her what happened when she pushed   the power button.  Her response, "I pushed and pushed on this foot   pedal and nothing happened." The "foot pedal" turned out to be the   mouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Another customer called Compaq tech support to say her   brand-new computer wouldn't work. She said she unpacked the unit,   plugged it in and sat there for 20 minutes waiting for something to   happen. When asked what happened when she pressed the power switch,   she asked "What power switch?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.True story from a Novell NetWire  SysOp:  &lt;br /&gt;Caller: "Hello, is this  Tech Support?"  &lt;br /&gt;Tech:   "Yes, it is. How may I help you?"  &lt;br /&gt;Caller: "The cup holder on my PC is broken and I am within my warranty period. How do I go about getting that fixed?"  &lt;br /&gt;Tech:   "I'm sorry, but did you say a cup holder?"  &lt;br /&gt;Caller: "Yes, it's attached to the front of my computer."  &lt;br /&gt;Tech:   "Please excuse me if I seem a bit stumped, it's because I am. Did you receive this as part of a promotion, at a trade show? How did you get this cup holder? Does it have any trademark on it?"  &lt;br /&gt;Caller: "It came with my computer, I don't know anything about a promotion.  It just has '4X' on it."  &lt;br /&gt;At this point the Tech Rep had to mute the caller, because he   couldn't stand it. He was laughing too hard. The caller had been   using the load drawer of the CD-ROM drive as a cup holder, and   snapped it off the drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Another IBM customer had troubles installing software and rang for support. "I put in the first disk, and that was OK. It said to   put in the second disk, and I had some problems with the disk, but I   squeezed it in.  When it said to put in the third disk - I couldn't   even fit it in..." The user hadn't realized that "Insert Disk 2"   meant to remove Disk 1 first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if YOU think you are bad, there are worse(: Unless you did any of the 13 things above. Which is very unlikely if you are able to get to my blog(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha but seriously, they should make computer manuals more technologically-challenged-friendly.(: Because it’s not really clear you know, it might seem like common sense to take out Disk 1 before inserting Disk 2, but you never know(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho. NO PIANO TODAY YAY. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy because I forgot to practise this week, so no piano means MORE TIME to practise!(: I don’t hate piano or anything(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay I shall skip off to doing my theory now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rr0oyLyb7bI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ncO4mfoSno4/s1600-h/Image466_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097275195876175282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rr0oyLyb7bI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ncO4mfoSno4/s320/Image466_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a random picture of my brother with his new hairstyle. COOL EH. He never had hair like this before.(: Maybe it isn't so obvious in the picture, oh wells.(: He very act cool right. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Oh no I discovered a drama on youtube, now I am going to get hooked on it and DIE. X.x Omgosh, this is why I love and hate drama so much ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi at 10.57am, Saturday, August 11, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-9002644109911155864?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/9002644109911155864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=9002644109911155864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/9002644109911155864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/9002644109911155864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-day-paradethe-technologically.html' title='national day parade+the technologically challenged'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rr0ox7yb7ZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gPLm5ef8MAo/s72-c/Image493.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-7471995746293510803</id><published>2007-08-09T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T12:48:52.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magnets:D</title><content type='html'>Hello:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am posting in the early morn. Haha my posts are really so irregular! I can stop posting for 3 weeks and then post like, day after day! XD So you guys constantly need to check my blog to see if I decided to post or not :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the reason why I wanted to post was because, I finally got my magnet pictures uploaded onto SpookieCookie[SC]! Yay yay yay I finally get to post a magnet post!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway more about my magnets. Um, I collect magnets. Uh, yeah. So I have many magnets. And my sister bought a magnetic board for me to put all my magnets, except my collection is now too big:D So I keep some of them in a box:D Oh the box was actually meant for cookies:D OKAY I SHALL STOP BEING RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, about the magnets I collect-I usually collect those from countries all over the world :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe I should just let the pictures do the talking(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqM4byb7JI/AAAAAAAAAFs/iw2TjEb-Y5E/s1600-h/P1110546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096540829483003026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqM4byb7JI/AAAAAAAAAFs/iw2TjEb-Y5E/s320/P1110546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so this is the front side of the magnetic board...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqM47yb7KI/AAAAAAAAAF0/qnNbvqvQvW8/s1600-h/P1110547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096540838072937634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqM47yb7KI/AAAAAAAAAF0/qnNbvqvQvW8/s320/P1110547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the back! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqM5Lyb7LI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2wBzBtc2f9A/s1600-h/P1110548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096540842367904946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqM5Lyb7LI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2wBzBtc2f9A/s320/P1110548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these two are from &lt;strong&gt;cambodia&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;bangkok &lt;/strong&gt;:D they both look oldish and cool right :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqVyryb7PI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XGRin0ULqEU/s1600-h/P1110552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096550626303405298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqVyryb7PI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XGRin0ULqEU/s320/P1110552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;China&lt;/strong&gt;- Yup all from China. You know it's surprisingly hard to find magnets in China! Hm the bigger one on the right says something about Mao Tze Dong[sp?] and the four on the right:2 from &lt;strong&gt;shanghai&lt;/strong&gt;, 2 from &lt;strong&gt;beijing&lt;/strong&gt;:D All on different occasions.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqVyLyb7OI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Xpo6cDKulx4/s1600-h/P1110551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096550617713470690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqVyLyb7OI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Xpo6cDKulx4/s320/P1110551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singapore!&lt;/strong&gt;- our very own local magnets! xD Hm the one with the &lt;strong&gt;Merlion&lt;/strong&gt;, I think leona gave it to me? not sure. And I have no idea where the postage stamp one came from either xD And the &lt;strong&gt;Jurong Birdpark&lt;/strong&gt; one, I got it myself! From the bird park[=.=duh] when I went there with leo and charlene, i think? And the fourth &lt;strong&gt;Safari&lt;/strong&gt; one was from my cousin Chris! :D It GLOWS IN THE DARK MAN COOL RIGHT. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqVz7yb7RI/AAAAAAAAAGs/o9Na8KA73GU/s1600-h/P1110554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096550647778241810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqVz7yb7RI/AAAAAAAAAGs/o9Na8KA73GU/s320/P1110554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;strong&gt;Phuket &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Samui, Thailand&lt;/strong&gt;? They are all beach-y stuff :D And the are really cool can, all the different textures :D Both from my brother I think. He likes to go to weird places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqM5byb7MI/AAAAAAAAAGE/z2b8lZFIyis/s1600-h/P1110549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096540846662872258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqM5byb7MI/AAAAAAAAAGE/z2b8lZFIyis/s320/P1110549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, top row from left to right:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barcelona&lt;/strong&gt;- from my sister's colleague I think, see they all know I collect magnets :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paris&lt;/strong&gt;-One of the more recent magnets! From shao, and you know my sis has a postcard with the exact same guy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venezia&lt;/strong&gt;- quite recent, from my sister, when she went to Italy, I think? There is glitter on it except you can't really see in this picture:D And the gondola? It is movable :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom row, from left to right:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;China&lt;/strong&gt;- you know the terracotta warriors? Yeah :D From my mum, when she went there with my dad, quite some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Australia&lt;/strong&gt;- this is from leona! When she went to visit her big sis in Melbourne, I think? Except on the way back she broke the ears of the kangaroo so it looks funny now =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holland&lt;/strong&gt;-It's actually a windmill! haha I can't remember where I got it from because it was so loong ago and at that time they could fit on my fridge, so some [s]smartass[/s] knocked it off and broke two of the windmill thingums =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqVzbyb7QI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-67FIhFv4cU/s1600-h/P1110553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096550639188307202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqVzbyb7QI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-67FIhFv4cU/s320/P1110553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;strong&gt;Japan, &lt;/strong&gt;Jinghui and Sherylyn! 2006, the P6 trip which I didn't go for :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqV0ryb7SI/AAAAAAAAAG0/VK-Tpfn2CDI/s1600-h/P1110556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096550660663143714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqV0ryb7SI/AAAAAAAAAG0/VK-Tpfn2CDI/s320/P1110556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;USA&lt;/strong&gt;, from sister :D These and really cool, and the Hollywood one is so shiny! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqWhbyb7TI/AAAAAAAAAG8/mN61XGIvY1s/s1600-h/P1110557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096551429462289714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqWhbyb7TI/AAAAAAAAAG8/mN61XGIvY1s/s320/P1110557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;strong&gt;Japan&lt;/strong&gt;, I went there with my mum sis and bro :D The fan one was from a shop never Mount Fuji and it was freezingly cold, and then other three is from Tokyo Disneyland! Cute eh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqM5ryb7NI/AAAAAAAAAGM/90UHxs9IpKs/s1600-h/P1110550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096540850957839570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqM5ryb7NI/AAAAAAAAAGM/90UHxs9IpKs/s320/P1110550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the squarish magnets! From the top, left to right:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Washington DC&lt;/strong&gt;-from my mum a long time ago when she went to the US for work :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New York&lt;/strong&gt;- also from my mum, she got it on the same trip:D This is what the description says: &lt;em&gt;Lower Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;New York City is the undisputed home to the greatest concentration of skyscrapers in the world. Photograper-Jerry Trudell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinosaur National Monument&lt;/strong&gt;-from shao too :D Eh where is this in, I have no idea. Hm but here is the description!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Skull of the Camarasaurus Fragile dinosaur skulls are rare fossils, but the Dinosaur Quarry has produced more of them than any other single site. This one from a long-necked plant eater is uncrushed and gives a 3-D view into the skull. Photographer-Tom Rickets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know actually, all I see is brown stuff. No offence! &gt;&lt; &lt;strong&gt;Arches National Park&lt;/strong&gt;-from shao again :D Wah how come so many of my magnets are from her, haha! Um i dunno what to say about this so here's the description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Delicate Arch is aglow as the La Sal Mountains rest under a blanket of clouds and snow on another beautiful winter day in Arhces&lt;/em&gt;[i think this is a spelling error:D]&lt;em&gt; National Park. Photographer- George H. H. Huey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greenwich&lt;/strong&gt;- I bet you are wondering what this mysterious thing is, haha![ the mysterious one is the last magnet in this picture, go read o.o] Anyway this is actually the Royal Observatory! :D You know, the Greenwich meridian and all? :D Yeah :D Cool eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hawaii Volcanoes National Park&lt;/strong&gt;- from Shao yet again! Hahaha I think I got this in P5, hm I wonder why I remember so clearly. I think it's because I thought I saw a caveman in the magnet. =/ Oh wells. Isn't this a pretty magnet? :D Really different from what we usually think of when we think of Hawaii, isn't it(:&lt;br /&gt;Description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the front of the flow meets the ocean, a reaction takes place creating billows of clouds or laze, which "is a complex mix of steam and hydrochloric acid laced with bits of glass. "In he evening, the laze is illuminated in a spectacular red glow from the molten lava. Photographer-Eric Nishibayashi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know you probably don't understand what in the world tall those descriptions say, but nevermind :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paris&lt;/strong&gt;- This is the mysterious magnet I was talking about O.O Because it appeared out of nowhere! Like really. It just popped out of nowhere. &gt;&lt; It's of Mona Lisa, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Posted by beavertenshi, 12.47pm, Thursday, August 09, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-7471995746293510803?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/7471995746293510803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=7471995746293510803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7471995746293510803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7471995746293510803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2007/08/magnetsd.html' title='magnets:D'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrqM4byb7JI/AAAAAAAAAFs/iw2TjEb-Y5E/s72-c/P1110546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-6935609574457835623</id><published>2007-08-08T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T00:26:52.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nycb concert+farewell07+randomness(:</title><content type='html'>HELLO HELLO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENT TO THE NYCB CONCERT.&lt;br /&gt;SO COOL MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha it was a nice performance! Really cool! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus plus plus! I saw so many people! :D &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay first we were supposed to meet at Serene Center for dinner, at 6.15. Sherylyn was late [as usual] and Shaowei was later, but it’s because she had tuition or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah anyway let me tell you about what Sheryl did to me. &gt;&lt; See I was there so super early, and there was no one there and I was sms-ing, and suddenly I heard a “Kai’en!” from behind me, so I spun around, but there was nobody I recognized there, and I was looking at the group of people crossing the zebra crossing, and then one of them waved to me or something –cough- I don’t know why it was rather freaky. Anyway I thought I was hallucinating and then after that I saw a Sheryl running up from the side and she said that actually, she was in the  car and she past by and she rolled the window down and shouted =.= Well a normal person would first look for a person first right, not a car. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yeah so we went to eat at McDonalds. And then Shao came. Oh I saw someone at Serene Centre too. (: By the way, I was the only one who was there at 6.15. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so we ate and bought flowers(: Since I told Pamela the flowers were rather expensive I shall not post the price here x) And at the flower shop Sheryl did something weird to her shoe, I don’t know what exactly happened &gt;&lt; but it was rather funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Shao’s mum kindly sent us there (: We weren’t late! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the first person we saw was HUIRAN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually since last year I saw her once, during the Language Arts Fest :D SO COOL (: She passed me my ticket for the concert :D And then Sheryl passed the ticket to Kenneth and then we took the programme booklet thing and went inside, but &lt;br /&gt;We were kinda late so there weren’t many seats, and they only saved 2 seats for us, so we decided we should sit somewhere else, and we ended up in the 2nd row. Which is not very good because all you see is the feet and smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah um and you can’t see percussion from there at all so that means no Charlotte. But at the 3rd song or so I sort of spotted her but I couldn’t really see her still, just the upper half of her face &gt;&lt; Oh and sitting somewhere behind me was Rachel Ho’s mum! So cool she still recognizes me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then intermission! That was one of the funn-est part haha. Gave flowers to Charlotte and Pamela. OH MAN I WAS FEELING SO GUILTY THROUGHOUT THE SHOW BECAUSE I FORGOT TO GET FLOWERS FOR JINGYI AND RACHEL HO._. SORRY SORRY SORRY IF YOU READ MY BLOG. [ I doubt you do though.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Pamela was certain we got her a pink flower and purple wrapping to just to spite her hahaha. No we didn’t it was just like that! &gt;&lt; And she used the flower to hit me on my head some more OI PAINFUL YOU KNOW. Hit so hard! &gt;&lt;” I think we should get a softer flower next time, a rose is TOO PAINFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay oops, it’s already 5th August now, so sorry I have a lot of things to blog about &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the concert was COOL :D Oh we changed seats after the intermission, we sat at the gallery :D Coool. And the second half of the performance was the funner part because it was more informal-ish. :D The doll thingum during the eighties song scared me =.= Oh and yes we did shout encore twice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, after that everything was pretty rushed. Sent Sherylyn to the bus stop and Shao Wei home. Yeahh that was about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rrnqvryb7EI/AAAAAAAAAFE/aJfsAkII5xM/s1600-h/Image413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rrnqvryb7EI/AAAAAAAAAFE/aJfsAkII5xM/s320/Image413.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096362558275447874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rach ho! &lt;333 dearest angelic etc etc partner :D Haha it's too long to write down so I can just call her angelic partner right? Hahaha. haven't seen her in a loong while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rrnr6Lyb7FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/PNWnVMHGB68/s1600-h/Image414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rrnr6Lyb7FI/AAAAAAAAAFM/PNWnVMHGB68/s320/Image414.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096363838175702098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte! &lt;33 Haha she looks so worried xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrnsTLyb7GI/AAAAAAAAAFU/B88SltV3RW8/s1600-h/Image408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrnsTLyb7GI/AAAAAAAAAFU/B88SltV3RW8/s320/Image408.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096364267672431714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a Pamela expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrntJLyb7HI/AAAAAAAAAFc/APZ-bssRcD4/s1600-h/Image410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrntJLyb7HI/AAAAAAAAAFc/APZ-bssRcD4/s320/Image410.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096365195385367666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA This pic is so funny they are all going like "WAH!!" (: Hm I wonder what they were wah-ing at. Haha from left to right, Huiran, Shao, Joyan (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I should REALLY be doing my History PT.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell )’:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we had indiv, and then somebody came and asked us to set up chairs and heart shaped balloons. So basically those who were scared of balloons went to set up chairs :D [Yes I went to set up chairs =.=] Anyway by the time the concert started I think we only had about 8 balloons left un-burst [out of 20+ &gt;&lt;] They burst really easily &gt;&lt; And cos of the oily surface we couldn’t stick it properly though we used TONS of masking tape. But it finally decided to stick anyway (: Yufei and Bing were the AV people hahaha. They were staring out through the small window &gt;&lt; Was sitting beside Emily and Yixian during the concert, they are really amusing people (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the intermission was kind of crazy because all of us were so hungry &gt;&lt; Especially Sherylyn since she didn’t eat anything that day &gt;&lt; And we were feeling very fan nao-ish, cos we were trying to greet Mr Ong  who was standing not far away talking to Mr Oura, cos we were sure he could see us but we didn’t know how to greet him? Haha whenever he walked away we tried to greet him but then we are too slow haha &gt;&lt; And we finally caught hi lah, when he went to get water and he walked pass us and we were all like “GOOD EVENING MR ONG GOOOOOOD EVENING!” Haha xD And then when everyone stopped I said “Good evening Mr Ong!” and being very extra =.= I just realized he said he was going to tell us something on Tuesday and never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that it got quite emotional )’: During the batch items. Except Emily was being really funny hahaha. And then they went off to watch something? And then we decided to packed up the chairs and stands since we were standing around feeling extra, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan’t post about this anymore ): Cos the rest of it got rather emotional &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, On Saturday, went to Charlene’s house. COOL MAN. Went right after piano with Leona. [ Poor person, had to wait for me again hahaha] Actually her mum invited us there just to see her new dog, but we ended up playing with her toys :D She’s still so small can! Her dog’s called Yammy I think. Sooomething like that. Uh she’s a little rough with her dog ^^”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has many many many many toys! :D So cool! Hahaha she’s a bit ______. –coughcough-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg the dates in this post is rather screwed up cos now it’s Wednesday 8th August :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about my History PT, YEAH I FINISHED IT IN ONE NIGHT :D Haha I hope I learnt a lesson from this =/ Though, 3 hours of sleep made me hyper during school, but I started to feel so ****** tired when band came cos it was in the afternoon and all =/ I need to practise! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Lit SA was terrible! I wasn’t thinking! Nooooo~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is a bad week to have birthdays/concerts! OH YEAH SHAWNA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: Hahaha you will get your birthday present sooon! Okay you shouldn’t trust me because I told Leona soon too and I haven’t given her. [Her birthday is in early April.] Actually I think I owe many people their presents. Whoops. Sorry &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah. I am starting to enjoy guitar more :D It’s getting funner! But a lot harder =\ Haha. Yay yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, and National Day Celebrations were a little bleh, cos we couldn’t see anything? Haha and Rachel(classchair:D) was saying that the GOH was wearing crocs and telling all the teachers xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came bac and slept for 4 hours. Whoo. And Leona insists on leaving at 1.30 tomororw HOW DIE LAH x.x&lt;br /&gt; And gosh I am still so tired even though I slept for so long. Must have been that Hist PT night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my brother skipped off happily to Bangkok for five days while I am stuck at home with nothing to do. ): Boo. Oh actually I have LOTS to do. Sigh. Silly chem. I MISS BIO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soo tired. Okay I promised a long post but this one’s okay I guess? More updates soon(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEEDA MUG BADLY. Oh my gosh I am turning this post into a rubbish post! Haha no substance. I shall talk about something else more um, I dunno whatever ahh~ my brain refuses to work. OH I KNOW I SHALL POST PICTURES (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrntzLyb7II/AAAAAAAAAFk/AfBFLeYXsEE/s1600-h/Image364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/RrntzLyb7II/AAAAAAAAAFk/AfBFLeYXsEE/s320/Image364.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096365916939873410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AREN'T THEY JUST SO CUTE. Hahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh I know I said picS lah but i'm too tired xD&lt;br /&gt;PS: This is my 30th post!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by beavertenshi at 11.58pm, Wednesday, August 08, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-6935609574457835623?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/6935609574457835623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=6935609574457835623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6935609574457835623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6935609574457835623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2007/08/nycb-concertfarewell07randomness.html' title='nycb concert+farewell07+randomness(:'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Rrnqvryb7EI/AAAAAAAAAFE/aJfsAkII5xM/s72-c/Image413.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-7344013222644824336</id><published>2007-07-15T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T16:55:59.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead</title><content type='html'>i am dead. spent &lt;strong&gt;FOUR&lt;/strong&gt; hours reading newspapers today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My homework is DEAD. I forgot which element I was supposed to do for chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi at 4.55pm, Sunday, July 15, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-7344013222644824336?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/7344013222644824336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=7344013222644824336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7344013222644824336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/7344013222644824336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2007/07/dead.html' title='dead'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-6927491683696002911</id><published>2007-07-15T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T21:58:21.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music and cambodia (:</title><content type='html'>Hello hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a GOOOD day. (: And a very musical day hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess where I went. (: YEP RGP! :D Oh man how much I miss it. They are officially a symphonic band now, whee (: It was so nostalgic oh MAN. Plus all those songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha anyway I reached at about 8.30, and you know NOBODY ELSE WAS THERE. =.= But about 10 seconds later Sherylzx appeared out of nowhere. (: So we went in and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The band is SOOOOO big man.” –Sherylzx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha You know actually since we were there two batches already left! ‘Cause the P6s left already, so yeah. ): Anyway it was fun. (: They did warm ups and then sectionals for an hour, and then combined. (: Aiyo for the sectionals practically everyone was slacking. All of us tried to teach them but gave up after a while =.= Sigh it was still fun anyway, eh I am surprised I can still make noises out of my oboe :D Even though it squeaks and is super soft and feels funny. It’s way easier to reach high notes too :D easier then the trumpet anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then combined! They played many many nice songs. (: And most of them were so familiar (:  Like the chorales hahaha omg the chorales are cool we used to play them all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And…fanfare, national anthem and school song. We ALWAYS play that haha. Speech Day, National Day, Prize-giving Day…and so many more haha and sometimes we have to memorise and I could NEVER do that, so I follow my instinct (: [ which is, most of the time, wrong, but nevermind x)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh and Pachelbel! Omg I &lt;3 it, especially last time because Sherylyn had a solo for the first 4 bars if Sofea didn’t come (: Hoho. She used to dread it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And One O’Clock Rock, Taco Time, Limbo Rock and Hawaii-O-Five are all nice classics but we didn’t play them ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played Forrest Gump and Colours of the Wind. :D Oh man those two are cool. They are like my in-betweens. Like but not really too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asian Folk is cool man! :D Only there’s lots of vibrato to do x) especially during Sakura. Haha I remember I use to sweat a lot during Sakura I don’t know why &gt;&lt; Asian Folk is also an in-between. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And March Together WHOO. (: Except Jinghui took the oboes away to practise so the trio part sounded funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn’t play disco forever you know! ): Carene said usually they do, but seems like they didn’t today &gt;&lt; They didn’t play WATM either! HOW CAN! X.x Oops sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah~ Star Wars! (: It’s under the “long-song” compartment in my brain. I remember no one could ever play the eflat bflat aflat part at the beginning, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Angelic &lt;3333 My favourite, definitely. I remember syf’06, and we were in the practice room, and then the snare drum string broke and everyone was like omg omg but some parent fixed it with a string. And its still there now LOL nobody bothered to get it fixed. And I never forget Bar 48 (: That’s the scary part. &gt;&lt; Thank goodness I didn’t play the oboe solo, though, maybe we would have gotten what mr.ong bc called toiletpaper or something because of that &gt;&lt; And I remember the fingering hahahaha played it so many times. Bflat c d f, bflat c d f,f eflat d c g bflat bflat (: At least that’s the oboe part. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they have new songs! &gt;&lt; Unfair I wanna play too. They had whatdoyoucallit, um, Digital Prisms! Flute Solo. Scary. And TNT! Hahaha it’s actually Tribute and Triumph. Kuo Chuan’s SYF06 piece I think? I love that one &lt;3! And they might play Waves of the Revolution or something for SYF08. They have 5 songs to choose from apparently. Cool eh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man it felt nice to sit right in front of the conductor again (: With Sherylzx and her golden flute thingo on my left and Carene with her tamagotchi on my right and Sherylyn’s and her irritating bassoon which always rest on my chair behind me (: Haha Sherylyn always poke me with the bassoon. Still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I have many memories of that bassoon. I remember there was once we were walking walking walking and I was beside Sherylyn and then she suddenly stopped and I banged right into her bassoon =.=” And there was also once someone walked past her on the other side and she swung her bassoon round to make way for that person and it hit me on my head AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the reed in water bottle thing HAHA. Sherylyn dropped her reed into her water bottle accidentally and then she couldn’t get it out so she had to finish her whole bottle of water to try and get the reed out but when she finished drinking the reed was still stuck at the bottom LOL. I think the smarter thing to do was to fill the bottle up to it’s brim haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many funny things happened. And BREAK! Hahaha We used to run for our lives to queue up and stuff and then today we went back as seniors so when they were waiting for everyone to queue up we ran to the stall first and there was nobody there HAHA. Everyone was whining hahaha. Even the BM people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus they have badges now you know, SO COOL. I bought one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they are going to have band t-shirts and they are supposed to draw the designs themselves but um –coughcough- as Mrs. Lim put it, the designs “cannot make it.” Haha they even had a competition, top ten or something wins prizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they have a BLOG. My goodness so cool (: The address is &lt;a href="http://rgps-symphonicband.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. (: It plays pachelbels. It reminds me of Happyland first you know, before I think of band &gt;&lt; Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus they have cool photographs on the band board. (: Yay. And the stands place changed! It’s now in the band room itself, not in the instrument room. It’s to make way for the strings I think. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know I never knew the code for the instrument cupboard x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man I wanna again go back soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I went back to Kovan and then went for guitar and piano. (: Whee. Quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came back and then Stefanie[Mok] was bugging me to buy choir concert tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should really appreciate what we already have. My brother just came back from Cambodia, the people there are really poor. And he told me stories about them, it’s really sad. ): Like my brother was going to give the kids there sweets, but he never thought that some of the kids there don’t even have hands to receive the sweets. Their arms were blown off by land mines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we shouldn’t take things like our health for granted, you know. Sigh. Gosh I’m feeling so sad now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my brother was eating in a restaurant [with his friends], and the children were standing outside. When they finished eating, then the children walk in and took the leftover food to eat. Things like half a pancake or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, like food is there whenever we are hungry, but that’s not the case for everybody, some people don’t even have enough food to live on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could do something for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;You know now it’s already Sunday x) I fell asleep super early yesterday and didn’t wake up till today. Oops. ANOTHER LATE POST. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi at 12.45pm, Sunday,  July 15, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-6927491683696002911?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/6927491683696002911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=6927491683696002911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6927491683696002911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/6927491683696002911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2007/07/music-and-cambodia.html' title='music and cambodia (:'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-4644774664613558804</id><published>2007-07-11T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T14:56:06.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piano exam &gt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>I THINK I SCREWED THE EXAM UP &gt;&lt; AHH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it could have been better. Sigh. So many mistakes! My goodness! &gt;&lt; Ohmygosh, I wanna RETAKE. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not, 'cause i did really well for scales :D No mistakes at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screwed sightreading. I repeated like dunno how many times &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screwed the echo singing &gt;&lt; Well i can't sing in the first place, so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screwed noticing differences too. Ahhh~ I wasn't taking note of the rhythm at all because I didn't get him[the examiner]so I used my instinct and hopefully I got it right =\ I wasn't specific either but he said it was enough &gt;&lt; I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MY PIECES. Gragh I am most angry at myself for that one. HOW CAN I SCREW IT UP!? &gt;&lt; Especially my second piece. So many errors. And I screwed the pedal part for the third piece. Weel at least I remembered to press the pedal &gt;&lt; And the first piece, the one where I got the most bao3 wo4 one, I SCREWED UP TOO! &gt;&lt; Oh mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I pass this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi at 2.55pm, Wednesday, 11th July 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-4644774664613558804?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/4644774664613558804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=4644774664613558804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4644774664613558804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4644774664613558804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-think-i-screwed-exam-up-oh-mann.html' title='piano exam &gt;&lt;'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-5013436131900561799</id><published>2007-07-09T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T14:57:04.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thirdlang CAs+photos+letters</title><content type='html'>Good morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Here are the announcements for today. X)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am dead. I think I am DEAD. I don’t think I will pass my Japanese CA4 this time ._. Oh mannnn. &gt;&lt; I am terrible. Stefanie and I started studying for the next CA during break so we won’t die again hahaha. Tomorrow’s a long day, and there’s all those stressful subjects like Lit, Chem in the early morn. But after recess is maths. Slack! And Chinese. That’s so-so. And then lunch, and I am missing half of geog and whole of English for the seminar thing._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm I need a replying-letters timetable. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, PEARLYN. She wrote me two letters already &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, AMELIA. Owe her a letter for a rather long time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, JIAXUAN. God-angel. Received letter today &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm these are those who haven’t replied to me (:&lt;br /&gt;Sam Seah[angel (: Sent her a letter today I don’t think she received it yet &gt;&lt;], Shao Wei [COUGHCOUGH], Leona, Tingwei [wah this one was SUPER long ago! &gt;&lt;]..anybody else? Don’t think so.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee. Okay now about homework &gt;&lt; You don’t have to read this. It’s just for my own benefit. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit: FFA research, WS, FA&lt;br /&gt;Chem: Journal Entry [ due on Wednesday]&lt;br /&gt;Maths: MATHS PT. I AM DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: Corrections&lt;br /&gt;Geog: WS 2&lt;br /&gt;English:Descriptive writing thingo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I=dead. X.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note, I found a lot of photos on the computer. Like ancient ones x) Oh man they are so amusing to look at. When I have time I MIGHT post them up. [And if they are not too embarrassing :S] Most of them are quite embarrassing, actually. Like I have one of my brother and me in Japan in kimonos &gt;&lt; and some really retarded photos of a lot of people. Ho you guys better hope I don’t post it up x) I have a pissed-off-shao-wei picture. I have a pissed-off-shawna picture. I have a loony-rgpcb-percussion-06 picture. I have a “what-in-the-world-is that”-says-joanne picture. I also have pictures with this Donald duck guy and Pooh and Pluto and Chip&amp;Dale and Goofy and Mickey mouse and other characters which I don’t know the name of. (: Very amusing to look at. I also have my brother’s graduation photos HOHO. And many more funny ones haha! I shall post them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…Someday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by beavertenshi at 8.33pm, Monday, July 09, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-5013436131900561799?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/5013436131900561799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=5013436131900561799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5013436131900561799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/5013436131900561799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2007/07/good-morning-here-are-announcements-for.html' title='thirdlang CAs+photos+letters'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34794129.post-4165971106459015919</id><published>2007-07-07T18:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T14:59:35.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>band+melvins+friends+random photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a nice day. (: Sort of. Had direct-taking till about 3.30+, and then Shelley and I went and joined Yufei and Bing to play Ritmico! (: It was quite cool haha and I went back to the batch corr to look for Joanne but she wasn’t there =.= and I bumped into Emily at the batch corr. Okay I didn’t bang right into her lah! She was just sitting there with her big big tuba and staring into empty space so I asked her if she wanted to join us at the amphitheatre to play but in the end she decided not to ‘cause she has to carry her big big tuba all the way there. Yeah. (: And when I went back Shelley left already so it was only me+the trombones left and we were mostly wuliao-ing around with yufei’s metronome cum tuner thing. It’s very cool. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall practise till 4.30 on Fridays now since Joanne is never let off direct taking early/ takes a long time to pack, and I won’t sit around waiting for her anymore. So her mum can just come at 4.30 and fetch Melvin[her brother] first. ACS Barker. He’s in tennis. Ends about the same time as us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that, last Friday when I was got into the car, I was turning around to keep my waterbottle and I jumped up because there was someone in the backseat =.= which me and Joanne didn’t notice until I turned around and did this- O.O Haha I think he was supposed to be asleep so he didn’t make any noise. “He” as in Joanne’s other brother. Jonathan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha so the car was pretty crowded and Melvin sat in the front seat and he turned around and he looked at me and he said “Who’s that?” And then everyone was like “Kai’en!” And then he said “Oh. How come your hair so short?” And I was like O.o “Huh?” Then I realized to last time I saw him I probably had long hair =.= -coughbadmemoriescough- Yeah and Joanne’s mum was like “Did you say hello!?” Melvin: “Hello.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha it was pretty amusing. And when we were driving near our house he asked if I lived there and if I moved house. X) No, I have always stayed there since I was born x) hey he has been to my house before you know! Haha he can’t remember anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Melvin, I met a Melvin today. No not as in Joanne’s brother. He was from my tuition class last time. I was with Leona around Mavis and then got this SUPER FAMILIAR LOOKING PERSON AND I WAS LIKE OMG THAT’S MELVIN and at that time he was on the stairs so I didn’t realize HOW &lt;strong&gt;SUPER TALL&lt;/strong&gt; HE IS. Guys really shoot up, it’s scary. I didn’t see him for like what, 6 months?! He used to be Leona’s height and now he’s like TWICE her height![ exaggerating again] And I think he recognized me x.x so I faster walked away. And then I ohmygosh-ed my way home. SO &lt;strong&gt;UNFAIR&lt;/strong&gt; how come girls don’t shoot up! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I THINK I AM GETTING SHORTER. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had a talk with a P6 girl from RGPS yesterday! &lt;3 She came here for her DSA interview and I was going to wish her good luck but she kinda finished her interview already? [Haha I gave her a hug anyway.] Haha. But she looked familiar and I talked to her anyway. She somewhat reminded me of Deb. Lim. Uh the perc one.  And Joanne agreed x)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a long lost history worksheet in my band file. How in the world did it get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah. Today was a good day. Funny day x) last piano lesson before my exam so I was pretty nervous and my teacher was like “Why is everyone so nervous today!?!” And she said don’t be nervous or I will under-perform. &gt;&lt;And she was really nice to me today! It was a super fun piano lesson, plus she said she will allow me to skip my theory exam YAY! :D Plus no exam next year because she wants to do my pieces and get my technics right and normally we spent a lot of time on exams, soo. Yeah. (: I am so happy yay! :D No more piano exams for at least 1 ½ years! :D WHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still have to worry about next Wednesday’s exam. Sigh. I don’t want to die! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leona said her house is becoming a hotel. First 3 of her father's friends from China stayed over, and then two Taiwanese relatives came over [for a month!] and before they are leaving 1 more person is coming or something =.= But I told her it won’t matter anyway since her house is so &lt;strong&gt;HUGE&lt;/strong&gt;. We met her two Taiwanese friends at Heartland Mall. :D I wanted to talk to them and stuff, but&lt;br /&gt;1)      I was going to be late for piano,&lt;br /&gt;2)      We were in the middle of a crowded shopping mall,&lt;br /&gt;3)      They only speak&lt;strong&gt; Chinese&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.= The last point was the one that really kept me quiet &gt;&lt; And they call Leona jiejie! So cute haha! They are only 1 year younger though. Classmates. Um, I shan’t reveal their names just in case you tumble over laughing x) [like me, oops] and Leona laughs at it anyway hahahah. And then after they went I asked them who is who and she was like, “Um the one that looks like night safari that one is _____.” HAHA AND YOU KNOW THEY ARE GOING TO NIGHT SAFARI TONIGHT x)! So spastically funny. Oh t was one of their bdays yesterday, I think, and Leona was trying to find presents for them. Haha it was quite funny when we were searching for presents! [ And we didn’t manage to get any in the end =.=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that reminds me, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMANDA [YIM]! &lt;/strong&gt;:D Haha thanks for the um, food thingy. I dunno what you call it &gt;&lt; Anyway you have a cool b'day. 07.07.07! Oh yeah today is Live Earth Day or something. &lt;strong&gt;SAVE THE EARTH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I got kitkats. :D the cherry blossom one or something. I haven’t tried it yet! But thanks, Dawn anyway :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh this post is rather long isn’t it? Ahh and no magnets post again today, because I still can’t find the stooopid wire to connect the camera to my laptop. Oh my laptop has a name but I can’t remember it anyway. OH YEAH &lt;strong&gt;SPOOKIECOOKIE&lt;/strong&gt;. (:  Yeah. I will have to wait till my brother comes back from Cambodiaaaaa. He’s backpacking. Ho cool right. But I hope he’s safe and stuff, and it gets terribly lonely at night since my sis moved out already ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for Plopper :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Shall I post random pictures today? :D Yes I shall :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro-Ax7FBd2I/AAAAAAAAAEc/UmT-k6jhSck/s1600-h/Image155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084424099485284194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro-Ax7FBd2I/AAAAAAAAAEc/UmT-k6jhSck/s320/Image155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drumset at Charlotte's studio place! That's Joanne's feet. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro9_rLFBd1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/e6PGoVYBAY0/s1600-h/Image159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084422884009539410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro9_rLFBd1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/e6PGoVYBAY0/s320/Image159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who went to Charlotte's studio place! :D I had another picture with me in it but not sherylyn but joanne was munching away are someting, so. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro-EZ7FBd4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/u1rgB2qG4RE/s1600-h/Image104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084428085214934914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro-EZ7FBd4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/u1rgB2qG4RE/s320/Image104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS SIGN IS &lt;strong&gt;HILARIOUS&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha I took it near my house. Just down the road. I think it's fixed? It better be haha. The way its pointing to is a football field you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro90ybFBd0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/-ydwM3ykluo/s1600-h/Image212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084410913935685442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro90ybFBd0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/-ydwM3ykluo/s320/Image212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plopper, Powder and Marshmallow! Powder is the only one looking at the camera though =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro90dLFBdzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6EMhb-6zlfw/s1600-h/Image293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084410548863465266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro90dLFBdzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6EMhb-6zlfw/s320/Image293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to Mr Fruitman! :D Haha never leave Leona and me with fruits alone. See what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro9v9bFBdyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/KA1PPKhsRXY/s1600-h/Image292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084405605356107554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro9v9bFBdyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/KA1PPKhsRXY/s320/Image292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That necklace says "L", btw. Deathnote! :D It's Leona's. See, it stands for Leona too HOW COOL IS THAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro9vtrFBdxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zDgCejVNcAI/s1600-h/Image310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084405334773167890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro9vtrFBdxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zDgCejVNcAI/s320/Image310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this picture is funny too. It looks like Esther is spitting water! x) [No offence to Esther ._.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro9u2bFBduI/AAAAAAAAADc/9PM8Y6AiIdc/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084404385585395426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro9u2bFBduI/AAAAAAAAADc/9PM8Y6AiIdc/s320/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, this is the birthday present Shawna gave me! :D It was so nicely wrapped! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro-E6bFBd5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/mQchjfoRzfs/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084428643560683410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro-E6bFBd5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/mQchjfoRzfs/s320/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you can't see the words from the above picture. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro9uhbFBdtI/AAAAAAAAADU/riW4_QWKOfE/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084404024808142546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro9uhbFBdtI/AAAAAAAAADU/riW4_QWKOfE/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what's that? (: Yup, Plopper's meatball noseee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro9vR7FBdwI/AAAAAAAAADs/3YUhHEWv93w/s1600-h/Image087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084404858031798018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro9vR7FBdwI/AAAAAAAAADs/3YUhHEWv93w/s320/Image087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw this picture is so cute. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;posted by beavertenshi at 9.28pm, Saturday, 7th July 2007 [&lt;strong&gt;07.07.07!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; :D]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34794129-4165971106459015919?l=beaverbandette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/feeds/4165971106459015919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34794129&amp;postID=4165971106459015919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4165971106459015919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34794129/posts/default/4165971106459015919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beaverbandette.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-yesterday-was-nice-day.html' title='band+melvins+friends+random photos'/><author><name>kaiyo(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06897621193490202844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/R9NWIgWf_lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KPNj-bxC6Vk/S220/DSC00883.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIOAwf5yCmw/Ro-Ax7FBd2I/AAAAAAAAAEc/UmT-k6jhSck/s72-c/Image155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
