<?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-12302639</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:00:32.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>virtual reality. my dreams.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-214301639610615532</id><published>2007-05-03T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:51:03.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories of yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FUAMFEsWwcE/RjnwHL2vAvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/g3DeDB9IFmw/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FUAMFEsWwcE/RjnwHL2vAvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/g3DeDB9IFmw/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060339662559576818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i found this, on nymd_forever. somehow, i didn't realise this earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you know, its from the farewell party last year. and the face you can see is sharon of course. and sharon is hugging two people. and its yea. i didn't know this moment was captured. it was such a teary and heart breaking one. for me more. that time, when we sang our 'love confession' like a choir and ran down to the seniors. and it was two to one. sharon,xinkai,ann. that was our 'three' then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why. today i was like me! and mummy hugged. saying okay.. and we talked for a little while before she was distracted by the arrival of ms chan. i love my mummy. now, she comes back often. and that's why can hug. i really love my mummy. that photo brings back so much so much memories and all. makes me think of jolene too. jolene!&lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such wonderful times. i miss it a lot. and its pure stardust left. and that day, i cried a lot a lot because of mummy mostly. and i remember our long long hug. yes memories. )= nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memoriesofyesterday&lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;foreverinmyheart&lt;br /&gt;iwillneverforget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-214301639610615532?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/214301639610615532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=214301639610615532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/214301639610615532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/214301639610615532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2007/05/memories-of-yesterday.html' title='memories of yesterday'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FUAMFEsWwcE/RjnwHL2vAvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/g3DeDB9IFmw/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-8278514373129037351</id><published>2007-04-27T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T07:24:13.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GWH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i want to freeze this moment in time. and remember this moment for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOLD WITH HONOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love nymd. i love the dancers. i have no regrets. a gold with honours our dreams have finally came true. really 7 months of hard work and 7 minutes on stage. ( and a few seconds more) i believe we all made it through. the blood, sweat and tears. we showed the world we are 'damn bloody good' as quoted in from joanne from mr raj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember flashes of the dance, the seven minutes but i remember more of our journey. of the seven minutes i dont remember running out, i remember psyching myself to be angry and "kill" them all. next i remember was hitting every single stroke together with mam aka yunyi. i remember faintly running into the circle. i remember pushing my sword into the air and "chopping" it down so hard that it made a huge sound. i remember looking at the empty audience seats at the side or my eye to estimate position and i dont really remember our clash. i remember i landed a but sideways my body but i held there and forced myself not to move a single part of myself till it had to jump down. i dont remeber running out as fast as my legs could carry me though i know i did. i dont remeber walking out and doing the flash flash thing with our hands the twinkle star thing. but i remeber while falling to my knees, i willed msyelf to stay still despite i fell too hard and was going to fall over. and stayed there. i remeber hearing felicia's 'DOWN.' but not the 'GO'. and the next thing was running into the wings get our props and to get hilary's flag and walk out. and i held the flag too high and i am so sorry the light. i banged the light on the way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next thing we knew was we're out int eh holding area and we started to YAY! we did it. and suddenly i felt exhausted of my energy i felt limp and didn't have proper energy to hug hug mam. then when the teachers, instructors and supporters came out. we started to cheer and all only to be hushed my the security guard that he was going to throw us out.and we did a low hurray! and boy i had no regrets when i stepped off the stage, first time ever. really. that feeling of totally NO REGRETS that we did our best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou list. ( its late)&lt;br /&gt;to mam for fighting with me and eh stealing my imaginary boyfriend? to look fierce?all the way!&lt;br /&gt;to lil' mam for being with maria&lt;br /&gt;to hilary for talking out with me that day and being the 'hero' of the dance&lt;br /&gt;to felicia the person who made me the props auntie and rushing out to get props&lt;br /&gt;to patricia my fellow shield buddy who is my 翻身 pair&lt;br /&gt;to bernice who is forever ber! and being iwth me during mornings&lt;br /&gt;to pat and ber the pair same line as me and mam to be "fronting" ( so called)&lt;br /&gt;to junning for improving&lt;br /&gt;to estelle and junning for being the centre centre for war&lt;br /&gt;to eileen and estelle for being such good leaders and leading us all the way&lt;br /&gt;to enrui, the lovely egg for the stunts and everything from joy and fun throughout the journey&lt;br /&gt;to chityin for endearing to the audience and judges&lt;br /&gt;to vinette and huzhe for being the nice enemies who die after being poked by hilary&lt;br /&gt;to aileen ( i have mixed feelings really) for issuing war for enemies&lt;br /&gt;to yihong the blur blur person who issue war and being crazily mad all the time&lt;br /&gt;to jac for being fierce and trying to be harder&lt;br /&gt;to siyu for being so strong after being injured&lt;br /&gt;to shirley who endured the pain to do the syf with an injured knee&lt;br /&gt;to marianne for lasting throughout the last minute and doing so well and fierce.&lt;br /&gt;to jody my fellow ahma ( dont ask me why)&lt;br /&gt;to sylvia the auntie for being such good examples for the enemy shields to learn from&lt;br /&gt;to cheryl for motivating me when i was down and being with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for mr raj for having this concept and reminding us and telling us what we needed to hear and encouraging us and motivating us to do no only well but very well.&lt;br /&gt;for mr gordon who didn't ever give up on us though we were naughty and undisciplined sometimes and being caring about all of us injured or not and treating us like his "babies". for cleaning up our dance and doing so much choreography and spending time to clear up certain small sections. for almost having your heart jump out watching our dance over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;to ms chan for motivating us and telling us what the dance needed from another point of view and for giving me a hug( though i had props all over) before the competition and being concerned about my injury while doing my makeup.&lt;br /&gt;thankyou instructors and ms yeo for caring about my injury&lt;br /&gt;to ms yeo for being there for us. i know that some dancers aren't happy with stuff but i think it is greatly because she cares a lot and really feel sorry that we have to go through so much stress. and its true. for scolding us and "protecting" us to prevent unwanted comments to encourage us. and for being with us backstage all the way. ( for jumping with yunyi!) and for really bothering to care about my injury and to understand what i was trying to say without crying due to the pain.&lt;br /&gt;to ms goh, though not a really like wow huge role but giving us feedback at camp and also being with us and cheering and for us. and being so patient with the 32 of us with high inertia and dont want to move to the bus till i realised and hit me she was trying to get us moving to the bus because i heard but i didn't process. (till the extent she said she wanted to take a spear and poke us to get us up the bus, but obviously we heard and said, eh take the weapons away!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for mrs teo for supporting nymd.&lt;br /&gt;for mrs sandy tan for supporting&lt;br /&gt;for mrs tieh who came to support&lt;br /&gt;for vice principal mrs chek for supporting and encouraging us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then results, all of us werei n dance studio waiting for results . everyone was so anxious. even ms goh was there with us. and it was like ten and no results yet. then suddenly eileen and estelle both received an sms and estelle went "you all are going to be so happy, we got what we wanted!" and everyone started cheering and suddenly we all started crying. then aileen asked it it true? and they went ' yes, GOLD WITH HONOURS". and everyone started to cry. me and sober enrui started to have tears welling up and eye began to become red. and in the end the both of us cried too. marianne was crying so badly "gold with honours", she was sobbing. and then we all hug hug hug. then ms goh came and said, "my dear girls, you all have your gold with honours, why are you all crying? let us cheer for ourselves!" and this time, felicvia lead teh cheer and we were all cheering while tearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and felicia said "what are we waiting for? lets tell the school!" and they ran to the quadrangle, canteen screaming like mad chickens "gwh" and the rest of us dry our tears and try to go back to class and me ber pat yunyi hilary and the rest went out and halfway me adn ber decided not to go canteen but turn back to class and realised we were like face to ms goh and nicely she smiled seeing our teary eyes and all and we went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ms yeo told us what happened when she went to get results and wow. she cried too. and told us mr raj was asked to go up to share and all those stuff and she said she was gave us each a hug. and she said its really a golden gold with honours. (= and its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I LOVE YOU NYMD-ERS! for making this happen, we're all in this together and we really did it. because, we will be perfect dancers ( think daughters) HEH. ((: let us rise to greater heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss everything. i am starting to miss it. its not as fast as hatfull because this one i did it with no regrets giving my life to fight for what we aimed for. and the journey will be etched in my mind. it will never be the same. seniors will be gone soon. we will be senior of the seniors soon. enrui would be gone. i will miss the times we whine together or fight together as ONE NYMD. i love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nymd forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-8278514373129037351?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8278514373129037351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=8278514373129037351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/8278514373129037351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/8278514373129037351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2007/04/gwh.html' title='GWH'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-1178130796616586824</id><published>2007-04-21T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T08:19:10.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NYMD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i dont know what colour i last used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know its been long since i was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read a lot of ppl's posts and i am dying with tests studying and everything. and nice ms lee allowed me to take on thurs and saved by the rest of the md-ers she teaches, that they nicely agreed to sit with me during the test so i no need to sit beside ms lee to do the test &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i want to blog. everything from gordon calling us his "babies" and the comparison about ms yeo and mr raj and all that. to what i feel now. about nymd. watching hatfull brings back the fire and passion it felt so gone. and now its all coming back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us modern dancers, NYMD , the 32 of us. stomp the stage and impress everyone there. to do it. whether or not what the judges think. we are performers and not mere dancers, and we shall do our best! and we will be winners ourselves, whatever gold silver pink yellow green as eileen said, i dont care too. but its a lie. but i shall not be burdened by it. and we shall do it for ourselves , do justice to mr gordon's choreography. the teachers efforts, mr raj. mr gordon, ms yeo. ms chan and even ms jackie who's doing our make up on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYMD-ers i love you all. i really do. i really believe in this item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now it shall be BIO, chem and IH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nnanyang modern dancers! I LOVE YOU! and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec1s05 and enrui you too! I LOVE YOU ALL TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3333333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-1178130796616586824?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1178130796616586824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=1178130796616586824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/1178130796616586824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/1178130796616586824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2007/04/nymd.html' title='NYMD!'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-2031025746682172998</id><published>2007-03-12T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T01:01:02.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its kind of late blogging about obs. had thoery exam.. and still busy. i guess coming abck to civilisation and reality was back to rush life again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obs. admunsen &lt;3. i guess though it was largely and love -hate affair to me i actually learnt and lot and i miss the times there somehow. thankyou to everyBODY. the way instructor kenny says it. i think one of the worse points was that i was superly seasick when kayaking that my head was totally throbbing and couldn't think straight and all i wanted was to get out of it alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've all been fun people. and singing before going to sleep during the last day. how interesting and in the end instructor kenny came and said so happy sing sing sing ah! and i think without him we couldn't have survived and without being together we wouldn't have survived all those crazy moments while trekking or the wet wet night we had to sleep through nor the ants attacks which we amazingly keep having.  and instructor kenny who treats us like his 'children' and reckons that we are all his princesses and saying ' my princesses, please go to sleep!' on the last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without the whole group i also wouldn't have survived. like sleeping next to chinsian the strong. and stephanie , i am so grateful if not i would have died during kayaking, yunting the civilised bear whom my fellow store i/c whom washed the ants infested ponchos with me before the others came to help. tenille the loud. jiayu the pro at rock climbing! lili the funny person. jocelyn and cherie the food i/c. everyone! just too many things to list. and also buddy watch tenzing. sitong's em superly short fbts and long shirt. make her look sexy. and also bonding with my fellow 302-ers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have survived and lots of lessons learnt. and also the quotes and stories told to us. and i associate with the yesterday,today,tommorrow thing the most and i agree we must hold hands still. not physically though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and saturday theory amazingly it was okay met cassandra and hernie there. and was quite surprised and in same room as cass some more. and finish same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw happy birthday connie. love. i know our present it still with me. &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance camp on thurs. homework are lots. and tmr sch. work hard! and prove ourselves. go batch 08'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;admunsen&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha , jocelyn , cherie , jiawen , lili , stephanie ,  ann ,  yunting ,  tenille ,  chongrong , gail , claire , jiayu , chinsian , xinyu. the nanyanggirls' admunsen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-2031025746682172998?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2031025746682172998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=2031025746682172998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/2031025746682172998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/2031025746682172998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2007/03/010.html' title='#010'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-2046474241079786812</id><published>2007-03-02T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:51:03.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FUAMFEsWwcE/RekPkBNVCmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hhXm0lN7Tu0/s1600-h/DSCF1690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FUAMFEsWwcE/RekPkBNVCmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hhXm0lN7Tu0/s320/DSCF1690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037574769664658018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;my dearest 209! OH I MISS YOU ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;time passes fast. term1's almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have learnt a lots of lessons. thankyou seniors for scolding me. and jiayou batch08'. after all these i will work hard. i will try harder. though i know i am one of the slower ones. thankyou to everyone who helped with the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obs next week.  i am scared somehow. garh. 5whole days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 camps in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i watch the 5.30 sow double hapiness but end up everyday stay back in the end i watch central affairs2 which is quite nice. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice 302 bullied zhuolaoshi a bit about her sister yesteray. heehee. and we were slacking in bio cos everywhere was full and we walked the whole school and then back to the lab and talked to ms lee and ha, steffi and i were talking about whether she was married and the signs we see. and how pretty she is. hah. we are really interested anyone who finds out pls tell us! heh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back there last wk to bai3 nian2. and i am still mulling over it. cos it feels so warm and nice. and i never did imagine it would be like that. oh i miss that place. and i told connie about it and i think she don't understand what craziness i am experiencing. aunty amy! &lt;3.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-2046474241079786812?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2046474241079786812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=2046474241079786812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/2046474241079786812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/2046474241079786812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2007/03/009.html' title='#009'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FUAMFEsWwcE/RekPkBNVCmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hhXm0lN7Tu0/s72-c/DSCF1690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-117154913594020788</id><published>2007-02-15T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T06:18:55.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;just a moment ago math test was over, now all the tests i've taken so far are all back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they aren't too bad. but could have done better... and my class is super pro and clever i should say. already chem and math have full marks! and maybe ha even has full marks for physics? dont know ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't go back mbs tmr. i am feeling sad about it. because i haven't heard from mrschan for so long and then! i can't go back. no choice.. i rather not risk my life. and soldier on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know all of us are feeling like sad over what mr r did today to mr g's blocking and all that. i was quite shocked just by looking. and i realised after lil' mam told me. we've wasted our whole saturday. that saturday in the quadrangle to block and do formation and almost half under the sun. with mr g. and yet... i dont get it why. but its done? i really dont know anymore. the piece's changing a lot. and mr r changed the front part too. and its like i think ripping of mr g's stuff. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after hearing the music for fearlessly feminine again after formal CCA today. and the seniors dancing. i feel so wave of nostalgia? like when i was just a sec1. i used to stand there and watch the seniors. and just watch and be so mesmerised. and how good they were and just watching them train and train for that piece. i felt so nymd. and i was and am proud to be a modern dance. our batch  think also feels the same way. and at least me and hilary i guess would tell people proudly. i am from moderndance even when i was just a new junior then. i remembered when we first met mr r we were intimidated, scared but yet motivated by that to try. and i believe we tried we raised our own bar. and we did it. our own batch. nymd sec1s05'  i think even end of sec1 i was already so comfortable with the whole nymd. because of production i guess. and now? i dont think the juniors would like tell the whole world i am from modern dance. much more after their scolding today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the first two years. a lot a lot. with jolene regina liuqian and everyone around. i know my batch was considered very dao and all that to seniors but look at us now. we have moved so far. the journey we had. the batch-ness feeling. the we are one feeling. and we cried together when we got scolded by mr r esp. during production period then. and the drilling into us becoming early sec2 seniors that we would be fronting the next syf. and how could we do that when we were like that. the questions motivating us to work harder. and be up there. and now here we were doing the next syf. and to train hard and get it back. everything. the old feeling. its not there anymore.  i dont feel it like WHOLE nymd. only my batch mostly cos maybe i am too busy. but i feel different. and plus syf its like everyone's concentrating on syf and sometimes become too cold to each other..  oh well. its part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better write letters soon! and study theory and ih. revise math and physics. and my chem iwant to do well! not only bio, chem, physics, but also math and chinese! having zhuolaoshi, makes me feel i want to do well. ih.. lacking in motivation but i should not let ms koh down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i just pray for you to look over me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-117154913594020788?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/117154913594020788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=117154913594020788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/117154913594020788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/117154913594020788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2007/02/008.html' title='#008'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-117033836607785300</id><published>2007-02-01T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T05:59:26.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i miss the old times. but i shall not think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am surprised mam wrote my letter. and actually we are partnering and i am happy cos my partner is non other than mam. and i am glad for hilary who is... go hilary! i am scared about next thurs. i am missing dance due to cip. and its also not confirmed yet. and thurs is mr raj already. and he's doing - ahhhh! oh dear. i want to do that part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what! i dont have enough time to feel sad. but i want to say thankyou to jolene. because though she's busy my wonderful wonderful jolene talked to me the next day and i have the same chem and chi teachers as she had last time. and she HEARD of my physics teacher. heh. (: and for now. i shall talk to jolene. because sharon hurts me i don't know why. as in the time she came back. i got hurt even more like unintentionally cos it wasn't her fault it was just what i was going through then. i'm sorry sharon. but somehow it just hurts me alright. i guess its the first time i'm saying it. but again its subjective! so we shall all look on the bright side of life and be happy! so kudos to jolene anyway. i miss her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition is not the same tuition anymore. i dont feel as happy as like hyper and fun at tuition. maybe its cos its not ms tay . after being one year under her maybe it feels not the same. but i guess for me its the environment. oh well. i think. and you know what. i just shut up lots of times. and you know even when i shut up i feel like asking the person causing disruption to stop it. but i know i am bad. cos it is group tuition anyway! so in the end i just study more and listen more. and try to get it right. science is still after all a big part of my dream, ambition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;302. i'm getting used to it. sitong, jean, jessie weijia,cassandra, adeline, eva... everyone! we are a happy lively class. oh yea. for once i feel like happy in class and not like transition state. and i love bio! that crazy girl, stephanie knows. aha. we talk about the most absurd stuff and - censored. only to the both of us! i think jo's feeling a bit sad. go jojo! dont be sad. 302 is a happy place and we can be sad but not too sad. go jo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me get through this dark scary period. and i love my fellow buddies. and connie ong. i miss the times when we go crazy. now we only talk about like twong and wong and work related stuff and some 303, 302 stuff... i miss crazy connie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea thankyou kerri for listening to my angst stuff like last week. i was rambling ON and ON and ON. and she listened. loves to kerri! (= shanghai buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its all about us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-117033836607785300?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/117033836607785300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=117033836607785300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/117033836607785300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/117033836607785300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2007/02/007.html' title='#007'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-116936278113270440</id><published>2007-01-20T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T22:59:41.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i am not myself anymore. never will it be. identity crisis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i shall not think. for i know when i am afraid i am not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for that, i am thankful. that i am trusted. that i will try to the best of my ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel my passion grow for council and CIA. bit by bit. its getting more. as i realise i am not alone anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dance. train and train and lets do it! just leave those bad bones behind pick ourselves up. do our serniors, nymd, nanyang modern dance proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fangsong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-116936278113270440?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116936278113270440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=116936278113270440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/116936278113270440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/116936278113270440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2007/01/006.html' title='#006'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-116870202969422572</id><published>2007-01-13T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T07:27:09.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#005</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ann shall not be angsty and rant and be e bad girl. so i should just forget about the "feelings" part i thought about today for a lil' while and concentrate on studying especially since math is difficult so are sciences and i bet the languages aren't going to get any better and i fear chinese somehow. maybe i should go attempt somemore of ms yeo's math so that i can take my mind of. or maybe study bio. or do my yue du bi ji. instead of being here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i decided m yue du bi ji i shall like decorate it with a photo collage ehh actually i dunno mayeb should ask my mum to print she has a nice co lour printer. but i printed a copy already anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;302's very different from 209. 302 its still cliques everywhere but everyone's nice. but... oh well. its 302 anyway! but even so fast we can get the 302 rocks feeling already! suddenly that day during our own "arena" debate ms sebastian asked so what does this mean and eva went "302 rocks!" and we went " YAY!!! cheers*" so cool. that was the only time i ever got that feeling its a bit down now but i'm beginning to enjoy classes a bit cos now i can talk to sitong and jessie and weijia and casandra not only stephanie OPPPS. but i pay attention during class kay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i just read one of hern's very old post and its true. i can't stand people who dont ake stuff seriously i am so changed too. why? its not the old ann aymore yet but still not fully morphed i am not so fun anymore oh give me my hyperness back. meimei HANJING!! oh help me get high. and bianca. somehow she won't read this cos she doesn't have the pass. to my blog. but she gives me the strength to go on you kno. somehow i feel secure and motivated with her. like BIANCAAA! like that. quote hern the last time. bianca the super woman to the rescue! taht's why bianca the FBI-ian! i miss hern too. haven't talked to her for quite sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss jolene a lot. a lot a lot. because after some stuff i dont dare to talk to sharon . somehow i dont know why. and jolene keeps me going. cos she replies messages though it may be one week late. and we go crazily funny and mad on weird occasions and doing things like go to sleep together at the same time cos we feel sad. I MISS YOU JOLENE! sigh. i know i am hanging here and okay i must think of one of the most wonderful phrase which is " you two love me to bits" and right now i only feel jolene's. please please don't go tell sharon or something because i am just not ready. and i think i'll writer her a letter after my hw. which seems so impossible. i miss jolene! and vanessa's going off. feb. oh right. i would miss her terribly too. and right now. saying that makes me think of KERRI PANG. if you're reading this. ): oh i feel so sad now. but i shall not be too sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mrschan! i haven't heard from her for very long! no msg no email no anything!! ahh so scary. i can't wait for cny then, to go back mbs see her and ms chan and everything.but before cny comes most of the tests i think. which are :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so hanging on to my batchmates now. cos i already lost so many. okay not lost think positive! it will get better. yay to jolene! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很乱，我的心真得很乱。可是我真的不敢去想。 不想还是最好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放松！ (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-116870202969422572?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116870202969422572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=116870202969422572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/116870202969422572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/116870202969422572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2007/01/005.html' title='#005'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-116817654287683785</id><published>2007-01-07T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T05:29:02.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#004</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;okay this is for kerri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm updating this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well school's OKAY i guess. and i can't reveal a lot of stuff so better not say. but i'm feeling weird but cannot say a lot and think a lot. again if not i will become crazy so shall not think. just treat it as sec3 blues. and try getting used to it. i guess everything's so diff. now. even dance. really. i feel so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss letters. ruth my dear mortal gave me one. the only one and only one for 200. but its still early. i have to write ruth's letter soon. and course. kerri's letter have to write too. received! (= i haven't got one from livia. nor sharon. which is ): but oh well. let's hope hilary faster give hers and mam starts writing again! and lil' mam replies! aha i must to think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the good note. buddies got into syf. yay. let's jiayou! they are so pro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's dance tmr. auditions. and breakfast bash. i just read email. and yea. a math quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss 209. i met ms ong when she came in though the gate on the second day of school. i was at side gate duty! i couldn't believe it. i miss connie,natalie,yinghong,chiling,ros, ms ong, ms koh,huanglaishi. no more anyone of those people. its all feeling so weird. give it back to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninerswillneverwalkalone. i can't wait for 2nd feb 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comm allocation's out. i'm in CIA. fellow comm mates are seniors: lifern, valencia juniors : estella, peiying, sheena ,karen, ann .  ber's happy with her comm so is pat. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not be angsty and rant. DEEP BREATHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-116817654287683785?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116817654287683785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=116817654287683785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/116817654287683785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/116817654287683785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2007/01/004.html' title='#004'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-116677620853562299</id><published>2006-12-22T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T00:30:08.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#003</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know. its time for me to change. wake up. improve. to be a better person. if not for myself. for nysc, nymd, ny itself. i think i should. sharon's right in some ways. i know. yes i am sensitive. but you know what. i really miss everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like in kerri's letter. the we are one feeling. the we rock kind of feeling. i got it the few hours at weAve. and it rocked. 'say heyo heyo'! everyone's so caught up. i wonder when our that kind of feeling would be back again. but who cares. I've got my own 'gang' or whatever it is. the buddies. the friends like xinkai,yunyi,bernice,patricia,hilary,kerri. &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life's changing dramatically. i don't know what it'll be like soon. correction/ i know where's it heading for. but the future is always unclear. yesterday a clear horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-116677620853562299?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116677620853562299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=116677620853562299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/116677620853562299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/116677620853562299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2006/12/003.html' title='#003'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-116618408134052460</id><published>2006-12-15T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T04:01:21.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#002</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;to xinkai! i know it started from you. i read on ber's blog. (: so dont be angry with maria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why. i am thinking so much grrrrr. am supposed to be trying to get enthu and all that for camp.. oh dear. just called pattie and clarified some stuff with her. so scary. but open mind open mind open mind! reinforce that. need to be off memorising stuff soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh thankyou lil' mam for being there for me so fast on thurs. i was wanting to keep my ehh happiness? from within. cos need to concentrate on dancing right? but again i understand my position. i would never ever come first and i dont need to come first. i would always be behind there. standing behind here. waiting for her. because she is my jie. that's all. and its true isn't it. even ytd was the same? though i got to talk to her a bit after everyone left and when we were walking out of the dance studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i just have to hold on to my urge to read it. i want to read it and get it over. but yet i dont want to. because i fear. i dont know what to expect inside. she told me not to read it too soon.so i dont know at all. but i told her either sat and sun and most prob night for me. i think sat night? because sun later i dont want to not able to go to sleep before camp. or start crying or something. though i know i have to be strong. but i know its not very happy stuff inside and i really dont know too. and there's one more thing. open mind for that too. i seem to be needing open-mindedness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jie, take care kay. please for goodness sake! i know its not intentional. but really really take care and try not. no, don't! do that again. i think afteri read it i would need to write to you. i guess so. that's my feeling for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp. next mon to wed. jiayou elects. enthu then! and dance on thurs. and maybe a day out before me and jolene go off again. and if sharon can make it. oh we'd better kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suddenly i see, this is what i want to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suddenly i see, why the hell it means to much to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the song suddenly i see. i think it makes sense thought there's the word "hell" in it. but its just saysay i think. really i see why it means so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after jolene and her right, the senior batch seriously i am not close to them. so the only people left are my own batchies! dance batch mates. elects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ber! thankyou for the muffins i know how you made it. ((= they are wonderfully delicious.&lt;br /&gt;hilaryy!! maybe when you read this i'm at camp already. but i missed you so much can! lovelove see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;lil' mam! maria dunno what to say! but lots of love from deep in my heart. and ever i think you'll just understand me. so that proves i really am so close to you! lovelove!&lt;br /&gt;mam! i know you are going crazily mad. but maria will definitely miss you so dont worry. so to mam! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why it means to much to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;though it hurts. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-116618408134052460?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116618408134052460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=116618408134052460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/116618408134052460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/116618408134052460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2006/12/002.html' title='#002'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-116582490413173809</id><published>2006-12-11T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T00:15:04.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#001</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;haha i shall follow ber to label posts. (= though ber won't read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lil mam! thankyou for the cookies. the YUMMY stuff. thankyou! loves. and pat for the muah chee. lil mam's cookies nice arh. i haven't tried the chop and chip but i like the one with coloured icing balls on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its raining right now. gloomy weather. badminton later with bro and cousins. and dad i think. and SYTYCD tonight! yay-ness. hmm. star awards somehow i feel wasn't as nice as previous years.. oh i'm blogging. oh dear. but i wont be able to when school starts as often i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivocity with yinyun tmr! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-116582490413173809?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116582490413173809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=116582490413173809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/116582490413173809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/116582490413173809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2006/12/001.html' title='#001'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-116567211778523055</id><published>2006-12-09T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T05:48:37.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i have to agree with her though i can't type her name. that internet's unsafe. though i know this is pw-ed but then to be safe. oh well. i shall confine to letters or sth. and i dont have much time next year anyway. i shall learn from mam and blog less. maybe email more frequent to mrschan, jolene?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you so much. i really do. i dont know why. i always get hurt. know that its not your fault but because i think too much. i promised mam not to think so i shall be happier and think of connie instead and mam! and i realised that i thought of her so much that i even dreamt about her. so vividly. that i even thought it was so real. and woke up in fright because ehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh i shall be strong right? be brave baby! i so want jolene to be back. i miss her now too. ): but i shall not be bad and wish that she's enjoying herself. and i hope i would get a chance and meet jolene when she comes back. but then i have council camp. but we shall hope for the best. oh jolene. please. the one who loves me to bits and who chooses the eye shadow colour for me. sharon? oh never mind. i shall not say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. so ironic. that it takes courage to let go. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-116567211778523055?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116567211778523055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=116567211778523055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/116567211778523055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/116567211778523055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-116538821706669965</id><published>2006-12-05T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T22:56:57.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back to blogger. well. because of passwording. OH WELL. its just keeping our options open like jolene says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a skin but i can't seem to find a nice one.. hmm. sigh. i'll have to stick with this for a moment then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know. i don't care what happened. because its not my fault. i dont care if you read this. but acutually i do care. on second thought now. i realised you don't look a the whole issue yes my lj mentioned 'her' name but then its not that issue we were talking about please. it was about the dinner we had with sarah right? i mean you google it you would find my blog but hey i DID NOT write about that issue what the nonsense.i'm feeling angsty over this. and a bit of loss  because i'm so used to lj already. and i like lj. &gt;&lt; i was thinking of friendslocking it but what if i forget to. and further more friendslocking carrot, sarah, hilary , would need to get lj accounts. and my mum called me to tell me what she had seen and told me to password my blog. right. lj can't so i shall switch back to blogger. and password it. so i shall. to prevent any more trouble. if i did. i'm sorry. but i didn't do it intentionally. right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i feel so upset like its all my fault but i didn't write anything can! its okay cosi deleted all my lj posts. bye lj. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i shall look on the good side of stuff. i finally put pictures into my neeon2 and hilary sent me some songs! yay. thankyou hilary! right i need to go do stuff now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these just makes me want to see jolene sharon again even more. missing them a lot. and yea yinyun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you never saw my tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-116538821706669965?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/116538821706669965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=116538821706669965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/116538821706669965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/116538821706669965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-116245996933888711</id><published>2006-11-02T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T01:32:49.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thankyou</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i am sorry for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;209: love forever. with my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou to those who cared. i will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't want to let go because i am scared. oh i owe it to you so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-116245996933888711?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-115666010482422057</id><published>2006-08-26T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T23:28:25.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hello.  have abandoned this for long. and well. this blog is existing for links. the next post i think i should release my lj url.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. dance.nymd is &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the seniors sec4s 06, for my batch nymd mates, for nymd, for my new mummy, for jie, for my fellow elects, the people who love me, i will be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayou everyone for eoys and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulations of the new committee of nymd and council.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you did that very well. and i ran into your arms. that was pureply conincidental. i am sure of that. yet it shows fate brings us together for the busy throughout the year. everytime i had a problem fate would bring me to you. and there you would hold me. everytime without fail, you would heal the wounds. i can't thank you enough. and i thank heavens for bringing us together. i will miss you a lot. i'm really a lucky lucky girl. and i hope i walked with you too. for you mean so much to me. thankyou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-115666010482422057?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115666010482422057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=115666010482422057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/115666010482422057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/115666010482422057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello.html' title='hello.'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-115226336164840556</id><published>2006-07-07T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T02:09:21.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;oh well. time has passed so fast. its july. already. and i realised never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funfair was a day of fun.cause its simple yet fun. make me feel high. the running around. meeting jo,and going with them to the SAC. nad played balloons and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know. so many concerts. and esplanade. JIAYOU nymd! really. we can do the magic. mr raj was talking to us that day after tue audi run through. dun stop people jiayou! and on thurs ms yeo made us do in front of her and like far far away from mirror. and you know actually  could feel it. you coundl't very well see in the mirror people around you and had to feel them. and it was super nice feeling. the feeling of it. the way we do a step in unison. and feel the beat of the music. after dun stop with kindergarteners, the sec2s prac amazonic. and yea. for once in water ballet i felt the force so strong of all of us together. the feeling. great now i know how it feels. =)) and on tue. erm. yea raj said about me again and many others. come on do it! jiayou kay esp. sec1s05! &lt;3 so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss mrschan somehow. i was reading through her emails and it hit me how she has been tyring and what she had been trying to tell me all the while the underlying meaning. really. and yea the emotions came flooding. even though she didn't understand the rubbish i was talking about she still gave me her support and was the first to wish me. i mean she even remembered. i miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. for passer-by: oh i'm in nanyang modern dance! what dance do you do! =)&lt;br /&gt;jean ann: HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-115226336164840556?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/115226336164840556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=115226336164840556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/115226336164840556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/115226336164840556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2006/07/gah.html' title='gah.'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-114632135953687253</id><published>2006-04-29T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T07:42:20.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dance baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;cloth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;righty. thurs heats was errr.... ok the trackers were good! *clapclap* really honestly there were like WOW. even yunyi told m at her high jump side also.  mam didn't bless maria' arm enough but anyway i also didn't bless mam's butt enough! XD oh and aafter tt we went back to dance studio and went crazy dancing.... (; and later me and mam felt sad and we started jumping and suddenly just nice the musci was thank you for the music. so we cried yes. you know. sometimes it like the snrs are so close and yet we sa we're close but look at the snrs are we tt close? no. but we are getting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think dance is seriously very powerful. yes it has brought me and so many others so far. like my batch the crazy batch! &lt;3!  today's dance was ok. i need to prac. i watched e video again and you know. the an i see there is so diff. from what i see in e mirror now when i dance. the ann there was so messy all around e place.  ok fine enough. i shall work harder. and i love my jie. reminds me. sharon owes me letter. and lihong also. and livia! ok and ruth. and MAM. and LIL MAM. oh so many ppl. and THERESA. but i shall still write sharon sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY JIEs. yupps. thankyou sharon anyway. and jolene too.and hilary! and yunyi! &lt;3! thankyou!  huggs* its berber's b day soon too! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-114632135953687253?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/114632135953687253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=114632135953687253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/114632135953687253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/114632135953687253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2006/04/dance-baby.html' title='dance baby!'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-114595804550382259</id><published>2006-04-25T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T02:40:45.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;hello! fine i'm updating! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sci test was ok. my math totally screwed up. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo. burn the floor. its a bit of let down cause it was short. but it was very nice. i liked the purple and yellow colour-ed pairs.... and i met ms wong there! scary! (: oh i did sth so embarrassing. nvm. only jie knows. bleh. its not breaking sch rules or law or sth but oh....*red beetroot* well ppl do become sad you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently mrs chan told me sth. made me think who really are my friends the people around me.to treasure them. well. i didnt have much friends in pri school cause i wasnt those who talked a lot. but now its diff. with dance and everything... well. i would really like to thank some people. i should. you know to those out there, sometimes even if  don't really talk to you, i really still do care about you. like chit! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised dance is so perfect to me. no matter what, we're still one BIG family. unlike my class. i live sometimes in fear. as i was talking to hilary. those ppl in class are so diff from dance. ok now. for treasuring ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for hilary! for cheering me up this days ,and sometimes you're one of those who would understnad since we're both from mbs, for being such a buddy!!!&lt;br /&gt;for sharon! for being a nice big sister. and so helping me along so much. when there were times when no one seemed to understand, you helped me along e most!&lt;br /&gt;for yunyi! yay nice mam. always with maria!!!! the one who will always hear the first stuff when i needed someone to share. a uber nice person. thankyou mam!&lt;br /&gt;for xinkai! my lil mam. just so recently became my lil mam. for hearing me out most of e times. oh i love crapping during our own warm ups!&lt;br /&gt;for bernice! my nice berber. yay. always so cheerful and going along with our plans!&lt;br /&gt;for marianne! marianne, you know what i mean. thanks so much too!. for being a nice..... M******! XD&lt;br /&gt;for mrs chan! you know. even though you're not going to read this but you've been with me fo so long. and stil ever so supportive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! the rest.... trixie! kerri! chit! theresa! livia! shihui! and some juniors i'm not naming. but they know who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall update the links only after all the exams! two left! XD huggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-114595804550382259?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/114595804550382259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=114595804550382259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/114595804550382259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/114595804550382259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello_25.html' title='hello!'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-114456131964655667</id><published>2006-04-08T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T22:41:59.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im better. tests are coming. and SIAs darn them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mustnt let my jies down. mustnt let nymd down. i'll try my best k! my dear jnr's sad too. sigh. when will  this end. after esplanade will be SYF it'll never end. but the passion lives on.  i'm down for leadership training for sabbaticals. i couldn't believe my eyes at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kerri reminded me. i so miss hat full. right. the second night was a more vivid memory for me. e crying. and feeling the last of the last. the feeling will never be the same even for another production. cause it was my first. NYMD's first. nymd 2005, as ONE nymd, we goen through it. with blood,tears and joy. i shan't say anymore.... makes me think so much. emotions overload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so love mam ,lil mam and my three jies.  i'm afraid livia will move. to be honest. then like kerri,she'll be gone. physically. i love dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-114456131964655667?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/114456131964655667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=114456131964655667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/114456131964655667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/114456131964655667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-114372198360056973</id><published>2006-03-30T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T04:33:03.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when will it stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-114372198360056973?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/114372198360056973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=114372198360056973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/114372198360056973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/114372198360056973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2006/03/when-will-it-stop.html' title='when will it stop'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-114286263697845023</id><published>2006-03-20T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T05:50:36.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;hello. i feel so lvoed. think this bloggie gonna be neglected. oh well.  sigh. i really wanna prove mself. working towards it.. not only in dance. even in school life. think raj wants me to realised tt i can do it. even better, i should try and work harder. yes monster'sight. thanks sharon and jolene for calling me so frantically. lucky i called back and found out its you. i loo forard to seeing jolene. sad, will not be seeing regina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huggs to my jies. sigh wish me luck and yes thank you mam thankyou hilary. love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-114286263697845023?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/114286263697845023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=114286263697845023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/114286263697845023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/114286263697845023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh.html' title='oh'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-114197548911157184</id><published>2006-03-09T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T23:24:49.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>post LSC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;it's after LSC now. just waiting for my hair to dry to sleep. think it was overall ok. fun. but not as fun as last yr's and dance camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING race! thankyou 206,209! yay. telematch was cute! i dropped the rubber band for our class though. hee. leadership games was a bit like telematch. but i like the mud part. funny. then qianwen went missing. actually we tot she went toilet. but we found her under some staircase anyway!. haha. ooo. the DISC personality talk was quite enlightening! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today we broke camp by eating ice cream! ooolala. fun. yay. for drama we did ms koh. ms ong sabo-ed her anyway. so we changed sponge bob square pants to "ms koh". i like 212's one to be honest. the "hua" thing was funny. so is 208's cockroach thing. but i like nic(203)'s slipper story!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathing was fun actually. the second night i had to bath with bottles of water,no pail no scoop,so extra challenge! ((:  SANG patty a LOUd bday song thins morning. (too bad pat! XD ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think that's bout all. hope there's dnace soon. i love dance. we must jiayou for esplanade show and e 07' syf. we HAVe to. (: yay. let e spirit live on! hope e jnrs can feel it and go with us as ONE NYMD 06'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope monster's not dead. yay. she not i think. it's friday le. haha. i want jie's letter. but i havent replied her too! heehee. i shall reply and let her write back! wheeeeee. maria loves mam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously think jean is really cute like livia says! hope charis's ok at her basketball. when met her at camp she was uber happy. quekying was dying. dunno why! lihong,haze,minyi,wenqi... and ruth yea, they're all happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh one last thing! the sleeping under e stars rocked. at first i was scared. dunno why. then in e end sleep AMONG noises. heh. by LN's laughing. and connie's talking rubbish. me and ed feel asleep. and we slept till like five plus!!!! without waking up even once! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata for now. i love nymd. i feel like saying it over and over again. the movie on first night(bring it on) brought me back to dance admist camp... we rock. go for it! no matter what, we're still winners! &lt;333!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-114197548911157184?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/114197548911157184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=114197548911157184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/114197548911157184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/114197548911157184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2006/03/post-lsc.html' title='post LSC'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113988689785156437</id><published>2006-02-13T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T04:19:10.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;some people just won't listen but i think it's my fault too. mam said i'm too soft. maybe i am. i am soft with the music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;hope carribean blue will be success for us! and let's jiayou the sec twos! (: ahh. the formation, thankyou those wo helped me if not i would have died. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i love CARRIBEAN BLUE. nice! (: lotsa emotions. all men are liars. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Happy valentine's day. thankyou to those who gave stuff! me and yunyi went round this morning and met jessica ad patricia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i didn't demand a kiss from my jie i'm not that mad. hugg her. and mam too! (: oh for dajie, ahh. take care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;nat's sick today. get well soon! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;suddenly scared of sci test. and math of course. but then Cl not so actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;nevertheless, hugg to someone.( people who gave me e love all this while)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;lovee, [[annikins/]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113988689785156437?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113988689785156437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113988689785156437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113988689785156437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113988689785156437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2006/02/dance.html' title='dance'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113879646168781192</id><published>2006-02-01T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T04:32:23.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;why must the comp die in the middle of so many projects.&lt;br /&gt;why must the algebra be so diff&lt;br /&gt;why must there be test soon!&lt;br /&gt;why must my buddy leave soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smack back to reality after hat full of stars, the reality i didn't want to face. kerri's gonna be off soon. i'm getting quite worked up. WHY of all this time. i really miss hat full. i rather cry all over again. but i promised jie not to cry. i said i will try not to cry. and i will. perhaps maybe letting out will help. but it's not neccessary maybe. well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the sun sets it will be a better tommorrow. i hope it will reallt be better.&lt;br /&gt;hope and wish my jnrs will do well in audition. hope lihong does well. sylvia and jean ann too. livia and wenqi also. if any of them get in, oh let there not be favourtism. the sec ones 05' promised ourselves last year. NO favourtism and be nice to every junior. oh, hope we can do it too!. jiayou my dears from 108!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss e production all e stars dust scolding etc. but all good stuff will end. but i still have the memories. my dear snrs sec 4 05' jolene,regina,szekhee... this would be a diff year. fight for triple sci. struggle to prove. train more now that we're snrs, and again, will be separated again wit another  batch of lovely snrs. and jie too. ): but at least i have my 108 jnrs! my mortal. not that's i dun like 109. but i seriously closer to 108.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better be guai. let this year stop? time can't stop! ): ): better move on. no use complaining! dajie! i miss you! dajie, i want to hold your hand again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my dearest jie who's not going to read this but anyway, let's jiayou together! (: -hugg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[annikins]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113879646168781192?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113879646168781192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113879646168781192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113879646168781192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113879646168781192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113815340236899456</id><published>2006-01-24T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T17:43:22.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>star dust.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;all the blood sweat and tears we have gone through. we DID IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nanyang modern dance, we really do create dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it ended ona high note on both nights. but on the second night, some of us were already crying at the aisles b4 we even got back to the audi. the jnrs i would say. actually i saw wee wee crying then i hit me why. by the time we got back to audi everyone was hugging and in tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i miss regina,liuqian,jolene,elizabeth snr,limmian,szekhee and qingyi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a load of kisses for : mam,twins,kerri,hilary,sharon,jolene,regina,bernice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hugg to: vanessa,liuqian,fengkai,jessaica,xinnikins and the REST of NYMD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thankyou mr raj, ms yeo, the SWAT team. the chinese dancers (: oh and THE STAGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i really love everyone. miss being in the changing room and holding our breathes especially on second night for the mike thing in 'to love you more'. i miss dun stop and miracles. i felt like it was all gone when we formed the aisles on sat but the spirit is STILL there. rock on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;warm ups on both days were as if we were going to war. but it was really good. and i thank the chinese dancers for being with us all this while, hanzhi,sheena,huifang,rachel,yisheng.... even when we got scolded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the tears came from really deep in my heart. both of joy and an explainable sadness. i know i'm infectious for tears but really, i was touched. it was overwhelming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;all that is left is stardust. i want the memory forever. i can't bear read some people's post cause they make me want to cry. i will read them but not so soon. *promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;let the stardust live on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;with love and hugg, from a modern dancer. sec2 06' [ann]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113815340236899456?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113815340236899456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113815340236899456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113815340236899456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113815340236899456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2006/01/star-dust.html' title='star dust.'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113741945060869357</id><published>2006-01-16T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T05:50:50.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a h f o s</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;cried silent tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish with all my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us walk hand in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the MIRACLE come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a Hat Full of Stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanyang Modern DAnce; We Create DREAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113741945060869357?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113741945060869357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113741945060869357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113741945060869357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113741945060869357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2006/01/h-f-o-s.html' title='a h f o s'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113569157809142163</id><published>2005-12-27T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T07:16:00.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance camp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;well! hello. i'm blogging this late. cause i came back only yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance camp seriously rocked k. my mortal's bernice. angel's' jinfaye. i love them man. and i bullied me jie. my group seriously rocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS DIVAS. i miss mam. i miss xk. i miss twins. i miss kerri. i miss sharon. i miss jolene. i miss all the things we did together. i miss wee wee. i miss jie's doggie.I MISS NYMD. i miss verything everyone. nymd dance camp; knock it down 2005!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's reign( i think this is how to spell marianne?), big bums, cool chic, DIVAS and ecstasy. i'm a diva as you can see. at first i tot i would suffer at camp but my grp made it so fun. my grp's much better than i tot. especially pple who helped me on the way like meisiew, joanne and fengkaiand eli. well. my grp's like... i can't describe but they rock! yeah. DIVAs. haha. and joanne's such a good leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first night, slept wif weewee(beside her) and trix, then kerri, yunyi.jessica and patty. (in sleeping order). then second night. theresa joined us. the party was alright. i was sleepy throughout. and the movie was a bit.... ah i can't decribe. yea. i kidnapped sharon's baobei baby dog. but she refused to trade with my koala bear for the night. ): anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps. we got scolded and stuff. oh yes we did tap, Hiphop(ahem),musical theatre,belly dancing! how nice. the nice memory was of belly dancing when chit,jolene,estelle and me stood in a row and did the hip shaking part. they're nice to include me!. (my scarf for belly dancing was green) oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my experience in the bathroom (shower place)with my snrs was unforgettable. singing. and lots of fun stuff. especially the bodyguarding part. i was guarding joanne. and vanessa anf xueen and kerri and jess were there too. i shall not say anything about the incident! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. we got scolded by mr raj for the production on the second day. erm. 3jnrs were crying. but you know what. actually. it was part of the strippers(dun stop that crazy rhythm)fault. we did the stripping part at the wrong time. when mr raj came out to find us NOT practising miracles. sharon got scolded cause of us. as she was camp IC. ...... well. we were wrong. i was angry and upset that jess and xk and bernicekins were taking fault for us. i felt bad. i don;t know why that night. i cried too. but.... oh well. we did everything fomr the beginning till fearlessly feminine that night. and we did it. (we did it after the biggest scolding in our lives:to me!). well. but everything was cheered up after dinner's belly dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next morning theresa woke me up at eight cuase she wanted to go toilet. haha(: and the thing is we did the production again. ALL AS ONE. and oh my. i really felt it in don't stop and miracles. and in best things there was this kind of high feeling of bondage. (((: XD! i can't describe that but the md-ers konw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then award giving. i've gotta congratulate those who got awards! the sec ones too. eli,jac,xk! eileen,estelle,aileen. and sharon. yupps. our role models. dance camp truely rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i'm so short. i has to tiptoe to hug everyone properly when the camp ended. and wee wee was screaming for me to hurry up as i was taking too long.we rock!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha. then HK. i know. i didn't really enjoy it. erm. the best part was eggtart? the weather's nice and V cold when you strip to bathe. haha. i won't say much bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to school for dance thingy. oh my! the flying thing is cool.cute too. the recital part jolene, jiayou k! i gotta lovekerri for all this. MUAK* to kerrikins! . oh yes berniceknis. your angel's so proud of you! you're good dear!. *clap clap*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. kerrikins said i love sharon. b4 she went to dance studio.and..... the rest shall be kept confidential! and when sharon really came down, she refused to say it. oh man. baddie kerrikins. but never mind. she'll say it one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my jie. and have to thank her for everything. her support during the camp. all my grp members the DIVAs. kerrikins , bernicekins yunyinnie. wee wee trix,theresa meisiew joanne. and everyone not listed. oh yes marianne for caring(you know). i can't list all. but thanks everyone. regina (for doing the horrendoesly gorgeos makeup on me). sharon and all the snrs. the sec ones, the sec twos and sec threes and sec fours. thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NANYANG MODERN DANCE; WE CREATE DREAMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we really do create dreams. let the passion live on.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[modern dancer; ann]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113569157809142163?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113569157809142163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113569157809142163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113569157809142163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113569157809142163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/12/dance-camp.html' title='dance camp!'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113470598490008255</id><published>2005-12-15T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T20:06:24.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>me back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;oh well! i've been back since 13th night. only have time to blog now. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh korea was cold. freezing. especially the mt. sorak part. oh! it snowed you know! how cool. ah. skiing is FUN! but i was so scared at first! and after that, that night me and bro were crazy went snow-boarding after dinner, at a chilling temp of -8/9 degrees. we went with a pair of brother. tacius and tadius. i think this is how to spell their names!. the other brother is smaller in sized than the younger borther! aha! hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everland is fun!. lotte world has nothing nice. all we did was some bumper car thingy and it was time's up! cause of the massive traffic jam that made us late to lotte world! everland is a bit like disneyland, the things they sell and stuff but the design of lotte world is more like disneyland.... oh wellie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday dance. we got scolded again! oh...... nvm. we JUST HAVE TO LEARN! then had lunch with. twins,hilary,nic,jin faye.meisiew and jiayuan. ah. we decided on a coffeeshop cause.... ah. the rest knows! and theresa went "this is a kopitiam. this is a car shop. this is a small restuarant. ...." how funny! like hilary said like speaking to  someone from outer space. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. i watched wu chu cai hong yesterday. a bit. towards the ending. like. when i on the tv. it was some michelle and dawei thing.... then i saw yingying and jianyi dancing. then i tot wow! dancing. now i really have sth to watch. then not a moment later she fall down and sprain her leg. AHH. then the rest i don't need to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; but mam says she dun like yingying. but i also feel she's a bit self-centred after watching her for a while. whi is xiaoqian i dunno. don't ask me. but connie ong tells me that yingying will still win the competition. i can only watch the ending today also. so sad! i want to watch how she dance. whoch i think is the front part!!!! oh MAN!!!! )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wellie. sharon, marianne and all the other coucilors are coming back from camp today! (md-ers told me). haha. i shall go check sth out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone tell me which title i should chose for the commonwealth essay thing! oh dear. still have TONS of work undone!  i'm so dead. better be guai! ((: haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[let me survive dance camp!]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~dreaming the unreal~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113470598490008255?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113470598490008255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113470598490008255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113470598490008255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113470598490008255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/12/me-back.html' title='me back.'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113309575907200753</id><published>2005-11-27T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T04:49:19.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a goon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i'm feeling so much like a goon. i'm beginning to wonder. wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;since this year's PSLE results are out, a lot of pple are going to rg and it's making me feel very stranded like a biggie goon. have i ever did the correct choice. did i make the correct choice by chosing ny. i' beginning to wonder and think. did i make e correct choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; daphne's putting rg as first choice. actually not much surprise, GJ told me at open house her mum wanted rg and she wanted ny so of course must listen to the mum you see. it's ok. it's pple's choices, but it everything had made me feel like a goon. pple are saying you can qualify why chose ny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i don't want to say but mum wants me to try entrance test for rg you see. i don't know. even my mum says she should have put me into rg. i made the choice myself that day. the last day of result submission last year. i made my choice to go to ny. i parted with my bestie the marty pants who went to rg. it's her choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to think really hard. it's gonna be hard... i'll lose a lot of things if i go to rg. i may not get the stream i want to. i'll lose my dance. my dance mates. my dance snrs. i'll lose a lot of things. i'll lose them just to get into.... i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow all these made me ask myself again and again. i'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'd better go and practise and do some stretches. it'll take my mind off all these. i so look forward to dance tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my dance. but i'm true-ly confused. *sigh* let me think please. i want to have my own opinion. only my heart will know truely did i do the right thing for my happiness the next few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[ let me go]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~jie's lil' princess . mei ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113309575907200753?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113309575907200753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113309575907200753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113309575907200753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113309575907200753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-goon.html' title='i&apos;m a goon?'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113282230371907473</id><published>2005-11-24T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T00:51:43.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wahhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ahhh.... someone beat me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my oh my. yy's sis so clever so pro!!!!! ((: yay. make mbs in top in s'pore list!!!! ((: yay yay. mrs song must be over the moon!!!! ((: but they are so clever! yy say this boy got 273(raw score) then still CRY on corridor! crazy! cry! but yy say he see so many ppl above him then cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. daphne can come NY. please. don't change your mind and go ***! ((: come ny! i think she will. i heard from yy that her daphne's mum V happie. so that means she got V good. i dunno her exact score but it's good i heard! ahhh. why can't get through the line! must wait*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came home today instead of going with them. even yunyi tried to drag me along. i decided that... never mind.  i shall keep this to myself till i find someone i trust to tell her. helen saw wat happened but........ vanessa was a bit surprised to see me going back across the bridge... i think i'm getting too senstive. think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr open house. hope all goes well! *prays* i' scared! school tour!!!! )): scared scared! anyway, there's dacne after that to look forward to! ((: ah. nat will be there i think. sharon wun be there as she has duty all day she said. we're doing best things..... yupps! i dunno whether that'll be the only dance we're doing till 3! do WWW! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the miracle dance today rocked! ah. i love that dance! yay yay. i love that dance. ah. mr raj said we sec ones look like 20 sisters dancing, no personality and stuff. then he gave example "like ants.....can't distingush..." then the snrs were whispering then laughed. i didn't think mr raj got wat they were saying but i'm sure all the other MD pple know! how embarrassing! ann e ant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's alrighty. i'm used to that! ann e ant! it's NORMAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd better be guai anyway! do my theory HW and open house HW for tmr! i hope can call daphne!!!!! she got ...... *** yay. yay. yay. nic just told me! (((: uber happie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[feeling darn confused]]&lt;br /&gt;[[treated like a lil' dog]&lt;br /&gt;[spare me the pain]]&lt;br /&gt;[please, i beg you.]&lt;br /&gt;i miss you]]&lt;br /&gt;love ya]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ann . dancing in the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113282230371907473?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113282230371907473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113282230371907473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113282230371907473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113282230371907473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/11/wahhhhh.html' title='wahhhhh'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113232157007990166</id><published>2005-11-18T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T05:46:10.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the lame game...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;well here goes. for felicia and yunyi anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rules of the lame game&lt;br /&gt;1)post five random facts about yourself&lt;br /&gt;2)at the end of it put down the names of the five pple you want to tag.&lt;br /&gt;3)after that leave a tag on their tagboard to indicate that they've been tagged and to refer to your blog fof the rules of the lame game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five random/weird facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i'm crazy at the moment!&lt;br /&gt;2) i'm terribly missing shihui, mrs chan and sharon.&lt;br /&gt;3) i've just cut myself on thurs and hope i can dance on next mon!&lt;br /&gt;4) i've just finished practising the piano...&lt;br /&gt;5) i want to watch 舞出彩虹!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; here 's the list of people anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. jessica&lt;br /&gt;2. valerie&lt;br /&gt;3.zhenping&lt;br /&gt;4.jiatian&lt;br /&gt;5.kerriiii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had piano today! in the afternoon!. the weathere is horrible. passing clouds and my riandrop prelude was supposed to sound like today's weather but was somewat horrible. i wish i had longer fingers. my gymnopedies piece is still.... ARGH. my haydn is even worse! but cheers. i love the allegor from suite no.8! my grade four exam piece i didn't get to play! i'm tryinng to learn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cut myself anyway. shall not elaborate. just want to dance and hope i can dance. please. i took bus home wif felicia that day and she was telling me how we are going to die and dacne camo is worse. oh dear. i shall just hope i don't injure myself too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that's enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata. for now~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[ dreaming ]] i love dajie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~the princess!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113232157007990166?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113232157007990166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113232157007990166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113232157007990166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113232157007990166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/11/lame-game.html' title='the lame game...'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113213412295712885</id><published>2005-11-16T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T01:42:02.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mbs trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;*yay*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning went to MBS. oh boy! it was so fun! ((: to me. Justice song is ever so nice and funny. the malateo... NORMAL as usual. and she lost her stuff just the moment we went to say hello. how funny isn't it! and goujun said "我的干妈" when we mentioned malateo! i guess it's true to some extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs chan was V late. i should say 22 mins late. yupps. oh boy! she's ballooned but anyway it should be that way. but her figure is still there other than her tummy!didn't see xiaojie as she said she reach school at 12!??!?! but we went to the hall after visiting malateo and then we saw mrs chan and mdm lim there! aha. and mrs chan was sorta having like a "row" wif the technition i think... very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yar then do some stuff when therest left to 6J's classroom. then after a while yy came back alone then i got it out from her that the rest had been waiting for me at the classroom!??!?! sorry! then we just helped out a bit for the SEED exhibition thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to think how fondly justice song speaks of mrs chan... (: i think it ties to sth. *winks* royal *****.... ((: really! we couldn't talk much anyway. cause our conversation was V punctuated by the technition and mdm lim... ah. when i said "bye" she promised in HOLS(for her) MSN! ((: yupps. but i think it's not V possible. as i'll be like away once she starts having HER HOLS. yupps. so sad. her hols are in dec. and i'm away like so often in dec! ): only like have a week and more in s'pore for dec....  )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to rain le! anyways went for lunchy wif yy! ya then she told me go her house la. she said heartland mall!?!?!? yupps. i want to go! cause the niners' been talking bout heartland mall! ya. and she said her mum let also! ((: see MY mum let or not! i hope so *wish wish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. couldn't fins shihui mei so i asked pearlyn to give the stuff to her! saw yuanxin too! i lvoe my JNRS! (: especially da lik' dummys and previous student care mates! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ah. the OM is killing me. i hate HW aqnd thoery. especially Gr6! ): goujun was right. Gr6 is difficult! ): the theory i mean. the prac i like it so it's fine somehow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou for everything! love ya jie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah and yes. ime and my biggie mouth shouldn't have siad that SHE was having a girl. should have let them guess! so sorry mrs chan! *innocent* but at least i kept me mouth shut form sth! yay see! (: i'm so guai! but i *spank* myself for that! justice song said that it was a feb baby anyway! (: hope all goes well! *prays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiejie. love ya, i really hope the best for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. shall end! ((: i OWE kerri a letter ! * zoom*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love from, mei. ann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113213412295712885?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113213412295712885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113213412295712885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113213412295712885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113213412295712885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/11/mbs-trip.html' title='mbs trip!'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113205960788189180</id><published>2005-11-15T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T05:00:07.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mbs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;cheers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going back  MBS tommorrow! ((; yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the visit i'll look for shihui!. give her her b'day prezzie... early one! ((: or maybe not! but i'd better in case i miss her party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno why la.i'm supposed to be out but anyway... sth happened V obvious so i'm at home anyway. so i'm working on OM... so confusing de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i can finish xiaojie's letter by tmr and write shihui's too. if not i'm not giving her the prezzie la. maybe mrs chan's IF i can manage... i wake up at 8.30 then go at 9.45.... should be enough time la. i'm eating lunch wif YY tmr! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to see mrs chan... and the justice song anyway! ((: *scream* but some problems still exist so... i shall try and be strong. yay! HOPE lailaoshi will talk to us cause the last times we went back she err... V busy... hope bro get promoted to same class! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing ya. missing everyone! )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need ta sort my tots. all pri school tots and memories started coming back and last sun's(and sat!) memory at tution centre la. i dunno why. i feel so warm all of a sudden. oh man. i love mrs chan. and ms chan. mrs teo too! ((: i'll be good girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs yip! really nice of ya. really. miss ya, you're so funny! ((: I'LL BE A GOOD GIRL. yay. for everyone! ((: ya. sharon too. i'll be guai! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay. buhbye! i feel like crying. such heart warming tots... precious moments....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[memories of yesterday]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;` mei. the good girl~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113205960788189180?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113205960788189180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113205960788189180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113205960788189180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113205960788189180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/11/mbs.html' title='mbs!'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113195326023420729</id><published>2005-11-13T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T23:27:40.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>((:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. came back form dance... ((: i just like the new dance. anyways. i think i'm going to miss the last episode of the drama"lucky numbers" bleh! but i think gonna miss the nicest parts!!!! so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day stopped at the part where xuiying took off the bandage to check the wound and SO happens for the first time she sees her face is so badly disfigured(cause it's burnt)... then she sreamed like mad. ah. but i think the wanfa(ex-husband) will still accept her... wanfa wouldn't like leave her alone!!??!! yay. so they will reconcil! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aren't i crazy about the show? but too bad. it SO happens that it has sharon au inside so i got into watching it! (: but i think err. err. err. jacelyn's shows are nicer somehow? but i shall not critiseze anything.... ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. i finally found the cd case sharon was talking about. the sound track for "shava shava"  i found out! (: ah. and kerri says it was THERE since last week. ah. maybe cause mr raj was there last week so i didn't search that area properly... ha. let me see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ah.can't see pictures here! so sad. nvm. ah i think... no. i can't wait to watch the last episode... lalallaa. can't stay TOO long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss shihui mei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss sharon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss mrs chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss chen lao shi(mbs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss chenlaoshi(nygh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss ms lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BOOHOO* i miss a lot of people but anyway. it can't be helped. ): shall think of nicer stuff. (: ah. the song for 孩有明天 is very touching. i know the drama was like two years ago but i just found the song la. i mean for the first one. the second one i have the song. ah. the 守着你 is very nice. it was for both the first and second but 好天气 is nice! for the first one! ((: yay. i'm listening to it NOW! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay kay. gtg off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ the unborn princess. ann . mei.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113195326023420729?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113195326023420729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113195326023420729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113195326023420729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113195326023420729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_13.html' title='((:'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113162954346216083</id><published>2005-11-10T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T05:32:23.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance!(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i LOVE the new dance. i love it! ((: though i'm not good at it. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*clap clap* i love the new dance. yupps. i LOVE it. someone kick me. i'm crazy bout it. haha. i can't wait for mon. but i don't want sat to come. i'll be a biggie animal. i don't want please! )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly i'm scared la. really. i don't want to face the people. but its good right? to face the world and stuff. i'm scared. call me scardey cat of wat. i'm scared, embarrassed and watever you say. please! )): *cry*. i will only do it once. now. for once. i'm scared. i'm anxious i'm stupid? *SCREAM* oh me. please! )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the pay has increased by $10 though... tht's a small confort. (: but i'm scared. someone KILL me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss ya. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ashiteru'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[ the unborn princess]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~dreaming between my stars and moons~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113162954346216083?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113162954346216083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113162954346216083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113162954346216083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113162954346216083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/11/dance.html' title='dance!(:'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113152447693294413</id><published>2005-11-09T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T00:21:16.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>choral nite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;heyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. i'm back after choral night! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers* so nice la. el one i was like clamed down le but then my legs were still JELLY on stage? i enjoyed the CL one better. cause the audience laughed more la. el one the adudience laugh only when the motehrs faint? so funny meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. the CL one i tied my hair in toilet can't get it rite then when i go LT and tie the can! (: i dunno la. maybe i suddenly心急! (: how funny. i was fretting to connie. then enter backstage connie was coughing like siao. suddenly one. then the tchr heard then keep asking her then connie keep saying"huh". funny! then the tchr say don't cough on stage! how funny. la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to watch then ok la. i like star wars cinderella and the Cl one felicia put up. metal lvoe was ok la. the 201 cl was ok la. i dunno.the rest was nicer! hmm. 112's ones were V good. ((: heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with yinyun. ha fun! (: nothing much.we ate delifrance and ah we met ms chua.funny man. then brought yy to the centre. (: met aunty amy and ms chua again! ((: haha. so funny. aunty amy played a joke on yy la. say wat newsletter $20. yy was bit shocked la. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay le gtg  now. do my stuff! ((: must be V guai. (: ah. missing sharon! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~da unborn princess~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113152447693294413?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113152447693294413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113152447693294413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113152447693294413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113152447693294413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/11/choral-nite.html' title='choral nite'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113119878629966026</id><published>2005-11-05T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T05:53:06.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;&lt;!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sec thress are mostly gone? and it's 9.38 pm now. and it's err... 18 mins since sharon flew and took off to new zealand( i think so) yupps. so sad. ahh i haven't wrote sharon's letter too la. regina's too. anyways. me baddie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah* i don't know. mr raj didn't come today at dance. ha! we got it all wrong actually. we're NOT supposed to have dance on sat. ): actually the pres dismissed us at 10.30 but err. we ended up having a talk and ended the usual time? (: haha. quite nicey. we recaped all the dances. lemon crush and WWW!!! ((: ha the pres asked wat dance we want to do (we were actaully being todl to open up! ) then i said WWW aha! and MAM poked me! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the snrs were doing their old dances. i like them. it's nice watching too. i like tonight especially. so nice and cool! (: aha then halfway we were called by sharon to talk...  we endede up cramping to gether. it's quite ncie actually(don't bash me) cause like we FEEL for each other like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halfway thru the tolf xueen and yunning joined us. how funny! aha. but it's nice talking though. heehee* and after that sharon was so darn funny. she asked wat else we want to say then baddie ma asked mam whether we supposed to say" i love you?" HAHA. anyways. the pres really V funny la. after everyone stand up she ask "who want to hug me? i'm going off this evening!" sounded like she wanted us to do it!??! but we zi4 yuan4 anyway. (: hugged her and told her to enjoy la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff sniff* it's gonna two weeks? so sad. hope i don't miss her too much. during this period of after EOYS i've grown closer to sharon... cause of some reasons? anyways. it always means i have no one to kiss for 2 weeks( connie you know wat i mean). haha! ((: *sigh*. hope you'll enjoy yourself sharon! and the other snrs too! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ the lil' unborn princess~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113119878629966026?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113119878629966026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113119878629966026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113119878629966026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113119878629966026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='&gt;&lt;!!!'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113107259183861413</id><published>2005-11-03T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T18:49:51.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new skin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ahh.... i changed skin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't find what's the prob with the words... can't appear on the front page and in profile... ): it's like that when i previewed it too. anyways... i kinda like this.  but i think i wanna change skin again.... this is not so nice... ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.... i must be innocent... ((: today have fund raising... ((: choral nite i suddenly become scared... never mind. ): ahh... listening to a child's hope the song.  i found it.... ((: hee but i like the "love me love me not" song also..... ((: hee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love dance. can't wait.... gtg bye!!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inocent eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ann. mei. unborn princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113107259183861413?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113107259183861413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113107259183861413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113107259183861413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113107259183861413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/11/new-skin.html' title='new skin...'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113057642334249574</id><published>2005-10-29T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T02:00:23.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>evil**</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;oh man. i'm SO V de evil weevil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to sabo someone. ((: lalalala. comeone huess who... ((: *teeheehee* my mna. i'm so excited. but i must be so V de patient. ((: lalalalala. hee finally someone's promise must be kept. and can come true.... ((: yayee i CAN'T WAIT isn't this excited. okay... *grins* i'm getting too hyper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just heard from kerri mr raj didn't come today again. but i need someone to brief me on behalf of ms yeo and i dun think nic can cause she went for theory exam too today.... (: anyone drop me a email? please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of theory exam. i just don't like this exam. the SATB score was horribly bad. the original bar lines they gave us was SO estremely horribly not aligned properly and can't draw notes properly on it without getting minus marks so i decided to draw my own barlines to avoid the alignment problem. and i jolly well know that alignment will cause me a bomb on my marks... so i rather rick it... )): *pray i do well*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; the rest of the paper was ok but some funny thing. i dunno the italian terms and i dunno why every time i take the paper ah will so "lucky" i dunno the term. and i'm not checking it up. i want to play the piano than do theory le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY CHOPIN. ha. the raindrop prelude haven't been able to practise it properly. i'm so jealous. and this shows ihow lousy i am in music. my classmates sight readed my performance piece and the haydn piece and oh boy she played better than me. ah. the performance piece is called Gymnopedies by Erik Satie. i've seen the score thrice and played it twice（i was banned from the paino due to bro's exam) and she sight readed it?!?!? oh my....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so zi4 bei1 for that. ahh... i must practise hard. ah and dance too. thurs was cancelled. today's(sat) was missed due to exam. ah my irritating bro in exam hall so irritating. was whispering some stuff like "faster la" cause i did  slowly and only finished like after 1.5 hours... SO SLOW right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalal. i'm going out with ruimin, yinyun and i want to visit MBS hopefully i can. please let me be able to. ha. i talked to mrs chan and oh my she hasn't changed V much from the voice i hear... ((: shall not elaborate further if not some things will get around. ((: anyways she said let them find out... ((: hahahaha. goddie. i miss TYY. ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps. shihui too. i know mei. i MISS YOU TOO kay. love you. really. i'll see when we can go out kay? hmm. i hope to be able to go out with YUANXIN, yingxing and lixin too. ha but i'm really closer to yuan xin honestly. so sorry. shihui mei, dun get jealous. ((: you're fellow twin wif yuanxin rmbr?? ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha. gtg now. dicusssing travel plans.... ((: wif my mum. lalala. byee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[ann/*]] . da unborn priness . mei . jie . ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and my percentage in case anyone was wondering was a repeat of two numbers one after the other. those who know please *Shut up* ((:  can? its i nicey number. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113057642334249574?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113057642334249574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113057642334249574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113057642334249574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113057642334249574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/10/evil.html' title='evil**'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-113024774515183528</id><published>2005-10-25T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T06:42:25.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dajie!?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;today's west coast park was V fun!!! ((: lalala. potato rocks doesn't it? ((: haha. dunno wat to elaborate la. but i called mrs chan while walking to macs with edwyna and ended catching her when she was driving!?!?! ah. so sorry. but yayee. going to see her soon. ((: cheers* does the * hula dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. oh ya. we went to see the fish and ended up going back early cause ms qianwen wants to get her icey pop. yar.  i like this kind of outing. ((: aha. the pyramid brings back memories. ((: chidhood memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wishes for dajie to be safe. have a healthy mind. body, and soul at this moment of time. and enjoy this family day. please let her be happy. really. she needs it. heavens please let her be safe*  i shall let nature take its path but really spend nights praying. i miss her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* please let the angels form heaven guard the both of us*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the girl; unborn princess; the mei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-113024774515183528?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113024774515183528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=113024774515183528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113024774515183528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/113024774515183528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/10/dajie.html' title='dajie!?!?!?!'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112981867014421497</id><published>2005-10-20T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T07:31:10.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i couldn't believe my ears when someone told me. so i checked my mail and REALLY IT"S TRUE!!! i really. dunno. i tot i screwed it up... lalalal. real happie. for the others too! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's dance... nice but i came late and ended up not getting the front part. anyways i shall practise at home. i can't go for dance either now on sat that i have training. so does kerri, patty, and mabel i think. )): and the NEW dance is damn difficult. ya. and was so diff to catch up!!! ahh. but nicey la.. but is still like ballet better. sharon was the only one who could keep up with the SO FAST music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today! the cheers thingy. lalla. our cheer was so farni i shall tell you the starting and ending.&lt;br /&gt; 1 audi,&lt;br /&gt;2 LTs,&lt;br /&gt;3 floored library,&lt;br /&gt;4 storeys!!! ((: nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the end.&lt;br /&gt;4 walues,&lt;br /&gt;3 colours,&lt;br /&gt;2 many talents,&lt;br /&gt;1 family!!!&lt;br /&gt;((: hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the mission possible. IT"S NICE wohhoo. ha and we shouted in the quadrangle to find the other half of 109 then we also got a mission possible on top of getting screamed for shouting so loud. but we ran away to the other HALF(((; nice!  ya. and after that we cheered th titanic and the "oo ah" and then we did peanut song. how funny and OUR side ended with "yes we're coming" when the other side said "yes we would smell if you're coming" then qianwen was laughing like siao!!! ((: cool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalla. still overly happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i DUN LIKE SPEECH T KAY? ESPECAILLY CL LA.  u just dun have inspiration to act so well lor. as a mother??? *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for the captian's ball tournament. aiya i dunno wat to say. we could HVAE PLAYED AND AT LEAST got an award but just becaseu of a referee who's so unnice and a cheating class we didn't win. yupps. ya. the ball was ONLY HALFWAY IN MID AIR when the whiltle was blown by right we should have tied. and then the referee said it was 2-1 how pissed and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least we 109 -ers have a non- guilty consience.!! ((: mind you.  *roar*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i hope NO body pain pain tmr. casue mr raj says will have whole body including neck!!! )): ah.it's a nice and challenging dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay bye! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`da unborn princess ; mei; ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112981867014421497?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112981867014421497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112981867014421497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112981867014421497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112981867014421497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/10/lalala.html' title='lalala.'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112964282720401200</id><published>2005-10-18T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T06:40:27.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>results?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;dun ask me results they're utterly. if anyone objects especially connie ong i gonna bang your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways my math ok la. 38 both papers. NOT AS HIGH AS I WANTED but anyways still A1 wat. so ok la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el... HORRIBLE I SHOULD EVER SAY. ya. V terrible.  i'm so sad for myself. anyways. ya V sad. i did so ever badly. empress did so good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog i got today! it was alright! yay for once but NOT V good la. mum also say "horrible. bad ah" cause no A1 when i calculated for the final mark.... it came out to be 71.5. ai.. all cause of the bad CA1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history also today! ((: not V good (i know pple are going to KILL me for this) but anyways not as good as i wanted also but ok la. i missed the total A1 but like 0.8??? ahhh. but ok results la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr sci.... *shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday pri school promotional talk!!! ((;how nice i met daphne! (; the one nic dun like... hmm. ms chi and mrs ho(the music tchr) went back with us. and i was like dunno how to address mrs ho? i only knew she was music tchr like chiling said. but the whoel presentation mrs ho did it!!! not ms chi!?!?!? how funny. and mrs song went "mrs ho, ms chi" as a form of greeting and nic said mrs song' trying to make friends!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. ooo. how malasong became SOOO happy to see us. oh man i miss her!?!?and mrs ho and ms cho were so shocked to know she was our FT last time... and WE 3 from same class... how nicey! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya and in car rite? we over heard a lot of stuff.... ms chi was like ah i dunno how to say la. and they hit each other openly in front of us!!?!?! nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now PSGL interview. it was fine i SHALL NOT elaorate on interview. but i heard food as"friuts" how funny. ((: hurhur. but the nicey teacher told me NOT TO CRY when i told her my situation and i wasn't eanting to cry. ahhh. maybe cause i was wet all over and trying to keep still cause my heart was beating V fast. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyeee. shall end for now la. i miss shihui all of a sudden. my bro's not going to sch tmr. so good rite? ha. ((: yes  I MISS MRS CHAN TOO! (forgive me for that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da missing unborn princess~mei~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112964282720401200?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112964282720401200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112964282720401200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112964282720401200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112964282720401200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/10/results.html' title='results?!?!'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112935784213146325</id><published>2005-10-14T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T23:30:42.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tribute.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; TRIBUTE TO MS AGNES LEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms lee's last day in school was yesterday. how saddening. she didn't tell us earlier. cause she said later affect your exams. like 10 you too happie she's going that you nvr study for exams or 2) you so sad till you cry and never concentrate on exam. how nice of her to think of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it came like a biggie blow. she's so nice. and how she managed to be so chirpy till the end. but she looked darn sad when annabelle said so sadly we're going to miss you but she said i want to remember 109 as a happy class. you all make me happy and touched.... so we tried to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she finally remembered to take pictures with us. we took 4 "together" fotos. and many of us were chasing her for foto. ((: how nice we bully her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she's really nice.  we regret not showing her more respect and love. she never ever gets angry as us. even when she's angry she said i'm angry with the bee. not with us! so nice of her. and when she tried to be angry she laughed the next minute. so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you have a wonderful class in another school and have a nicey future and look for your mr right. then we'll go to your wedding and sing happy birthday to you! ((: how nice. and we'll watch your movie 10 times dun worry. we'll miss the fun moments all of us had together. we love you! ((: we'll miss your movies and jokes! and stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'LL MISS YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; righty. so boring after EOYS. now i'm going to do my promotional talk thingy. i can't wait to see mrs song on mon!!!! *cheers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; da lil' girl~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112935784213146325?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112935784213146325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112935784213146325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112935784213146325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112935784213146325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/10/tribute.html' title='tribute.'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112921501025742488</id><published>2005-10-13T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T07:50:10.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>inline skating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; i can finally skate a bit. not a lot  can't balance properly. but skating rocks. ms ong came today too. then then some snrs went to yell hello ms ong and made all of us embarrassed. then ms ong almost wanted to run away. die hard fans those pple. funnilly a lot of NY pple there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to thank ziyan,zp,chiling,luo ning,suyun.yinghong,peisan,caitong,yijiao,unstable yunjia,audrey,ms ong and all the others for helping me when i skate. especially when i fall. ha. i let go when i fall so dun let the other person fall down ma. cause we all hold hands. i fell my butt only hurt once? but i thinik tmr all after effects will come. i can skate i think but must keep moving but till the end my legs so jelly and pain le so cant ccontinue too much and end up HELPING zp fall. (i was holding ZP most of the time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yinghong ah. talkkire of your leg! woah. LN can skate V fast. she's so good peisan too. just learn can le. me still struggling. anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss dajie even more. sadness* boohoohoo. i dunno why. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my letters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love dajie a lot takkire dajie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lil' girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112921501025742488?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112921501025742488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112921501025742488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112921501025742488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112921501025742488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/10/inline-skating.html' title='inline skating'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112903882154035261</id><published>2005-10-11T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T06:53:41.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;why must it be me. i must be blamed for everything.&lt;br /&gt;i must remeber his dates&lt;br /&gt;i don't like this.&lt;br /&gt;i get yelled at for not doing HIS stuff.&lt;br /&gt;yes i know you are SO very anxious for his exam. fine i'll help you. his my bro anyway.&lt;br /&gt;but excuse me. he screams at me. must not agonise him. he's going mad. tell that to your dauther first please.&lt;br /&gt;he can yell at me. i must swallow. why on earth must it be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloggie. listen to me. swallow all my troubles. i hate them. i wanna relax and release my stress please! i've finished my EXAM  hear me. pllease. bloggie eat my troubles. i know. please do. i don't want pple to worry when they see this as its only after eoys. so fi anyone sees this please forget bout this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun understand maybe oneday i'm going to ask dajie when i see her. let me go. free me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe this is heaven's will. i'm sufferring first but the good news come later. i'm happy that i got in and thanks mam for telling me. that i know. it's good to be in the list. ((: and i'm also oing back to MBS for promotion i think i mentioned that earlier. oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss dajie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free me form my troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOGGIE. EAT THE TROUBLES FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things still wun change. my poor pillow's gonna be very wet tonight when i ponder over stuff./&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight. i think i'll let nature take it's course i'm NOT stopping anything. yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep in tot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and congrats to those who were shortlisted too. like elise,zp,KERRi and all the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112903882154035261?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112903882154035261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112903882154035261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112903882154035261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112903882154035261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/10/shit.html' title='shit.'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112761816278351702</id><published>2005-09-24T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T20:16:02.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>)):</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;EOYs coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid IT not done. how badd of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mugging. history? science is horribly un- touched.  math ahh. i can't remember what i learnt like HCF and LCM. irrational numbers? gong me. geog plate tectonics  anf population sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA suspended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dying badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this bloggie won't be touched till after EOYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still owe connie character analysis. yunyi,xinkai letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna visit mrs chan after EOYS. please???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broken dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112761816278351702?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112761816278351702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112761816278351702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112761816278351702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112761816278351702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post_24.html' title=')):'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112686329583736429</id><published>2005-09-16T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T02:34:55.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; she broke my heart seriously. she really gotta think about what she says. she seems to think she's the only person in this world.  she didn't think of what she said. her words pierced my heart. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished my letter to mrs chan. and after talking to jo(nymd) i realised that maybe the snrs aren't asking for some particular respect after all. just be nice to them like they're normal snrs. and show MORE feeling for them. i guess our dear snrs don't feel it as we don't interact a lot with them and some like me are really shy and don't dare to approach them. there's a certian level of scared. but jo said TRY and i'm happy i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm seriously addicted to romance de amour. SO IS CONNIE!!! nvm. connie's more carzy bout it then me. she's been waiting for two years for the repeat!. ahhh. nat's perofrming tonight so is zp and empress yinghong. but nat really dance well kays. look out for her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mam's sad. cheer up! your nerdies i know. owe you rite! and your long letter. chhheeeerrrss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to GRAND MAM and MAM for tagging this times. and famous chitin which is on every bacteria cell wall(did i get my facts rite?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised regina's VERY nice! for the first time! ahhh. i mean the regina from nymd. the pres nymd 2005. jolene's VERY nice too! whheeee* ahhhhaaaahaaa. kay. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`aNn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112686329583736429?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112686329583736429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112686329583736429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112686329583736429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112686329583736429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112643930967107116</id><published>2005-09-11T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T04:48:29.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;actually nothing much... except.... ahhh helloeey mam and grand mam!!!! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh. i was late for dance on sat din noe it was 8!!! anyway. we had sharing session.  and grand mam called it. sharon's sharing session. ((: ahhh... some biggie problem bout respect...  after thta, me twins,hilary.yunyi and jelli went to have SERIOUS reflection session at the swings. i could have swore the snrs tot we were mad as we were swinging and yelling and singging at the top of our voices. i don't mind sharing my views here as very little snrs red my blog. and i'm gonna get hated for saying all these stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ONE reason why we didn't really talk to the sec three snrs and sec twos is that we saw that there were cliques and as new- comers, we didn't want to mess up the different groups we saw. and we also feared that if we try to blend into the different cliques, the snrs would think that we are acting mature and trying to act smart. so we kept a bit to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells. and jelli was yelling whhee whheee had a liposuction and etc. we changed the tune mary had a little lamb lots of times to fit yunyi jelli and whee whheee. how funny. and i was in the middle!!! hahas. then after singing everyone would pretned to cry and it was so funnyyy!!!!. ha! then me and yunyi went home. then dunno what happened....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to school tmr! yuppies. bye!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and SNRS!!! we RESPECT YOU!!!! we aren't so bad. *beams* but i'm shy and a scaredy cat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuppsss. and dajie. thanks for the letter. gonna reply soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`aNn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112643930967107116?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112643930967107116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112643930967107116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112643930967107116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112643930967107116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/09/bleh.html' title='bleh!!!!'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112599698084601704</id><published>2005-09-06T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T01:56:20.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;after school. was in school from 8am to3pm. so long rite? bleh. had math classs. we were all so busy solving algebra probelms and equations that like one hour and forty five mins. passed so quickly. and we didn't have break. so ms lee let us off early for the hmp pple to rest b4 the hmp master class. i heard caitong and yijiao were there too but was in library with sijia while waiting for LN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms lee after class she went absolute mad. she said hols. now no need wake so early after tues. wahhh. shiohk. that's what she said. the ones that heard were shocked. and she told us how she watch TV on sun to make up for loss time(as she claimed). we were so jealous. me and the CO girls went"ms lee! we woke up at 5 you know on sun for cip!!!!"ha! then she keep repeating don't slack for hols in class then after class she told us can rest now? so funny. hahas. (: her face became ALL RED. worse than when ms ow blushes! ahhhh. so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went kap for lunch or rather BUY lunch cause we ran outta time. so LN met with an incident in the bus. bleh embarrassing one. then we met and peisan back in school to do sci SIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really very interesting day! but the da vince code's nice. say i'm slow or what. i'm reading the book for the first time. bleh.  and guess what. 101 had math lesson at the same time today as us also! heehee. so met the twins,yiran,caroline, and  yihong. hee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dajie! i'm still wating for your letter! ahhhh. please hurry!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`aNn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112599698084601704?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112599698084601704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112599698084601704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112599698084601704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112599698084601704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/09/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112580587642543685</id><published>2005-09-03T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T20:51:16.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;whhheeeeeee* CIP was fun! ok. its much better than pri school cip? whhheeee* we did it with the CO sec ones.... meet caitong,yijiao,laiweng,zd,elise,chewy and luoning.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. md was spilt into two parts. one group had ten. the other had seven. the one which has tne were guarding some area and prevent ppple from entering or playing there. the rest of the seven went to do road marshalling. not really road. but still we were holding our red and green "big lollipops" and directing pple. jac,yihong and caroline went off to somewhere b4 the walk and came back late cause the walk started early. and yunyi and yiran heard the loud blast of the horn and hurriedly went back to direct. hehs. i partnered yunyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. but we separated in the beginning as the three were not back so yunyi took over jac and yihong's place. as for caroline, yiran was there. wheeee* the kids are very funny. and some pple praised me and yunyi. and yunyi said she saw one woman mimicking us. how bad! and the kids walked past calling us funny names  like this boy couldn't stop saying "hello president!" so farni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehs. and we were directing a whole lot of pple and this two boys went to the road they were not supposed to go(that's what me and yunyi were guarding) and lucky yunyi saw them ontime if not i dunno where they walked to already. and we also blocked some kids.... they wanted to walk onto the wrong path too. haha. so we only stood there for less than half hour? then we saw mrs Ee. we asked if we could go and she said yes! so we walked to mraina promenade!!!! whhheeee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally found nic and the others after a long while. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. dance on sat. nicey. we surprised mr raj. hahas. we all hid. and off ALL the lights and pretended NO CCA. it was our new president's idea. so cut cake, then we played games. very nice! whacko!!!!and after that  POOR CHITIN got into a dare. so she pole danced!. oh wells. after that helen and felicia also got dared. to chicken dance. heehee. the most funny and nice part of the day was we had to take sexy pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was with nic, hilary and estelle.  so nice. we tried to pose. yupps but didn't get it. felicia,joanne and yunyi's group got the so-called finals. and they posed in front of everyone... ehhh... really VERY SEXY oh man. so funnyyyy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. dance on fri.  the dance during curriculum time... i think every knows the story .陈老师 was asking pple to kiss her.hahas. NINERS please ah. don't go spreading the news. but i think lao shi's nice. not as bad as we think. i think she's really very experienced. and we got to see the soft side of her. we did not 踢腿 properly and she was telling us our mistake. i tot she was going to balst of any moment. then she suddenly became quiet and said "不是你们的错，是老师没教好你们." ah. and she looked like going to cry any moment and she tot us all over again. but i know how to do anyway... we did it at md b4. wells.  about the incident that happened rite. i think and i could feel she really wanted someone to do it for her. and nat wasn't in school. if not she would have chosen nat! i just granted her her wish. that's the least i can do b4 she goes off to beijing and not be back till jan next year. bleh. so sad. LAO SHI! 谢谢你!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broken dreams- dajie. i'm waiting for your letter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ann~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112580587642543685?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112580587642543685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112580587642543685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112580587642543685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112580587642543685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/09/cip.html' title='cip.'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112546962267871695</id><published>2005-08-30T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T23:27:02.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tchrs' day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;hellos. shall talk bout school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and nat were leading for nanzongquan and was so funny cuase i was blur all the while. did bomchacha after that. then quite a normal class party then change for performance!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the performance was great . didn't sing off tune but was bit fast so kena sqeezed by qianwen and chiling. was smiling all the while though my legs were jelly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went back to mbs. went with kris,cherie,goujun,ros,nic. met. mrs teo kh. mrs faith teo. malasong.赖老师. mrs chan. yea then went to visit malasong's classroom. guess what! it was in chaos! hahas. and they've got a NEW ncikname for mrs song. its *drum roll* yellow banana! so funny and her boys publicised it all the way from 4th floor to ground floor by singing SO loudly. hmm. and mrs chan hid her secret very well! no one noticed! ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off now! to do math HW and complete letters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`xiao mei. aka. aNn aka. annie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112546962267871695?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112546962267871695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112546962267871695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112546962267871695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112546962267871695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/08/tchrs-day.html' title='tchrs&apos; day.'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112540604614568711</id><published>2005-08-30T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T05:47:26.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>specs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ok. it sucks. i'm wearing specs for a long time now. i 'm gonna hate. it. gonna be laughed it. jusr because of a small bacteria. how UNFAIR. it sucks. i want it clear. and its like on the day on going back to MBS too. why???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it why. i'm crying inside no one can feel. i hate the feeling. its all coming back to me. i hate it k? please. and i have performance somemore. no one understands. even my family members are yelling at me. WHY. must i be punished at such a moment. SICK AND WEARING SPECS. why? someone tell. me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`the tearful one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112540604614568711?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112540604614568711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112540604614568711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112540604614568711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112540604614568711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/08/specs.html' title='specs.'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112520344266993305</id><published>2005-08-27T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T21:30:42.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i'm sick for the first time in a year. *claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fever,dreadfully bad blocked nose,flu ehh... osre throat? so tired wanna sleep! but hafta go tuition. bleh and finish up MY ART. i just don't like art!!!! BOO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. met mrs faith teo yesterday. oh man. i miss her and mrs chan badly. they're SOOO nice! hmm... mrs teo is still as cute as ever even after her first bundle of joy and YES, she is very forgetful... tralalala. mrs teo is OLD!!! *heh heh* hmm. its nice recounting all the memories.... shall update tomorrow bout stuff.... BOO* bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*zoom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112520344266993305?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112520344266993305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112520344266993305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112520344266993305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112520344266993305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/08/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112487450005814278</id><published>2005-08-24T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T02:08:20.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fast*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;gave three pple letters. owe two pple letters. study for el and history test. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quarreled with someone. then prob was solved. &lt;br /&gt;i wanna dance but lunch practices spare me only FEW mins at dance studios. no choice! we still hafta practice! ah!! oh wells. i hope we are loud enough. and fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kays gtg bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`aNn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112487450005814278?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112487450005814278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112487450005814278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112487450005814278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112487450005814278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/08/fast.html' title='fast*'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112363888833406666</id><published>2005-08-09T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T18:54:48.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heex</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;wells. i'm going mad. tests are flooding!!! ahhh.... then now now got the cl huo dong thingy. make me mad ah! no tea sampling!!! so now i have 7!!! ahhhh.... oh dear me. how!&gt;!?!! wails* shoots then shall ask my friends and cheat a bit.... boo*  goonnnaaa die. science test goeg and history!!! ahhhhh....*boohoohoo* double *bish.* wells. stilll got math reflection. how!!! boohoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. off to do them now. coming back only to the comp to do math reflection in the afternoon or nite!!! ahhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112363888833406666?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112363888833406666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112363888833406666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112363888833406666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112363888833406666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/08/heex.html' title='heex'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112323189727262786</id><published>2005-08-05T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T01:51:37.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;finally i'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok i shall talk about arahe congress first. i must congratulate the NYMD performers. u all did a fantastically good job. wonderful one. in case anyone don't know, one of the commitee members of the congress said that u all were VERY GOOD and woke everyone up with such an energetic dance... well done!!! yes and to mr raj too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now about the promoting part. was very very tiring. was on my feet for thyw whole day!!! practically hours. even lunch cause our table was terribly messy. well. worked with asian home gourmet and promoted their spic pastes... quite good business i would say for us. even though it may not be as fantastic as you think.me and chiling did the sellling of spices most of the time while annabelle,caitong,laiweng and yunjia did the mooncake promoting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was running between two the two stalls... was very fun!! such a good experience. and actually it was the SMILE that brought us an extra mile in promoting and selling. many of the delegates couldn't really understand what we were talking about but we kept smiling and repeating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i particularly like one japanese lady. she's so cute. really waited for me for fifteen mins while i looked for mrs lee and ms wong. when i finally found mrs lee she was so relieved. you know she actually asked to come to our school,she did with other professors today.she's so nice... ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. ms wong was particularly funny. dunno why she changed... oh ya for the speech. she changed to a suit halfway and hid in somewhere and we couldn't find her. when we finally found her she was inspecting our stall. and started talking to us about coats... then one girl from another school almost took a pict. of her but she covered her face on time. then she said must ask her then she smile properly. the girl said "please ms wong" and well ms wong posed and smiled... wells. nothing to say. you know ms wong is very funny and amusing at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. now about dance on thurs. audition as usual. he made up another exercise on jazz stands... well. im bad at that one. well. was made to re do. it was fun anyway. i like the exercises btu some are hard for me... argh. i shall try harder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope to be going back to mbs soon. i miss mbs!! boohoo. but can't go on mon. got celebration and then tea sampling... blah!!! so maybe wed if there's school for them on wed.if not i dunno how.sadness*...well enough for now must go do theory!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`aNn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112323189727262786?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112323189727262786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112323189727262786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112323189727262786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112323189727262786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/08/hmm.html' title='hmm..'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112245548559360560</id><published>2005-07-27T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T02:11:25.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JLC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Joy Luck Club is such a touching story. ms ow was rite. that it was so touching. watched it today. two plus hours non stop. cried at certain parts. at almost every different part. the ending bout the mother leaving her daugther behind was very tragic. this movie is too teary. cried five/six times in all during the movie. every scene is so touching itself. at ten o'clock, couldn't take it anymore so ran the toilet. ppl tot i was mad... running out of the library sniffing like mad and wearing a jacket in the hot sun. Each mother had her own touching story and how they suffered and laboured. if we were to think. how lucky we are. we are so lucky. the women who were thought to be second class to men. how sexism(discrimination against one gender) was So common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was common during their mothers' time and even the girls' time. how their mothers thought them to be strong. HOPE. hat was what the women lived on for despite the men treating them like dirt and during the war.joy luck club was a symbol of hope,strenght and perserverance. its so tragic. can't ever believe that this things happened before.  the ending made me tear all the way. couldn't stop at all. this story shows us that we women should never succumb to issues of discrimnation and never lose our sense of identity. then after that vege said "i can see ms ow's red eyes" that proves she was crying too. she wasn't lying when she said "this story never fails to let me tear whenever i watch it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of JLC. i was just so moved by it. now malay culture. went to arab street. nothing very intesting except the tasting of the famous teh tarik. well well. its still fun though... ha some ppl got free stuff froma stall... i bought curry puff, was so hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our class is so diff from other classes. everyone doing dance except us for tchr's day performance. well...hahaha i think we'll be like the most unique. like an orchestra!!! kudos to the commitee... *keropok in fact!!! ahaha. so cool. i can't wait. whee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared about the audition tmr. like what if i don't get in and what if i get into second round. ARGH!!!  i would be utterly sad if i don't pass the first round. but i would be utterly frightened if i get into the second round.  someone help me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ann*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112245548559360560?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112245548559360560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112245548559360560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112245548559360560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112245548559360560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/07/jlc.html' title='JLC'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112217627604131462</id><published>2005-07-23T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T20:37:56.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>audition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;there was dance audition yesterday. i thought he would only audition for "to love you more" and do the audition for the opening another day. but he did it on the spot.i was in the last group who did "to love you more" yesterday and thought he would ask those of us who got in to do the solo peice but he said" end of lesson" but didn't tell us who got in. gotta wait till thurs. oh gosh. this is really scary. err... i have mixed feelings on this solo part thingy. its like half half b4 the audition. well. "to love you more" is done so.... there's nothing i can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time i did the chorus was horribly bad. second time was much better. suddenly a wave of emotion came over me. i felt it. truely. finally. my heart was beating so fast after the audition for some reason i can't explain... i realised how is it like to be like the girl in the dance, who lost her love. i know how i can find the feeling now. i just didn't try that hard to find it. i finally found the right one. "to love you more" the very first dance i felt so deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the opening... i  can't really rmbr the steps and feel it so well yet. partly cause my steps are still not there. i can't get the self  choreography part... gonna practise with trix and theresa on mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ppl teared yesterday. i did too. cause i suddenly felt it. i realised what it was. hey to those who erm felt really sad: get over it soon. don't cry. rubber, don't cry. cheer up. cause you did your best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my dajie even more. much much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ARAHE congress... ARGH got hard time summarising all the stuff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112217627604131462?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112217627604131462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112217627604131462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112217627604131462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112217627604131462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/07/audition.html' title='audition'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112202083213769103</id><published>2005-07-22T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T01:27:12.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dance *tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;well dance was nice yesterday. we had to chereograph the beginning. so long! and ended up bernice came up with sth with turns and well... nice i think but i can't rmbr how many turns at each time! blah! audition tmr... oh dear... i still can't catch the parts...  bernice is real good at the new dance!!!  Couldn't go and practise today cause cai lao shi wanted us to finish the zhuo wen and gave us only 30 min. so we had to stay during recess to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i'm relieved that the cl research presentation had ended. was so stressed up for it. (some ppl would know what happened) i couldn't take it. i dunno why. i cried all of a sudden? nice carol hugged me outside dance studio b4 my dance lesson today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ppl! thise who know my problem at the moment.can anyone tell me the solution? i'm extremely divided!!! trix,carol,jelli!!! help me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the arahe congress is driving me mad? no one sends me anything. and i can't do the presentation ppt or even the info writeup? i know you all have no time but please! i don't have time too. i can't wait the whole day just for the info and then you expect me to compile it the night b4 which is absolutely impossible. i'm not allowed on the computer on weekends. besides i have no time on weekends. they are packed with all kinds of tuition and piano and dance(sat). please ppl. don't let me die! we 'll get killed by ms wong you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jies. i need your help. i hate being bullied. i hate being pushed around. i'm also like anyone of you. i'm also a human. i'm not someone from outer space. i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need someone who would listen. who would understand. who can lend a shoulder for me to cry on. no one seems to care and understand since i have separated from my dajie. no one would listen. please. dajie. i need you badly. i can't get you. i can't reach you now. why? why can't I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112202083213769103?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112202083213769103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112202083213769103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112202083213769103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112202083213769103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/07/dance-tears.html' title='dance *tears'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112185390621134257</id><published>2005-07-20T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T03:05:06.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm. SIAs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;the SIAs are killing me. science and cl zhuan ti zuo ye! its like mad!!! i quarelled with two ppl today cause of this stupid cl research project. Its like if not for this project i wouldn't have almost cried last time, wouldn't have shouted at innocent ppl. i'm really sorry guys. and the sci SIa i really dunno lar so damn difficult! i think its mad to do such a SIA!!! i rather have WS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now the congress thingy i know some memers wanna quit it. but hey its on a wed, not thurs you won't miss your first dazu anymore. if u miss dazu i will also miss dance, i don't want to miss dance too. this congress is also taking up lotsa recess and lunch time but i think its still worth us doing. we're quite behind time cause the other schools have done it during the hols. hmm. we just have to go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning had lotsa emotions. i hope those affected ppl are better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel mixed up. i wanna cry, i wanna shout. i can't decide, its all still inside me. someone, tell me. it's hard deciding... jies, help me. i really need someone to cry on and someone who would listen. please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112185390621134257?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112185390621134257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112185390621134257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112185390621134257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112185390621134257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/07/hmm-sias.html' title='hmm. SIAs'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112157344795894058</id><published>2005-07-16T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T21:10:47.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;FOA rocks!!! went to the grand concert sat with val and connie and kexin. blah and was shocked out my my life when suddenly connie said that "ms wong behind you still talk s o loud, behind kexin. " i turned and well true enough... blah and kexin didn't realised too. was like only connie realised. the music was heavenly, voices were angelic, dances were cool and i enjoyed the afternoon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tango was nice. more of acting then dancing, and oh gosh the tango pair acted really like those pro ones and the costume too!. fearlessly feminine rocks!!! ans at the end they like reached up and bowed. it was added... didn't see that last time. and their hair were nicer. in a bun... they were so cool! rock on snrs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the concert went to look for annabelle,ah ma and peisan but to no avail so went to look for mt dance snrs anyway and ended up going around with xinkai. gave then met jojie and hugged her. was as cute. then went with xinkai to meet somemore and she gave them hugs too. well then we went our ways from there and went with jelli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jelli couldn't find chit. then we went round looking for chit. i saw chit much earlier but couldn't find her when jelli wanted her then. then i needed to go home. so said bye to jelli and on way out met another snr and we hugged again. oh wells. lucky jelli did find chit! *feels happie for jelli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... now haven't gave theresa and jelli their letta. blah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to normal curriculum now, no more arts activities... dance, music, they rock my world! yeah and the chinese dance syf was very wonderful. extremely. i watched the whole thing for the first time.(i'm slow) well as connie said, feel sad very one person. hope the person get better soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aNn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112157344795894058?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112157344795894058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112157344795894058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112157344795894058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112157344795894058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/07/foa.html' title='FOA'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112141676116471600</id><published>2005-07-15T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T01:39:21.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i feel mad at you sometimes. i feel that you are one of my good friend sometimes. but i really don't know. someone. please tell me. what should i do? i don't think hiding my feelings further would do any good. please forgive me, i really don't know what to do in such a situation. someone, give me a hand will you? its not the academic parts that matters. it seems like you are taking away my best friends oh well. friends are not entirely mine i know but what you did was horrible. anyone. be the judge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun. ok to be exact. left out form the games, just cause me and nat drew out for a while. well, life goes like this so why bother. anyway. no dance tmr... ): but looking forward to FOA concert. sitting with connie. blah! ny performing arts rocks!!! so does all the other ccas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dajie, erjie, all my jies. thankyou for your love. ashiteru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112141676116471600?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112141676116471600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112141676116471600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112141676116471600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112141676116471600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/07/random.html' title='random*'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112130647956795716</id><published>2005-07-13T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T19:01:19.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blahness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;still can't get into the sabbaticlas thingy! getting me mad!! ARGH! haha dajie,erjie. please!! help me! i miss u all! life's so bad!!! i miss you all!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and thanks for the help(all the seniors who helped me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i'm still crazy about "to love you more"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112130647956795716?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112130647956795716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112130647956795716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112130647956795716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112130647956795716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/07/blahness.html' title='blahness'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112036066539270001</id><published>2005-07-02T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T00:15:59.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;thank you to all those who cared for me. jelli, jess,mei,chit,etc. give me time. And one particu;ar snr whom i'm not mentionning to create emtions yes thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and congrats to all those who got in! trix,shirley, etc.i forgot who they are already... and yes jinfaye, get well soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aNn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112036066539270001?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112036066539270001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112036066539270001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112036066539270001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112036066539270001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/07/thanks.html' title='thanks'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-112002886561606319</id><published>2005-06-28T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T00:07:45.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*pouts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i'm starting to hate this. i love school most of the imte but i realised there's so much work the teachers didn' tell us that we have to hand in so fast when school re opens . i have already burnt all my time on SIAs and RESEARCH and homework... i mean its so un fiar since we 're the first bacth of Ip doesn't mean we should be  tortured the most. we are guinea pigs for the year but its oo hard on the guinea pigs... i'm dying badly!?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ffff;"&gt;july is always full of work i know that but this is too much? erm first i thought i would be able to concentrate on MATH and IPW tonight but it seems i have a small test tmr so that takes the afternoon then have science now!!! i hate this! and math still have WS that's utterly difficul! besides that still have history SIA and i have to touchup on geog SIA cause it seems that i would fail if i hand it in like that. and have nglish presentation? like only one day to find info that is not related to animal farm! what on earth is this kind of things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and i get chased from the com at ten evry night. i know its for my own good but i really need it for work. i know if i don't get chased out, i wouldn't sleep and i would get a bad case of panda eyes for one week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;you know what. da jie, i know how u feel now. Its so hateful. there's probelms other than homework too. things to do with the heart. the feelings, the emotions. i know i should really try to control and refrain from yelling at anyone but i'm really sorry i can't do it. i just keep quiet. i'm really sorry to those who heard me burst. i'm really sorry. i had to get eveyone together and evryone just don't do anything and then u are not in the very wrong then i start yelling. i'm really sorry. especially my IPW members... they've been hurt the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;dajie. what should i do? i have to be nice and try to be very nice to they who hurt my fellings so badly. i'm trying utterly hard to be nice.But should i do that, should i? i wonder if i'm doing the right thing. maybe its the right way. Its affecting my grades partly. I really wanna pull my grades above the average this semester. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i need to have meetings during recess but i need to go to dance too. if not i'll screw up the stpes and dance and get into trouble. and my group into trouble. i'm pulled really both sides.  How its onmipotent. to be all powerful. what must i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;its getting real bad. evrytime i fell like yelling and crying i just can't cause it would hurt everyone.  i'm trying. i'm trying. i'm trying. HOW!?!?! da jie, please. i'n gonna break down soon. that's going to be worse. so HOW i need more than just the words u have given to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i'm going to slip into my own world soon ,can i shut off? can I? dajie, can i? shut me up from the world. i used to love july when i was young in rpi scjool in kindergarten. but now? i seems i'm slowly and slowly disliking it. Its not going be nice turning thirten this year. i don't want it to come soon which it is. i don't want it to come soon. but it will come soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;dajie. show me the way to go now. i need a path,just a path just one to move out of this horrible thing. but i know its impossible to escape. its just best to solve this slowly. i'm at the brink of desperation,sacarifaces are made for all these. music(my love other than dance),i'm not concentrating o it anymore. my time. all the free time. i'm not ready to give part of my passion for dance to this. i'm not ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i'm not the only one who feels bad at the moment. i saw what happened today at the dance studio during lunch today. i saw. it was very hurting if i were the person or even one of the members there. i want to say, feljie: please don't be sad and recover soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;tearing would be part of the process for this obstacle for me. it would help heal the wound. it would not make miracles in a day but it would, one day heal me fully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;aNn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-112002886561606319?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/112002886561606319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=112002886561606319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112002886561606319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/112002886561606319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/06/pouts.html' title='*pouts'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-111986082427653325</id><published>2005-06-27T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T01:27:04.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;today meet jelli at dance studio. didn't eat my lunch yet... but poor jelli was struggling with the steps... caroline came too(yay) then followed by the twins with their new friends... had fun dancing today till five mins before the bell rang did i realise there was assembly so quickly ran out to outside auditorium and made it.((: yunyi,eli and xinkai was also there... haha and lots of snrs... there was a lot of md-ers today... and sweet jojie was there! learning like jelli too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then outside the audi met ting dear and boy... she really looked like she suffered a lot... poor ting... hope she's well now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave theresa her letter today. almost forgot about it... wrote it before el lesson... and sry if it was a mess theresa! so now both twins have a letter. cause at first i only rote to trixie but theresa thought she had a letter so trixie told me to make her thoughts come true so there... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go do some more work for my geog project... bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aNn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-111986082427653325?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/111986082427653325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=111986082427653325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/111986082427653325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/111986082427653325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/06/today.html' title='today...'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12302639.post-111823406371397770</id><published>2005-06-08T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T05:34:23.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>asian congress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;this morning was the asian congress thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached NIE at 8.30 to find that my teamtes were not there... called them and sms... at 8.55 they finally arrived and we proceded to textile lab...  I met ms wong when i got out of the car and was utterly shocked and was even more horrified to find her waiting for me when i walked further in... well, she told me to follow her but i tought it was better for me to wait for the others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reach textile lab w/o laiweng... we realised the door is locked but it was the back door!?!? and then ggod lizzy came so we were right on the dot. And part of the lecture me and vege heard b4 in home econs lecture... ms wong was as dramatic as ever and sent everyone luaghing... too bad she didn't do the "cookies and cream" advertisement....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha had hands on did some dessert and all of us were only interested in the choclate and ice-cream part. had dizzy spells on the way and couldn't help much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the session the lecturer gave us 2 green apples and half a peach and we gave them all to ms wong making  separate trips for each... haha and we managed to persuade her... ms wong's so funny lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that annabelle got lost as she went off first and found us at the bus stop and all of us take bus to jurong point there and me and annabelle took mrt home while the other 3 went to NTUC to look for goods... to prepare for the congress fest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to collect leotard but wrong colour... so fri then go again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~aNn~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12302639-111823406371397770?l=butter-flyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/feeds/111823406371397770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12302639&amp;postID=111823406371397770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/111823406371397770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12302639/posts/default/111823406371397770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butter-flyy.blogspot.com/2005/06/asian-congress.html' title='asian congress'/><author><name>[ann]]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05723505060804717772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
