<?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-10409719</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:47:01.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparkling snow</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10409719.post-112122702027179511</id><published>2005-07-13T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T11:57:00.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sooo happy! This coming friday is my birthday and there is no Red Cross! Not that I dread Red Cross but I just didn't want to do pumpings on my birthday. So sao xing. haha. instead, we are practising for POC and that all seventeen of us i think are going to Plaza Sing after POC rehearsing, can't say for what! But the tweenies- azidah, shafwaty and me, are going to take a lot of neoprimts! Of course, Sarah Tan, Victoria and Sarah CheoNG MUST join in the fun right? Only Deborah and Rachael do not want to go. sigh... haha. But when Rachael said that, Sarah Tan was like, we are going there to celebrate her birthday! You don't want to celebrate her birthday? That means you are not her friend!! Haha. Sarah tan is as threatening as a tiger, maybe she future job would be a negotiater on prices for a company or one of those rag and bone men coss they must have the technique of negotiating/arguing, so as to buy things for a lower price!! I am sooo evil... yup yup. haah, sounding like a dog now, yup yup sounds so like a dog yapping. haha. bleaghx, really lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-112122702027179511?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/112122702027179511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=112122702027179511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/112122702027179511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/112122702027179511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/07/sooo-happy-this-coming-friday-is-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111907199550319925</id><published>2005-06-18T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T13:19:55.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the june holidays are over, and what about me? i've not even done an ounce of work!!! well, went out with audrey yesterday anyway. was raining when i walked out to the bus stop to meet her. why is it always raining when i walk out of my house to go out? was raining too when i walked out to go to Far East with Sarah Tan. no wait, was to go Plaza Sing. Audrey and I took neoprints at this machine and it was so comical. the machine had two cameras, a bottom and top camera. without notice, it will suddenly switch to the bottoom or the top camera and we have to like quickly squat or stand up. haha. then audrey chose this background, i think she thought it was dogs, but then it turned out to be cats, cos there were sounds of cats mewing. haha. then at plaza sing, first, we took the bar neoprint. the stupid background sheet fell over us, haha, then Audrey screamed bloody murder when the background touched her. was really quite funny lah. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111907199550319925?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111907199550319925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111907199550319925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111907199550319925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111907199550319925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/06/june-holidays-are-over-and-what-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111804975075879456</id><published>2005-06-06T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T17:22:30.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phew! Need to rest my fingers after copying all of my notes written in class in proper handwriting. Hmm, half the holiday's gone, and I've only studied for maths! ANd NOTHING's gone into my brian!!!!!! Ahhh, have to do the Hey Math thingy now. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111804975075879456?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111804975075879456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111804975075879456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111804975075879456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111804975075879456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/06/phew-need-to-rest-my-fingers-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111754803169022162</id><published>2005-05-31T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:00:31.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Perfect People:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is perfect. it depends on what they see when they look in the mirror. She may have the best skin on earth, the most perfect features, but she still picks on things that are non existent. On the other hand, her friend may have freckles and pimples all over her face, but she is satisfied with herself. between the two, who would be happier? the one who is always unhappy with herself, or the other who thinks that how she looks does not matter, as long as she is happy, that's all that matters. People often think that the most perfect people on earth are singers, models etc, because they have the perfect job, perfect family, perfect body, perfect face, perfect skin, everything about them is perfect! even the air around them is. but the truth is, no matter how perfect things are, bad things will always occur. Perhaps to a model, a pimple appeared, but she just kept low for a few days until it disappeared, when she returns to the celebrity world again, she is as perfect as usual! and in order to maintain her perfectness, she has to make sure that to be slim she as to exercise and eat less. to have a good complexion, she has to eat all the healthy foods, regardless of whether she likes them or not. This isn't a perfect person. She will forever be picking on herself and try to make herself look better, but when she does not succeed, she will be very sad, and try all ways and means to succeed. A perfect person is someone who is satisfied and happy. She does not care if a pimple appears on her face, she is always confident and even if she can only eat meat once a week, she is satisfied. That is what a perfect person is, someone with confidence in everything she does, and is satisfied with everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111754803169022162?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111754803169022162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111754803169022162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111754803169022162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111754803169022162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/05/perfect-people-everyone-is-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111701951243195164</id><published>2005-05-25T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T19:11:52.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is going to be a long post... first a battle between Rachel and Sarah, well, that's in my own words, anyway. Sarah wants to log the sec one blog, Rachel wants to welcome anyone who is interested to see it. haha, keep me out of this.&lt;br /&gt;Went to plaza sing with Sarah today. Saw Minyi and Jeanette there but Jeanette didn't see us. took neoprints four times. This Sarah Tan, can blame people very well. Yesterday, she dragged me to the red cross board, when there wasn't any letter for her, she said, ' see lah you, ask me go to the red cross board for what?' omg. then today, she woke me up at eight forty five with a phone call asking me to get ready, cos she is going to reach the bus stop at like nine fifteen. then when we reached plaza sing, all the nice stores weren't even open yet, then she said, ' See lah you, make me wake up so early go to plaza sing for what?' i am sooo innocent. went to delifrance for breakfast. the funny thing was, i wanted to eat eclair and sausage crossoint. but both were still not on the shelf, not surprising since it was so early in the morning. but then, after all Sarah ate finish her tart, all the foods were out, except for my ECLAIR AND SAUSAGE CROSSOINT. man, that place has something against me or something. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111701951243195164?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111701951243195164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111701951243195164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111701951243195164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111701951243195164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-going-to-be-long-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111693606533799530</id><published>2005-05-24T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T20:01:05.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bleargh, all the marker ink running out! haha, you know, the cup that I bought from Gloria? And plus the one that Sarah gave me. I washed them, and the ink started to run. Bleargh... no can't see alot of things already. Plus, the stickiness of the tape turned blue and stuck to the cup. Horrifying, now the cups like blue and abstract design at the same time! blah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111693606533799530?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111693606533799530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111693606533799530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111693606533799530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111693606533799530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/05/bleargh-all-marker-ink-running-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111692736305050140</id><published>2005-05-24T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T17:36:03.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm........ so long have not posted already! haha... shan't bore you with last week's stuff. Today was utterly BORING. the tour guide was a total control freak, which make me enjoy it less. and who cares about the memorial stuff and obelisk? i'd rather learn about cats and their habits, at least it might come in handy next time. haha. the bizarre fair was funn. &lt;3 first, we bought this uh, sticky gooey candy from Huangzi then we were um persuaded by Gloria and Xue Wen to buy dental cups? poor rachie was sooo confused by Xue Wen. hahaha. Then we bought three jellys each from Li Wen m'm. and poor me broke the cup I bought from Gloria haha. Well... technically, it was just a crack. Haha. bleahx, then Sarah ran out of money and Deb's mom came to fetch her. sigh... so i walked home at like three?!? so early lah... sigh... haha. die lah. PTD is like on thursday? I mean... um... i am so gonna get scolded by my parents.... bleaghs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111692736305050140?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111692736305050140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111692736305050140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111692736305050140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111692736305050140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/05/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111631065619028070</id><published>2005-05-17T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T14:17:36.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was extremely boring! There was this heritage tour and the guide DID NOT allow us to walk, stand, talk or eat. How boring can that be? Anyway, for the first few ten minutes, Sarah and I were busy writing letters and just shutting the guide out. But then, I started feeling sick and felt like vomitting, so I stopped looking down at my notepad and writing letters and started looking at the guide instead. The first stop was this... uh, Jewish church, then this boy school. Both were totally uninteresting and boring cos we weren't even allowed to visit the place. We just stopped outside the place and looked at it whil the guide droned on and on. Boring....sigh... then there was this Eurasian place, and that Sikh temple or something and then it was a church. The armenian church I guess. Sigh.. the skih temple was the best part, cos we got to sit down,there was aircon, and the people treated us to coke! The pews in armenian church was NICE to sit on. but in the grass, (  it just rained) there were this ugly tiny insects running all over. And sarah said they were the nymphs of crockroaches, however you spell it. then the graves were all ruined, there were these two statues that were standing, they were supposed to have a  head on it, but duno where it went to. Maybe the same thing happened to them, like Sarah, in case you do not know, during the bonding session, Sylvia karate chop Sarah's neck. Ouch... hehe. The Eurasian place was nice too. We learned how to dance this Eurasian dance, though the sarahs, vikki and I didn't bother to take it seriously. we were laughing throughout the whole session. but nevertheless, it was fun! at least it was, watching other people dance. we were in the first group to dance for the class to see, and we were totally baddd. haha. we were just walking instead of slipping when we were supposed to pass each other. Yup. haha... will write more next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111631065619028070?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111631065619028070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111631065619028070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111631065619028070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111631065619028070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/05/today-was-extremely-boring-there-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111623826583703609</id><published>2005-05-16T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T11:57:21.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was plain stupid. First we had this stupid robotics course, which I of course never paid attention to, was writing letters through out the whole time and they were all so long! Sarah tan was the same. I'm hopeless at robotics anyway, and i don't even know what to do with the wheel. So it doesn't bother me. Then we were all asked to sell ten booklets of tickets for School! not as if Red Cross wasn't enough lah. It was hard enough for me to sell just twenty tickets and I bought like so many of it myself lor. So dumb man. I need CIP hours desperately! NOT by sselling tickets. I seriously hate to go around begging people to buy. Joan and Felicia, Liwei and Sarah all turned me down flat! man.. I feel very very baddd...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111623826583703609?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111623826583703609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111623826583703609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111623826583703609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111623826583703609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/05/today-was-plain-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111608167341468163</id><published>2005-05-14T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T22:41:13.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My first ever bonding session! It was sooo fun! Sarah's dad dropped me and Sarah off at Scotts and after buying some bread, we went to the MRT. Hehe, we stood there and waited for like twenty minutes before we saw Deborah walking out of the station all decked in WHITE! meanwhile, I was trying my best to contact all the people from RC whose contact numbers were with us. unfortunately, no one could help us. Then Deborah said she had Sin Lin's number and al this while, she was just standing there looking at me dial! Anyway, we found them later at Popular then we walked Sin Lin's house. yup, there, we met Shi Ying and Sylvia, so down to the pool we went and Sylvia started forcing us to eat, at the same time, horrifying us with her experiences in camp when the past NCOs forced them all to eat a big GIGANTIC amount of food! We played murderer and I was the murderer for the second game. I tried to kill Deborah, so many times, but then she couldn't die cos she was the detective and of cos she found out lah! I was blinking at her like so man times deliberately! Then, Sylvia said, let's play attack one! and uh oh... dunno who took me by the hand and leg and threw me down into the pool even though I was shrieking like mad! And I was the first one in, heard two splashes after I went down adn I  rose up just in time to see them pushing in Deborah. Sarah and Deborah went mad, they went around chasing all of the Sec Twos and trying to force them into the pool!! haha, anyway, Sarah, Vikki and I stayed in the pool so we won't get cold. And sarah piggybagged me and did the whale horror, merlion horror, dolphin horror, sea horse horror, crab horror modes and they were so fun! I was shoutin and trying to breathe at the same time cos she pulled me under the water! Sylvia also piggybagged me and it was niceee. So long haven't been piggy bagged by people already. lalalala! then Huan Ting opened marshmallows and I took one in my hand but I was laughing too much and I brought my marshmallow into the water with me! i ended up throwing it on the drain, but Deborah threw it in the pool and Sylvia went to eat it. Ewww... then the fun stopped cos I had to go home, so badddd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111608167341468163?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111608167341468163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111608167341468163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111608167341468163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111608167341468163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-first-ever-bonding-session-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111599440282025517</id><published>2005-05-13T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T22:26:42.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hehe.... dunno why I am feeling so hyper now. Going mad i think. Anyway, today when that sir read out the list of numbers was it for those who passed or failed? Cos he didn't read mine out and if that means I passed, it is a great thing! Hehe, today's Chinese was really dumb. Think the teacher ran out of things to teach us, cos we spent nearly the whole time doing some riddle thingy, just so dumb!! Haha, but that was a great time for me to read my book and I finished it! feel so happy. Baked gingerbread today. Ours was not really ENTIRELY baked, cos Denyse was so afraid of burning it she only baked it for fifteen minutes and when we cut it open, the middle was still sort of gooey, like the mixture was stuck in between the baked bread. But the most horrifying fact of home econ is that whenever we bake, my APRON, CAP AND TEA TOWELS SMELL LIKE BUTTER AND I REEK OF A NEW BORN BABY! you know, babies smell like milk right? yarr, and everything that belongs to me and I use it during home ec reeks of that smell and I just absolutely hate milk though I can't really taste it after baking the bread stuff. Hope i passed my OAC test. The theory was easy peasy, but then we were split up into two groups and I started with reading the map first. Was doing rubbish, didn't even know how to stop the compass from moving,  cheated and just moved the compass and put it on the map, making sure that the destination was between the lines and that the arrow was sticking out to point at the point b or sth. Haha... got everything all mixed up. Guess what is the worst thing? My compass had algae or fungi growing on it so I couldn't read the bearing. So dumbbbbb.... and for pacing, we had to queue up in this line and one by one walked up and down the placee... looked sincerely like an idiot, cos I was walking so slowly and there were so many people trying to cross! After everyone finished, we were all just standing around the study corner and then we walked back. Dunno if we were supposed to still count our pacing for that, guess that was what everyone did, cos no one ran. Luckily managed to answer all of the pacing questions, though I sorta flunked the second error for pacing. Didn't know what I was saying, then the sir told me to calm down and to not cry. Do I look like I cry?!? hehe, the knot tying and lashing stuff were the worst. the poles I did the lashings on, after I finished, they still moved like I didn't even touch them at all. And the knots like figure of eight, two and a half hitches were the one I hated most. I totally forgot how to do everything. Bowline and housekeeping knot is my speciality, other than that, can't remember anythign. Sue Lin declared me hopeless at knot tying yesterday and I guess she IS correct, i forgot everything that was taught to me yesterday except for the housekeeping knot cos those two things sticking out looked exactly like alien antennes! So cuteeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111599440282025517?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111599440282025517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111599440282025517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111599440282025517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111599440282025517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/05/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111589836363099244</id><published>2005-05-12T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T19:46:03.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah....... so mad, so mad at this person. Let's just call her k. Anyway, K scolded me for something I didn't do. I mean, S and S were also using the damn D thing and she scolded me because I followed them and used the dropper. I didn't even see the note. Why was it placed so far away from the beaker if it was meant for that beaker of liquid? and in what way will a dropper contaminate that stupid thing? I hate her, she is always picking on me. Oh, and I finally understand algebra thingy! hehehehehehhhhhhhhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, so happy!! Sigh... but was kept in class for like twenty five minutes doing it because I didn't understand  it lor. So bad right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111589836363099244?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111589836363099244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111589836363099244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111589836363099244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111589836363099244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/05/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111570695001480439</id><published>2005-05-10T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T22:09:35.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who is going to Sin Lin's party? I hope I can go. But popo's birthday celebration is on that day and we are going to have an ice cream cake as a bonus too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111570695001480439?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111570695001480439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111570695001480439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111570695001480439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111570695001480439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/05/who-is-going-to-sin-lins-party-i-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111552700339994128</id><published>2005-05-08T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T12:36:43.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh... just wasted the whole friday afternoon tying knots and reading maps. I mean I am hopeless at both! Till now, I still do not know how to tie the reef knot through a loop and that clove hitch thingy. And that sheet lashing, frapping whatever to do with the poles, I am hopeless at. Because we were still trying to do the clove hitch when the instructor moved on to the poles thing, yeah, so we just chatted through out the pole tying thing. Dunno what else I don't know. Oh yeah, reading the compass! When you are supposed to turn the compass so that you will know how far one place is from another. When I turn, the whole compass accompanies me!!! Deborah got sooooooo mad!! Yarr. But very happy now, just found out that I won't be the only one failing, Andrea m'm and Sarah both prophesized that they would be failing too! Yup. Ahhhhhhhhhhh.... Monday got to wear Red Cross uniform for the WHOLE day!!! Except during the Captain's Ball competition lah, I mean we can't play in a dress right? Hehe... and I have still not done my chart for the HEALTH LAW thing, congratulations to me. What homework do we have? I am so going to fail all my tests this week, all inclusive of English, Health laws, Out door activities, Home Ec test. Why should they even bother to give us a Home Ec test? I mean it is basically pointless as we'll just forget everything after the test AND even if we fail it, it shan't matter, cos Home Ec is just for us to cook and sew.. And everyone knows butter is fat! and yuck, I hate fats.  And to the person whom I SMSed about Deborah, not Sarah Tan lah. I just wanted to let you know that I have contacted her and didn't want you to worry about contacting her,  and I didn't want a THANK YOU PEARLYN! Sigh... totally misunderstood&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111552700339994128?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111552700339994128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111552700339994128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111552700339994128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111552700339994128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/05/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111527805789442223</id><published>2005-05-05T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T15:27:37.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is sooo frustrating! I forgot to bring my Home Ec stuff and so , I had to call my mom. And Deb and I rushed over the overhead bridge to meet my mom at the bus stop. And then, when we got to school, even though the dedication thingy to the RC gals were done, they did not play it! At first it was four SE, then 2PE. Sigh.. they better play the song tmw. Then there was Maths today! Sigh.. and I put my worksheets in Mrs Lee's pigeon hole during recess and it was like, she didn't take it!! So I had to copy all of the corrections, and then at this point, I was sorta day dreaming and she shifted the page up! i DIDN'T even manage to copy e and f. So stupiddd. And home ec, our cakes were burnt because we were refilling the flour bin and the oven rang at that time! So it was burnt crispy, but at least ours had flavour, unlike the others which they claimed tasted like flour. Perhaps this biscuit is meant to be burnt? Nah, cos it must look nice and taste nice as well. Anyway, Mrs Fernandez gave us the pages to learn for Home Ec test. So kind right? Yep, anyway, just tagged Mun Ching's blog. Oh oh, what else huh? Ok, today got homework? No right? If not must tell me k? Cos I forgot everything. So carefree&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111527805789442223?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111527805789442223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111527805789442223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111527805789442223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111527805789442223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/05/today-is-sooo-frustrating-i-forgot-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111521255568859904</id><published>2005-05-04T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T21:15:55.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was sooo fun! Hehe, Sarah and I were waiting for the bus at the bus stop and then Samantha m'm  came and Sarah purposely put on her loud voice and said that is Deborah's ward right? And samantha m'm was holding Deborah's letter in her hands! So funny&lt;/span&gt;. And we had to wait for so many buses cos I refused to get on the rest, I very fussy. No lah, cos the first bus was too crowded and the second bus was like... urm, dunno lah. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just refused to get on the bus. Anyway, when Samantha m'm came to the same bus stop as us, Sarah said, if one more m'm comes here, we will get on the next bus, don't care where it goes. Go Johor also must take the bus. Hehe. and I wa laughing like mad. Well, we went to Far East, I realized that we were outside Far East just in time or we would have stopped at dunno where, but one stop ahead of Far East. Then, Sarah ate this salad for lunch and it looked... weird. Like there were this type of cruncy dried noodles on top and those wet wet veggies. Ewww.... then we changed. Well, we went to the basement and started looking at stuff and earrings then we wanted to take neoprints but all the sticker booths were crowded. So we decided to go to the first level, but all the machines were like blah, and the second level's store was gone. So we just went back to the basement and then even worse, there was this group of teens and they were crowding the whole place! So I tried on this top at This Fashion, ya, and when we went back they were gone. So we just stood outside the best working neoprint machine and just waited. And it was way way funny. Cos we got tired of waiting, we went to this other booth and then it was so stupid! Only one picture could be decorated at a time and Sarah like put all the things over my face, so we had to redo everything. Then we waited outside the good booth and then this girl came, peered inside,went in and called her friends in. Turned out the booth was empty all along! I got sooo mad, we waited at the other side of the machine. Then we started examining the board of neoprints people pasted and found Liwen m'm's, Charlene m'm's and Pamela m'm's neoprints! So we took in the good booth twice and we pasted three stickers, all around the m'ms' neoprints. yuP. Then bought this belt thing, and started plaiting it, so it got too small for my waist, so I just put it round my neck and Sarah said I looked like I was choking myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh ya, a joke for you. A woman had three sons, Boey, Cha, Ya ( vegetables for sale in hokien) one day, she was out in the garden. And she started calling her sons, " Boey Cha Ya!" A person passing the house opened the gate, went in and asked, are there Boey Cha Ya here? The woman nodded and the person said, " Can I have twenty kilos of it please? And deliver it to my house.' As they were poor, the woman decided to sell her son. She weighed all of them and found one that was exactly twenty kilos. And so she delivered Boey to the house. And the customer asked, so where is my vegetables? What vegetables? The woman asked confused. You WANTED 2O kilos of Boey Cha Ya right? So here is my son, Boey! hehee, lame joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111521255568859904?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111521255568859904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111521255568859904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111521255568859904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111521255568859904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/05/today-was-sooo-fun-hehe-sarah-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111510136141184840</id><published>2005-05-03T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T14:22:41.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So long have not posted anything! Hehe, Happy Friendship Week to everyone, specially my friends! So funny, today during recess, Sarah Tan, Rachel, Chuan En and I were all talking about what songs to dedicate. We wanted to dedicate something to our Red Cross seniors for helping us through the first few messy weeks of Red cross. and of course, to our super nice RCK, First Aid and Evac and Footdrill mistresses. yarr. So Rachel suggested that song from Lion King, a puma tata? whatever you call it. Then Sarah said The Lion sleeps tonight. I love that song! Too bad no one has the cd. But anyway, I said what about ni de wei xiao, that song that one sy used during Chinese Talentime. Cos it was a super nice song and besides, according to my analysis, I said that it is to tell them that our smiles to them means thank you for your guidance and help and stuff like that lah. And I am not sucking up to anyone here, if they get the wrong understanding. I don't suck up, I suck at sucking up and if even my skills to get presents for people suck, what bout my pai ma pi skills? for people who have no idea what it means, it means sucking up in chinese. I just am better at chinese than english lah, though I don't really pay attention in all of the classes.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we are going out tomorrow again! But this time it is only just me and sarah tan. So sad right? sob, but vicky has dental appointment, rachie can only go out during the holidays, dosh is busy and sarah cheong, dunno what her reason is, but at least we can take neoprints right? better than nothing. And Sarah, you did not learn bad words from V and A m'm, just coz they wrote the F thing on their blogs. You learnt it yourself, you bad girl. Yup, know  what your reaction gonna be. Sarahs are evil by nature. wadeva&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111510136141184840?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111510136141184840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111510136141184840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111510136141184840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111510136141184840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-long-have-not-posted-anything-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111478135648135582</id><published>2005-04-29T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T21:29:16.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was so fun!! hehe. for lit, Mrs tan didn't come, then maths, we were sent out of classroom to do work ( purposely stayed out for whole math period!!) then chinese, was all bout tongue twisters, and for home ec, we baked tiny cakes, I hate the fruit peel and candied fruits. Why can't we have chocolate chips? No fair!! But it was even better for Rachel, Deborah, Sarah Cheong and Tan lor. Ok, maybe not for Rachie.&lt;br /&gt;The day for the three of them: No lit, maths spent it outside with me and other peeps, then chinese the same, and they did not have home ec lah! cos ms ong gave them this ten minute test and because of that, they did not do anything for the rest of the TWO periods, ninety minutes free!~ So badddddddddd. But my cake was niceee, cept that the orange peel stuff and all the flavours were not nice, they were sourish! ( if there's even such a word lah) Hehe. Shan't elaborate bout Red Cross, sigh.. must learn how to be a better reassurer. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111478135648135582?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111478135648135582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111478135648135582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111478135648135582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111478135648135582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/04/today-was-so-fun-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111452371895153689</id><published>2005-04-26T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T21:55:18.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dunno what to write, just recovered from facing a seven hundred word long essay and managing to cut it down to exactly five hundred. And sarah tan was like writing those stuff that weren't totally right for us, like love at first sight, deep wet passionate kiss... ew! and it was for our fairy tale story! But on a happier note, we just decided to go out next wed, every one in skirt. Deborah and Rachel both were like, I don't want to go already, can? Hehe. Cos Sarah Cheong said that she didn't want to go out next month, but want to go out this month. Hehe. But next wed isn't this month lah. Sigh... I put this on my blog ready right? I noe I put it down... I'm spastic!! All my marks are like D&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              O&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 W&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     N&lt;br /&gt;                                                               T&lt;br /&gt;                                                            H&lt;br /&gt;                                                          E&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       H&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           I&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                              L&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                  L&lt;br /&gt;I so swear never again to write letters in class and to pay full attention ( right!) Like I actually can stick to it. I'm never managing to pay attention, cos I'm good at listening, not looking. I'm audio or whatever you call that learning type. Sigh.. why must we wear our RC uni this fri? Do we even have to take CCA photo? So... la chey. Then got dunno what thing called the outdoor thing or sth like that lah. Even worse, sec ones, basically all new cadets got to do this stupid poster and write about three monuments in Singapore. Two pages per monument! Singapore got that many monuments meh? I only know the merlion, and this is what I can cook up. The merlion has a lion head and the body of a fish. Apparently, the architect, did not think of the fact that people may assume that the lion will eat it's tail up when it is hungry and have no food. Period. Sigh... I'm so going to die.... Should I change my blog skin? I find it plain...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111452371895153689?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111452371895153689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111452371895153689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111452371895153689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111452371895153689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/04/dunno-what-to-write-just-recovered.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111417978870063090</id><published>2005-04-22T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T22:23:08.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did you guys see Sarah Tan's nickname? After RC meeting, we have becomed the casualties. Or sth like that. So hilarious. I mean, that was totally nothing compared to the March camp on the third day we did over two hundred push ups and today was like only only a hundred lor. And today was so funny, that thing with the hoola hoop. I slide off the table at one point so I had to get back up and I was so uh??? anyway, it was totally weird lah. So was the banana thing. The world of banana unite. Then sth like banana peel peel, shake shake, chop chop, indian, umpuneh, tribal banana? It was so totally weird!!&lt;br /&gt; I'm going to so die, I narrated the report!! I mean, I thought it was meant to be like that. and it was stuff like deborah and I running bout in frenzy and stupid things like that. ahhhhh!! Sigh.. I'm totally going to get so scolded. I even talked bout Mrs See, this is the end of my life... Hope I don't cry, if not I'm totally going to freak out.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's starting a 1PE RC GAL journal! so cool right? and she's going to bake a muffin for the b'day girl on her birthday. Red cross 1pe lah. if the muffin turns out nice... i mean all of our cooking sucks. My walnut cookie tasted like instant noodles at first, then popcorn, than caramel popcorn then caramel corn!! but basically, it was like uh, this taste that is uh, a real horrid taste,  can't describe it. I think my mom threw away the rest of the cookies, can't find the green cherry cookie, I lurve that flavour.Especially the colour of the cherry,turquoise green. Tastes so nice!! I want to make the pizza thing? with lots of ham and mozerella cheesee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111417978870063090?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111417978870063090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111417978870063090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111417978870063090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111417978870063090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/04/did-you-guys-see-sarah-tans-nickname.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111406501915114310</id><published>2005-04-21T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T14:30:19.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi hi!! waiting for Napfa now, sigh.. sch is over at 1:50 and it is like our NAPFA is at three twenty ok? I am so bored to death now, visited all the blogs that I know. including tags lah. can't wait to bring my cookies back to my family, so niceeee. Oh right.. Vicky wants to take neoprints like every week ok? Yesterday alone was my whole week's allowance, at this rate, I AM GOING TO GO BROKE SOON! imagine the horror. sigh... but it was fun right?? Heheh, now we are going twice a week and I am so going lor yup yup. Anyway, I can't believe this, but all my grades are so failing but I didn't fail anything in the end.  Will tag later!! Oh yeah, who noes where to find mexican music clips?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111406501915114310?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111406501915114310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111406501915114310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111406501915114310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111406501915114310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/04/hi-hi-waiting-for-napfa-now-sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111405002854123802</id><published>2005-04-21T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T10:20:28.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was so fun! We walked to the bus stop outside the old school and found out Rachel had short term memory and had never taken a bus before!! Hehe, and she did not know how to pay for her trip too. But anyway, Huang zi was sitting in this seat and Rachel sat down next to her, after all, she was her group I/C right? Then rachel asked me why didn't I say Hi to Huang Zi since I knew her, and I told her it's because Huang Zi was sucking this lollipop. Well, we ate lunch at macs and Mei Torng was there with her friends, since it was her birthday. And she smashed an ice cream cone on Deborah's face and she got so mad that she continued eating her burger with one hand holding the cone. And she picked up the part of the cone wrapped in the wrapper and offered it to anybody who wanted it and she squished it with her hand. Hehe, later she bought her own ice cream and we were so scared that she wanted to throw it on our face!! Anyway only Sarah and I changed into our outfit, the others didn't, cos Vicky said that our clothes totally won't match because we are wearing our sch shoes. But I thought jeans looked great with school shoes... Sarah said she was very famaliar with the place, but then she had to make several rounds in Plaza Singapura before finally managing to find the neoprint place and can you believe it? we spent one and a half hours taking neoprints and they all ended up really weird you know? all the faces were cut off in some part or other. Hehe, but it was fun and I ended up with tons of pics!! Hope we can make this every two months??? ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111405002854123802?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111405002854123802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111405002854123802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111405002854123802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111405002854123802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/04/yesterday-was-so-fun-we-walked-to-bus.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111389740253977258</id><published>2005-04-19T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T22:20:38.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh!! Gloria found out who I am and it was so easy, she just had to ask Sarah Cheong who everyone expected to get top for footdrill and she pointed to me!! ahhh. i so hate myself. reminder, never ever give clues to ward. Sigh... left with only two wards to write to now. Didn't even give Sylvia a proper letter. it was tiny and mini and there were only so little words. Sigh... and I only exchanged two letters to Gloria!! Guess that's the power of sec threes? sigh... wadeva. can't wait for tomorrow.  oh, must bring extra clothes, and must take lots of neoprints!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111389740253977258?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111389740253977258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111389740253977258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111389740253977258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111389740253977258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/04/ahhh-gloria-found-out-who-i-am-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111356431870216598</id><published>2005-04-15T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T19:25:18.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found out who my angel is today, Trish and Sarah. Great buddies they were, to let me have a few days of joy of having a fake angel finally. Hehe. I sound stupid. WELL, hOME eC WAS fun I guess. My spaghetti tasted weirdd and not nice at all. Nuh uh. But red cross was fun. There was kekanan luros and I kept on putting my hand up even when I was in the second rank. SIGH... but taht command when  you march on the spot is truly weird. Why would anyone want to march on the spot? But the best command is persurai, meaning dismissal. It is a good sign right? Timing: Turn chat, bang chat, up chat, down chat, lup right lup, bang. It was so fun.  Well, got back my footdrill promo test today. Hehe, everyone was ezpecting me to be best, but if they had listened to me they would have known that I had expected myself to fail, and I understand my footdrill the best, but they had to say that I am going to be the best and I was so embarassed when Mitali was the best. Sigh. I dun really want to be first for footdrill anyway, my neighbour is teaching that, and I uh... how you say? it is going to be so way awkward. Hehe. But will work harder for the rest of the tests lah. Lol. Feeling stupid now. For some reason. ANd sherielle diamed us so many times and she didn't at ease us, but just gave us the next command, so mixed up. Where the heck is my angel? And I won't be looking forward to see a fake angel tagging my blog now. sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111356431870216598?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111356431870216598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111356431870216598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111356431870216598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111356431870216598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/04/found-out-who-my-angel-is-today-trish.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111329260044106577</id><published>2005-04-12T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T15:56:40.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got an angel! I dun care if it is a fake angel. Rachel thinks she knows who she is but she just won't tell me, but nvm, I'm gonna dig it out of her. Hehe, I'm elated. I'm talking rot now, hehe. Animation is such a bore, but the time is not wasted, we get to do our own stuff under the air con. But I can't figure out how to get into MSN, sigh. Oops, we still have tons of things to do, oh no. I am so dead. Must buy lots of coloured pens, figured that I have to have coloured pens, lighten up my letters to my fake angel and ward. Hope my real angel ain't a NCO, met Stephanie ma'am in the canteen today, didn't know what to say so I said hi Stephanie ma'am and she went, do you know that outside red cross, you don't have to call me ma'am. My god, I felt so stupid and idiotic. Argh!! But my results for history test is better than what I expected, after all the exaggaration from Ms Tan which implied the thought on me that everyone failed. Hehe, my imagination is very  big...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111329260044106577?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111329260044106577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111329260044106577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111329260044106577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111329260044106577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-got-angel-i-dun-care-if-it-is-fake.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111302280339556574</id><published>2005-04-09T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T13:00:03.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't wait for Home Ec again! The claypot chicken rice was so yummy!! it was mad in the kitchen. Cos it was our first time cooking in pairs and mrs fernandez only gave us twenty minutes to prepare everythng. yup . And I was paring the ginger, shallot, pounded some of it, cut the meat, mushrooms. Mixed everything up. While Denyse collected the sauces cos I mixed up the two big spoons, and she finished the pounding cos I think I was splattering water everywhere instead of pounding and besides, Denyse said she liked pounding. And I did the cooking while she did the washing. So I pressed down on the cooker and the oil started to get bubbly, added ginger, shallot, marinade, rice, water, veggies! at last, the rice cooker popped, so we opened the top and eww, the sight was nasty. The veggies collected water. yuck. guess I ain't a good cook. hehe. but it still was nice lah. and I could not really taste the pepper, so good for me!! cos I dun really eat spicy stuff, everything from ketcup to curry to dunno lah. so sad we didn't get to make lime juice, and Denyse and I had to mop the floor. yuck. that's so disgusting. and what's the use?I mean, people stepped on the floor again when it is WET, so it's dirty again. see what I mean? sigh, next week, I will be scrubbing the table, washing and doing stuff while Denyse cooks. yipee, not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111302280339556574?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111302280339556574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111302280339556574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111302280339556574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111302280339556574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/04/cant-wait-for-home-ec-again-claypot.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111302236334421038</id><published>2005-04-09T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T12:52:43.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you believe it? Two of the tests are over! Whee... So happy that I got tied with Mitali for highest scorer in Red Cross Knowledge. Can't say the same for footdrill though, Shu Jia ma'am was frowning while she tested me for footdrill until when I said wrong command ma'am for the wrong commands, then she started smiling. Oh man, and besides, Charlene and Shu Jia ma'am were really angry with all of us, saying stuff like, do you know only a few of you bothered to even straighten your legs, who went home to practise?, it doesn't mean that because we are very nice you can take our words for granted. Yeah, so I think that meant that we did REAL bad. Sigh... can't believe I wobbled while doing keblacan puseng, just couldn't control my balance. Anyway, being I/C was bad ok. And when I mean bad, I mean REally Realy bad. Like, I saw Xuewen reporting to angie ma'am, so I THOUGHT she didn't say all the neccessary stuff but just said good afternoon ma'am. Anyway, when it was my turn, I said GOOD MORNING ma'am!! argh.. so horrified. And I forgot to report. so xuewen asked me and I was terrified ok. I think Angie ma'am was plainly just trying to make things difficult, she was asking so many things on lynn, like why she didn't come, when will she come, is this what you call unity? you did not even inform her to bring her uniform. I mean, come on! I told Lynn on the first day when the notice on the uniform was pasted on the board and she went like, Really, oh no. I have not even washed it yet. And I reported to Jane ma'am when the sec ones weren't in diam, so she had to run after me and tell me that I was not supposed to report to her. Sigh.... such an idiot. and I got really nervous when reporting to the different ma'ams to start the lessons and Siew Jing ma'am had to keep on saying, ok calm down. Just hope that this is the last time I'll be I/C, if not, I surely will die.&lt;br /&gt; Before the NCOS dismissed us, we had to go around reporting, the I/Cs and then the fumigation smoke for the mosquitos reached us and everyone started panicking, saying that it was poisonous, but I walked through it once for a long time and I am still here. Ta da!! Anyway, they dismissed us early because the NCOs made such a fuss over the smoke and ran out of the canteen when they fumigated the canteen lor. Crystal told Mrs Mao that our bags were in the smoke and Mrs Mao told us to run in and get our bags. And Andrea ma'am made fun of us, saying ' sec ones, you treasure your bags more than your lives right? if this was an earth quake or tsunami, and you ran in to get your bags, you sure will die. It was not even our fault, Mrs Mao told us.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Mao was funny by the way. When we were getting ready at the amphitheatre, mrs mao came and chased us to the canteen, saying that those people who have not have lunch go and eat now. And I was looking at her with a funny look on my face and I said, But Mrs mao, we are used to it, every meeting we also don't eat lunch. so she went, from now on, I say eat lunch. hehe, funny right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111302236334421038?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111302236334421038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111302236334421038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111302236334421038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111302236334421038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/04/can-you-believe-it-two-of-tests-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111241970552681420</id><published>2005-04-02T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T13:28:25.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was so so messy!! The bus from school delayed the whole red cross unit so Sarah, Victoria, Sarah .T, Rachel and all those from 1PE in red cross, including me, we were rushing like mad to change into class t-shirt. Rachel didn't even managed to perform. My pom pom was like a broomstick cos I tied it up with rubber bands at home! Hehe. Angie ma'am didn't even realised our cheer was over such that when I went to report that my hair net was missing, she said, I don't think your cheer is going to be on now, and we all went, no, it's over already ma'am. Haha. Oh and remember to hand up your Red Cross form to me, by Tuesday. How can they expect the uniform not to be creased after like five hours in the stadium. Ridiculous lor. Reminders to Rachel: Pls bring the Total defence paper&lt;br /&gt;                         Sarah T: Bring whole Red Cross file and CD ok, plus form&lt;br /&gt;                         Deborah, Sarah. C, Victoria: Please hand up the form, dun get me into trouble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The milo truck didn't come, why?? Oh no, left my pom poms in the stadium!! Hope some one brought it back for me.. Sigh.. one thing, never win a class cheer again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111241970552681420?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111241970552681420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111241970552681420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111241970552681420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111241970552681420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/04/yesterday-was-so-so-messy-bus-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111207751921834893</id><published>2005-03-29T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T14:25:19.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah, I finally finished my camp report yesterday already! But I think it is too stupid to be sent to the email place where the NCOs will read it. Sigh... But still, life is great. I guess, hehe. Dunno if we are supposed to have marching today for red cross and of all the things, we must wear our red cross uniform to the stadium on Friday! So hot lor. Very nervous for sports day, what Sarah said really came true! We are supposed to perform the cheer on sports day, and we didn't even practice today. I'm gonna flunk it on Friday. Just had literature and chinese test today... for some reason, I feel that I have already failed both without even the need to look at my marks. Well, life goes on... that's my fave song!! Have IT today, dunno what was the teacher talking about in the past lesson, I mean, how can she get the ant not to move out of the box when mine goes straight and even starts turning when it reaches the line such that it spins itself out of the box in a straight line!! But, there's always blogging for me to do... Hope Joey and Yizhen sit next to me, we are the trouble makers in animation class cos we are the only ones who are constantly having trouble. It's not that we don't try, but more like we don't listen lor. Stupid right? Uh huh. Totaly agree with myself. Am I lame or what? Hope Anabelle does not find out who I am, if not, I am toast!! Man, how long is the teacher going to take to come here, eight more minutes, according to the computer. Well, might as well play some games! CYA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111207751921834893?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111207751921834893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111207751921834893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111207751921834893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111207751921834893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/03/yeah-i-finally-finished-my-camp-report.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111164875948750748</id><published>2005-03-24T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T15:19:19.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay, we won the spirit of the class competition!! But... we don't have to perform for sports day rite? We better not, scared I will mess up like yesterday. Sigh... klutz me. But then we started home ec today. A pity we did not start cooking. I can't wait to make pizza... but I am sure to burn down the kitchen or something, like I said, i am so klutzy. Wonder if I even have an angel for the angel and ward game in red cross. My angel has not even written one letter to me. I won't care even if it is just one word, hi. I mean, just knowing that some one picked my name is good enough rite? Maybe she does not care about playing this game. I left her a letter yesterday and she did not even take it, so I just took back the letter. I am fuming mad now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111164875948750748?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111164875948750748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111164875948750748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111164875948750748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111164875948750748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/03/yay-we-won-spirit-of-class-competition.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111156897367099748</id><published>2005-03-23T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T17:09:33.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so stupid!! Charmaine and I forgot to take off our shoes today for the spirit of the class competition.and I still went to stand on rachel and lydia even though I saw Charmaine uncertainly just kneeling on them. Oh stupid me. Anyway, who won?? Sarah.T said Yingyi had an sms saying that we won. Hope we did!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111156897367099748?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111156897367099748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111156897367099748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111156897367099748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111156897367099748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-feel-so-stupid-charmaine-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111147328897506270</id><published>2005-03-22T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T14:34:48.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man, what a bad day for me. Tell you one funny joke k? In the morning, Kelly lost her glasses, during heerleading, i broke my glasses! And when I mean cheerleading, it is um.. practising the dance for tomorrow/s class spirt thingy. Whateva. I am so scared, just now when we were practising, Michelle was the only one who remembered to cross her arms. The rest of us were just flinging our hands around with the pom poms swishing our faces. I dun even know why must we have pom poms, but I guess it will make our dance more special as Nicole and Lydia worked their magic on Ms Miranti. Feel like an idiot now. I mean, my glasses are hanging from my ear on one stick!!&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I wrote to my ward today, and I truly wonder if any body picked me as a ward, cos until now, I have not received one stinking letter and Rachel's already received a big fat packet of sweets from her angel. That is so good rite? Sigh.... when are you going to write to me? Angel boo... hoos....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111147328897506270?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111147328897506270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111147328897506270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111147328897506270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111147328897506270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/03/oh-man-what-bad-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111138302977971154</id><published>2005-03-21T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T13:30:29.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hiya, wow this is so scary man, I mean, I am blogging during school hours, during HIP programme! First thing to declare, Sarah, I didn't copy your blog!! I already set my eyes on this skin quite a long time ago, and then when the music stopped blaring from my girl skin., I conviniently changed it to this!! Hehe. So fun rite? Sigh.. Science is such a bore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111138302977971154?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111138302977971154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111138302977971154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111138302977971154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111138302977971154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/03/hiya-wow-this-is-so-scary-man-i-mean-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111113510297017717</id><published>2005-03-18T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T16:38:22.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Call me mad, but I am so missing red cross camp. Maybe it is because I am the oldest sibling and Gloria and Mun ching are like big sisters. Sigh.. but I just way miss it even though we did over two hundred pumpings and over fifty jumping jacks on Wednesday. On wed, Deborah did not bring her plate but brought an extra mug instead, and according to her, she did not realise until that morning that she brought an extra mug instead of a plate. And Gloria said that it was like saying you wore a shirt to school when you did not. And in the end, she hid the mug in the primary one's toilet, where all the washing cups are. When the NCOs were doing the bag check, Vivian mam found so many sweets in Deborah's bag and at the end of the checking, she said that Deborah was another food collector. And will you believe it? One of the NCOs found a dried pong pong from some one's bag. I think it is Gloria's cos when we were doing beach cleaning, she found a dried pong pong and said that it was so cool to play with it. Anyway, when we were doing jumping jacks, Deborah's hair tie flew to the ground and that tickled me alot cos she looked so funny!! Then, later, when we were doing some pumpings, Deborah was unwell. so the NCOS brought her away. after we were allowed to go to our various classes, Sharfwati went to claim her back but then Vivian ma'am told us to go together as a group, but then the ma'ams at the red cross room chased us back. When Deborah came back, she said she was confiscated by the ma'ams and no one came to claim her, then sudenly all of us came and it felt like royalty. So we had classes together with the Sec threes as they taught us bandaging. Until now, Deborah still cannot do the reef knot, and she was so funny, that I kept on laughing and this Sec three girl scolded me. Xuewen came over to help Deborah and I told her to tell Deborah the bad guy good guy story and she tried, but she gave up later as the story teller is Cara. When we were doing the ring pad, Deborah was complaining that her donut did not look nice. But then when we were doing the evac part, Gloria let me hold Deborah's legs and then she said thah I cannot carry her because even then, her legs were falling down. So Deborah tried carrying my head this time and I nearly went into concussion cos she was droppign me. Hehe.. so funny right??&lt;br /&gt;When it was the games part, the first quest we did was to get Hui Min's ma'am's socks which they called magical socks. Even though we had over twelve thousand, we were the bottom three group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, I went over to Trish's house and we did the CS project script before Sarah came voer and after Sarah came, we did the presentation. Soon, we went to Junction Eight to watch Spongebob square pants but the tickets were all sold out and I already bought the popcorn! But we just continued eating, and Sarah and Trish made their names. Later, we took neoprints and the first times was so funny because we were not ready and the camera stareted taking photos of us already. Then trish's mom fetched us back and we swam in Trish's pool.&lt;br /&gt;One last word, when is the next red cross camp??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111113510297017717?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111113510297017717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111113510297017717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111113510297017717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111113510297017717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/03/call-me-mad-but-i-am-so-missing-red.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111086492120805647</id><published>2005-03-15T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T13:35:21.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How can I fall sick today of all days? I want to go for rock climbing, give it a try, even though we did it in P5 camp already, but that wasn't really memorable, because I got stuck on the wall as my leg was not long enough to reach the rock. And besides, even though I complain bout all the push ups and all these stuff, Red Cross camp is quite fun lar... I guess. It was so funny for me when I lost and found my buddy four times and Sarah actually put her grape into the little finger hole in her glove. So clever. I tried, but I just squished the grape instead, I'm so stupid. Hope Charlene won't think that I am faking illness cos I told her I never wanna go to another red cross camp in my life. My fever's sort of subsided already, after I ate that stupid medicine my mom gave me and I am feeling MUCH better. But i still have to go to see doctor. And it would be so fun at fire drill, assuring the casualty. Mun ching tested me yesterday and I said that her head was stuck together with glue so it won't fall off. So funny! And it was so funny in the bus, when the NCOS started singing songs and doing the hand signals. So stupid ok! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;And we got locked in the classroom yesterday because it was fire drill and Siew Jing mam locked us in because none of us could hear that it was the fire drill whistle. Actually, all of us heard it but we thought that it was only for sec twos and threes as Pamela and Siew Jing mam did not tell us to go for fire drill.&lt;br /&gt;Hope Sarah is not going on holiday, cos we can't take neoprints then. Sigh, so much work, so little time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111086492120805647?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111086492120805647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111086492120805647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111086492120805647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111086492120805647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/03/how-can-i-fall-sick-today-of-all-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111080665155296567</id><published>2005-03-14T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T21:24:11.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never want to go to another Red cross camp in my life ok, it is so tiring. we had to do over a hundred push ups just because we did some stuff to our buddies and we were dragging our feet. And guess what is the buddy? a STUPID green grape lor. I lost the first one during beach cleaning, man that thing can blend really well with the grass. Then the NCOs gave me five grapes, then it became ten just because I left the stupid grapes in the class. So dumb ok, and then everything is A SENSE OF URGENCY. what the heck. go everywhere must run, if not they will scold us. Eat and drink must ask for permission and chant this thing. I really hate this. if i get a muscle pull, i am not going to school tomorrow, I think that I am gonna fall sickk. Today, my arms were both trembling and shivering just from lifting up the stupid cok bottle and those damn ziploc bags and the push ups and the waiting for the NCOs to say we can recover. I really wanted to just fall down ok. Can't take it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111080665155296567?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111080665155296567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111080665155296567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111080665155296567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111080665155296567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-never-want-to-go-to-another-red.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111054814637450322</id><published>2005-03-11T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T21:35:46.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah, my arms are so aching! Stephanie Mam punished all of us, mainly because some people were dragging their feet. This was what she said ' Do you know that your dragging is horrible? That has accumulated you two hundred push ups, but I don't think you will be able to do that. Fifty push ups and fifty jumping jacks and that is already very leinient to you.' and she made all of us get down on our knees and Angie Mam kept making us start from zero again.. so we did more than twenty nine or something. by the time we did the push ups from zero the second time, my arms were actually trembling and the sweat was dripping so horrendously.&lt;br /&gt;And before that, we had physical training also!! Even worse, before that, we had home economics and my lady bug looks horrid! Besides, how do you count one square?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111054814637450322?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111054814637450322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111054814637450322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111054814637450322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111054814637450322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/03/woah-my-arms-are-so-aching-stephanie.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111044441603787462</id><published>2005-03-10T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T16:46:56.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG, feeling so embarassed. During chinese, Kelly was the first one in our group who went up and started reading, and she was so funny but everyone of us managed to control our laughter, until I finally cracked and started bursting out loud. Then I pretended to cough and it was so stupid lor. Then it was Yingyi's turn and I didn't mean to laugh after that incident with Kelly but she was very funny..... And again, everyone started looking at me, so I felt like dying lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111044441603787462?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111044441603787462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111044441603787462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111044441603787462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111044441603787462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/03/omg-feeling-so-embarassed.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111029030216278792</id><published>2005-03-08T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T21:58:22.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was so bad. I got back my maths test and i only got seventeen ok. That's so bad for me...... Anyway, keeping this short, Michelle, we are not angry with you. Like Trish said, we are giving you time to think over. We really want you to be our friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111029030216278792?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111029030216278792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111029030216278792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111029030216278792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111029030216278792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/03/today-was-so-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-111018344984930120</id><published>2005-03-07T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T16:17:29.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, so now i will continue my story of going to malacca!! On the third day, we went to the portuguese settlement and then on the bus, Sarah kept calling Trish and Michelle "guai gia", good students, so i said that they were "pai gia" cos they sneaked over to our room on Thursday night.. Then Trish got upset, so we stopped joking. ANyway, we went to the wet market and it was so interesting!! I bought this kueh bulu that was so big and back in Singapore, when I tried it, it was really crispy. I also bought this really nice bag that is light pink and has smiley faces and some sorta pictures on it. Anyway, I spent so much money in just that three days. I think I squandered away all hundred and fifty sing dollars. Shopaholic!! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Feel so guilty in my heart now.... For two reasons, in Malacca, i should not have stayed at the first shop near Christ Church, if I had just gone down the row of shops, I would have bought the crochet bag that I've been hunting high and low for.  Sighh... I should not have distanced myself from Michelle, I feel so guilty. When I was low, both Trish and Michelle kept trying to ask me to go with them. But now, &lt;em&gt;nearly&lt;/em&gt; all three of us are ignoring her now. I dunno for what reason, but we are always whispering around her. Michelle, if you won't get mad at me for stating your bad points, tell me k? I will write it all out to you in your next letter.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one more thing, for those of you, ( Not trying to be nerdy) if you have an account in Neopets, please join Guild GBPrO, my bro's guild. Just trying to help me. Thanks anyway!! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-111018344984930120?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/111018344984930120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=111018344984930120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111018344984930120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/111018344984930120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/03/hi-so-now-i-will-continue-my-story-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110994398269923063</id><published>2005-03-04T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T21:46:22.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's see, I've spent three days in malacca, so I think I will break down the journey into three parts!&lt;br /&gt;The first day was like ok lah, the bus ride from SCGS all the way to the Bee farm made my butt hurt so much. THe lady at the bee farm was talking so fast and that by the time I went to the first showcase, she already was like at the fifth showcase ok! The MITC was so boring lor, I mean, why do we even need to know how much all the rates for renting out board rooms and all these stuff for? Hehe, Tan Kim Hock was rather interesting, but I liked the hotel the best. Throughout the whole stay, Trish and Michelle got locked out of their room like more than four times. So sarah and I got really scared bout getting locked out. at night, after lights out, Sarah and I snuck out of our room to go to Trish's room and I was like so scared so we went back extra early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, going to the Kampung Indah and colouring my very own batik was so fun! But I accidentally forgot to colour one part of the flower. Hehe. Blah blah blah. At night, trish and michelle went back to their room so early, but Sarah and I could not sleep so at midnight, we actually went to make instant noodles. The funniest part was that we did not reboil the water, so the noodles went like realli hard, and we had to reboil the water again so that made the soup base diluted. Later, Sarah kaypoh and wanted to see if Laura and the rest were partying so she called them and Laura invited us over. We went there at bout twelve thirty or something. So funny, Sarah, Patricia and Li Yee were like scared of ghosts and Laura got mad that none of them wanted to sleep in her room. Later, Li Yee switched her cd player to the highest vol and I put the headset over my  ear. And guess what? They said I had abnormal ears just because I could hear them through the music and that the music was like blaring from the head set! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110994398269923063?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110994398269923063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110994398269923063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110994398269923063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110994398269923063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/03/lets-see-ive-spent-three-days-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110966111137400509</id><published>2005-03-01T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T15:11:51.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BUsy Busy busy... Gotta write letters to Laura, Sarah and Mich. Trish, you still owe me a letter! ^_^ Going to malacca tomorrow... whee, so fast rite? I think that this big money spender in front of the com now will spend all the money away before we even spend two days in malacca! Guess who I'm talking bout? Rite, moi. So happy Ms Tan said that we could bring sling bags, imagine hugging your haversack in front of you. Gotta stock up on loads of instant noodles etc, sure I  can't eat anything in malacca, cept for chicken rice.. you got it. This girl here is a weirdo. But I think I already am a weirdo, for liking pink, eating ice cream when it has turned watery and doing everything normal people won't do. Well, guess Trish, Sar and Mich will improve on their running. I mean, it's like they are obsessed with running, specially for Mich, she runs in the morning durin assembly and during recess. But no matter how much I see them run, I will never like running. Who was the person who was so bored and free that he went to design some stupid thing like Napfa, sports day and all the sports thing in the world. Are these people really that bored? Guess I am the real weirdo at the end of the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110966111137400509?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110966111137400509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110966111137400509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110966111137400509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110966111137400509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/03/busy-busy-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110960199720317914</id><published>2005-02-28T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T22:46:37.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was so embarrassing! There was this notice on the red cross board that said that the sec twos and sec ones should all try to attend the red cross first aid lesson, so I told sarah tan and we both agreed to go. Guess what, we were the only ones there! Well, there was this sec two girl, but she left like ten minutes later. But I guess it was fun and informative. I learned how to do the ring pad and the reef knot. My ring pad was like so tiny but sort of hard, and the sec threes praised my ring pad and Grace even asked me if I had attended first aid lessons before. Obviously, I have not, though if you count learning how to apply antiseptic on my wounds and lessons that I taught myself on how to escape my mom's eyes and fake it that I have applied antiseptic on myself when I have not. Hehe, such an idiot I am. Sigh, can't wait for malacca trip! My mom just exchanged the notes for me and they all had these long shiny stripes down them and most of it were for fifty and ten dollars. Bringing a sling bag instead of a haversack. Dunno whether I will be scolded by Mrs kee but a sling bag just makes more sense than a haver sack. I mean, it will be so easy for people to steal things from you if your bag is behind and you do not have eyes looking at it. With a sling bag, you can at east like put your hand over it or smth.&lt;br /&gt;So exhilarated, mainly over two things, the malacca trip, which I've already stated and the fact that I improved greatly in my ten rounds race! The first time I ran it, Sarah and I both stopped at the same time. Now, I improved to twelve minutes and thirty or thirteen seconds, that's like one minute improvement ok! And guess what, Sarah was the best of the whole class ok! But Denyse beat her. Dunno will Denyse still be first if Tessa or Eunice were here. Their speeds were really good. According to what I remembered, during sports day, Tessa and Eunice always represented yellow team in the different races, and I thnk they always won, even though I am not that sure. Hands sore from typing. Such an Idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110960199720317914?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110960199720317914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110960199720317914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110960199720317914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110960199720317914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/today-was-so-embarrassing-there-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110948104546262705</id><published>2005-02-27T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T13:10:45.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm so excited!! Two more days and we will be in the bus to malacca! My mom brought me to this luggage store yesterday and bought the smallest trolley bag, sigh... guess I will be the only one bringing a trolley bag. I mean, both trish and sarah are bringing just ordinary bags. But one good thing bout my trolley,it is expandable! Good idea for a shopaholic like me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110948104546262705?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110948104546262705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110948104546262705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110948104546262705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110948104546262705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-so-excited-two-more-days-and-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110933053162298589</id><published>2005-02-25T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T19:22:11.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hihi.. Feet aching away. What a horrid day. Despite having ran ten rounds yesterdday, my legs were not aching today. Sigh.. that is where it all started. I forgot to bring the money to pay Ms Koh for the IT shirt so I decided to pay her today. Then, during break, I found out that I had forgotten to pack my PE shorts! So I ran all the way to the third level with Li wei to see Mrs Tan and ask her if the staff room had spare PE shorts for me to borrow. Mrs Tan told me that I have to go to the general office and check. So during recess, I ran all the way there. And guess what? The woman behind the desk said that she was not allowed to lend me the shorts with that reason. So anyway, dispirited, I made my way to the third floor, with two great reasons, to hand the money to Ms Koh and to tell Mrs Mao that I had forgotten to bring my shorts. The worse thing was, Ms Koh was not there and mrs mao was not at her desk so I called this number and it was busy! Later when I saw Ms Koh, at the third floor, I asked her if i should give her the money now and she said that there was no need to unless the comittee asked it from me. so i called mrs mao again and this teacher said that mrs mao was eating her lunch. at the canteen, after buying my lunch cum reccess, Rachel lent me a pair of shorts! My life saver. But red cross was horrid, we had to stand in the sun for like so long and there was this lesson that was all bout first aid etc. And during this march holidays, we have to go back to school, for beach cleaning and rock climbing. What is the world coming to? I mean holidays are meant for teachers and students alike to rest, not to get them to go back to school. But my parents are planning for a march trip so, maybe I may not go after all. And the musical chairs was great, just that I got so hot and sweaty. SIgh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110933053162298589?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110933053162298589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110933053162298589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110933053162298589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110933053162298589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/hihi.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110923716612481638</id><published>2005-02-24T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T17:26:06.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was so funny. Sarah had devised this letter programme and all of us were supposed to write letters to somebody. Of course, I mainly wrote the letters during boring lessons like Chinese or maths. **Yawn** That was why i was grinning so hard when Mrs Tan gave us that very informative "talk" on how to write letters and prevent the teacher from catching you. Thank you Mrs Tan!! Hehe. Sigh... Red cross is so troublesome.. Why do we need a one point five litre coke bottle for? What's more. Jeanette took away one of my spect hooks last week and have not returned it to me yet. and at the start of the meeting, this senior took away my coke bottle and now they are expecting me to buy another one, but they will bring me one bottle tomorrow. Sigh.... Why am I so bad in all of my CCAs?? Until now, I've not paid for my uniform etc yet. SO troublesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110923716612481638?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110923716612481638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110923716612481638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110923716612481638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110923716612481638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/today-was-so-funny_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110907558080819499</id><published>2005-02-22T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T14:30:39.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't wait for malacca trip. Mom is way too anxious by the way. Sigh.. dunno what to pack too. What a ditz i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110907558080819499?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110907558080819499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110907558080819499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110907558080819499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110907558080819499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/cant-wait-for-malacca-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110887687989771391</id><published>2005-02-20T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T13:21:19.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The red cross orientation was so messy! The sec fours actually smeared colgate on our necks, squeezed it on our heads and they squished watermelon down our shirts, inside our shirts. One of the sec fours kept picking on me and victoria. She poured flour on us then Victoria and I kept helping each other dust it off. Then she would pour it on us again and this time, she poured cold water on us too! So it made our hair really stiff and disgusting. At the end, we actually had to take our toothbrushes and rags to clean up the place. Nice orientation... cleaning up the courtyard. But I guess it was fun, and I will have my day too when I am in sec four, hehe. Hope you guys like my blogskin, funny taste I have, none of the tag box colours match with my blogskin. What a weirdo I am..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110887687989771391?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110887687989771391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110887687989771391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110887687989771391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110887687989771391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/red-cross-orientation-was-so-messy-sec.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110855304659979676</id><published>2005-02-16T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T19:24:06.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's effective learning skills was so fun! I actually learned that I was a auditory or something. That means that when some one wants to teach me or let me do something, they have to explain it to me first, then demonstrate it out. After which I will be able to do it. I am in AVK, one of the six groups. That means that I am easily distracted, grow up to be good lawyers, etc. Sort of things like that lah... I tap into my right brain the most but then, my left brain's marks is just one more mark less then my right's brain, so that means that I am able to tap into both of my brains, cool rite? Another cool fact, after you have revised your work six times, first in school, second twenty four hours later, third twenty four hours, fourth three days later, fifth three weeks later and last of all, five months later! After that six months, you no longer have to revise for that piece of work! And do you know that the right brain is colour blind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110855304659979676?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110855304659979676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110855304659979676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110855304659979676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110855304659979676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/todays-effective-learning-skills-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110855251687754886</id><published>2005-02-16T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T19:15:16.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so mad! I am fuming with anger. My mom actually thinks I am a dumbo. I just told her that I needed her help with cube roots and square roots cos I don't really understand what Mrs Lee is talking about and she actually said ' so easy!' I just got so mad at her that I retorted back, ' It may be simple to you but I just learned it ok. You are not that good. I don't even want you to teach me, I can learn myself!' I just feel like stepping on something till it is ruined and looks even worse than ashes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110855251687754886?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110855251687754886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110855251687754886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110855251687754886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110855251687754886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-am-so-mad-i-am-fuming-with-anger.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110847429502483186</id><published>2005-02-15T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T21:31:35.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT was like so boring today lor... Went to see what robotics and animation is bout. Wanted to do video editing and animation intially.. But then, we can change the programme we want to do each year. Actually, animation was my first choice but then due to peer pressure from Joey, Kelly and Mongyi, who all in the end chose robotics, I decided to change my mind. I mean, at least I will have three friends there instead of none. Haizzz, the funniest part bout today was when we went to the IT room to see the IT thingy. We were supposed to build the tallest tower, imaginary or not, that is able to withstand a man made earth quake. Our group's tower was the funniest of all! Guess what it was made up of? Rite, legos but then our tower had a big hole in the middle and only a thin frame of lego round it and it could'n even stand! I was the one who brought it to the middle table and in the midst of it, one piece of lego dropped out and everyone started laughing. Then, when I put it on the table, it could not even stand. Actually, throughtout the whole time when I was bringing the tower to the table, the whole room was laughing and guess what Mongyi said the name was? A bulldozed tower that was run over by a bull dozer! How lame is that? That is like super lame but I guess it fitted the tower perfectly, since it won't even do the courtesy of standing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110847429502483186?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110847429502483186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110847429502483186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110847429502483186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110847429502483186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/it-was-like-so-boring-today-lor.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110838963040404511</id><published>2005-02-14T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T22:00:30.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So spaced out now, think I am going dumber and dumber by the second. We ran two kilometres today and it took me thirteen minutes, going at this rate, if I were to run for the two. four kilometres for NAPFA, I am so going to fail lor. Anyway, now with my legs nearly aching by the second, the only thing I can do is to type!! Today was so funny, I had to see MS koh during recess and then run all the way to gallery one to practice for chinese talentime. So stupid, the song was like monotoneless. Actually, I wanted to tell Gladys that my cousin had obtained The Champion vcds and would gladly lend it to me.. That way, we can copy down the lyrics and I am so sure that everybody will know how to sing that popular song rite? But before recess, rachel two had distributed some red heart papers for us to write our valentines on it. Well anyway, the weirdest thing was that Sarah, Michelle, Trish and I all wrote our valentines to the other three. But that is nothing to joke about since we are all great friends. We didn't know where to stick it during recess time, so do you know where we put it? We propped all four hearts firmly on a bush outside one of the CCA rooms and left it there. When Trish went to check on it after her netball recreational,  and guess what, there was only two left! That was like better than what I had expected, I thought that all of the hearts would be blown away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110838963040404511?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110838963040404511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110838963040404511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110838963040404511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110838963040404511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-spaced-out-now-think-i-am-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110821867189600434</id><published>2005-02-12T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T22:31:11.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally getting to take a neoprint with sarah, mich and trish! ( They call me pea pear pearl, letters from my name) We are going this thursday to coronation where Michelle says there is a neoprint machine. Dunno bout that, I always went to Coronation with Audrey last year and never saw a machine but it may have been installed lately and starting from this year, no one wanted to go out with me. So happy that finally I can go out with my friends! Joan is in another class, Audrey in another school and even if she was here, her mom won't allow her cos she got very bad grades... Meredeith is in the second top class, so I would feel so inferior to her... sigh... no one from 6G to go out with me. But luckily, Sarah, Trish and Michelle are there for me!&lt;br /&gt;Hope I do not fall ill and miss thursday and malacca trip.  Went to clinic today cos of my bro and there was this boy who had chicken pox which were drying and that is like the stage whereby the virus will spread and my parents actually didn't go to a different clinic, how pissed I was. They already dragged me out of the house cos I was too tired today after watching a scary ghost show which made me scared of dark places which ended at three in the morning. Wished I never watched it, now I can't sleep on my own and I am way scared to go to dark corners etc.. I am such a loser.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I wish that I will not get chicken pox and miss the malacca trip. Due to the fact that I caught the sick virus from my mom, I could not go out with Audrey twice cos we postponed our meeting to the next day in hope of me getting well but I still was running a low fever and my mom won't let me go out... I just knew something would happen everytime I am to go out with a friend.. Hope it won't be like this this week... Better not get fever within the first week as this is the first stage of chicken pox and I so do not want to get chicken pox, it is wayrrrrr itchy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110821867189600434?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110821867189600434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110821867189600434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110821867189600434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110821867189600434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/finally-getting-to-take-neoprint-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110814225772205834</id><published>2005-02-12T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T01:17:37.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was so funny. I wore a red shirt, sort of, and a starry skirt to school. There was like silk pants underneath and it was so uncomfortable!! Trish wore a qi pao and she was like the only one in the whole secondary school to wear a qipao!! Mich wore a qi pao top and long pants and Sarah just wore the normal school uniform. The funniest part was that she had taken about an hour to persuade Trish to wear a qipao to match her and in the end, Sarah decided not to wear the qipao!! During home ec, the teacher was Mrs Seng, dunno why people were laughing when we greeted her. She talk so fast ok! She gave us one set of instructions and in like about ten minutes dished up the second set already, so we are like all struggling to catch up. Sarah and I were so pathetic. We had to keep on asking Gladys to help us, and in the end, she called herself Gladys the Great. Anyway, we got stuck on the sewing machine because the thread got stuck etc. and Gladys always managed to fix it somehow.. You know, I think Sarah and I are going blind. We take so long just to thread one thread. When Gladys was helping us gic the machine, I got bored, so I started snipping the edge of my pin cushion off and in the end, it looked bald. I decided to make it more colourful, so I drew my initials with a pink tailor's chalk. Even though it was not mine. But it won't stay... hehe, so Sarah cut an E in it. but it looked more like straight lines in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110814225772205834?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110814225772205834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110814225772205834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110814225772205834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110814225772205834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/today-was-so-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110804848817155305</id><published>2005-02-10T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T23:14:48.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waah! I lurve Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>Collected so much money during these few days that I can bury myself in it! Whee! Nah, just kidding, I did collect tons of money but not enough yet to bury myself in it! Haha. I learned how to play a song on the piano today after bout a fifty to hundred practices! My aunt said I had tons of talent to play the piano cos I do not go for piano lessons and the only time I learned one part of the song was last year, and it was sort of only two lines or something like that. But the song was really nice though.... So embarrased now, cos it is the first time I talk to this girl in my school and she is my friend in like one million years and now, I have to thicken my face and talk to her, cos I have to ask her if there is red cross tomorrow. And, the worst thing is, she isn't even replying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110804848817155305?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110804848817155305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110804848817155305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110804848817155305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110804848817155305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/waah-i-lurve-chinese-new-year.html' title='Waah! I lurve Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110783982795162881</id><published>2005-02-08T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T13:17:07.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice cream....</title><content type='html'>I wanna eat ice cream, today's weather is so hot that the car was like iron held over a fire and even though the air conditioner was at the highest temperature, the car still was so hot. But school ended at ten today. So happy. The concert was great, but there were some pretty bad facts bout it as well. The mcs for one were speaking in chinese, meaning that I hardly understood anything. Then there was this lone girl who came on stage to play a violin or something. That was cool. But then came the chinese dance girls maybe ballet girls or something and these two sec four girls. Could not understand what the sec four girls were talking about, one thing I understood though, they were only talking bout chickens! The dance was bad, they were doing this old fashioned dance with green fans and those clothes were weird. Anyway, these five girls came on stage to recite poems and I can bet you a mil dollars, no one understood them. The red cross dance and the indian dance with the girls singing Sun Yanzi's indian song was pretty amazing and great. I especially loved the song that the red cross team used to dance with. I am not being baised just because I am in red cross, but you can't admit that the music was pretty catchy. &lt;br /&gt;We gave Mrs Tan the card today, even though I did not go with Michelle, Trish and Sarah to give to her. I had added a good wishing that Trish had asked me to write below the Dear Mrs Tan. Then I had a sudden inspiration and had cut out four girls from the So Girly! 3M scotchtape. I stuck them on and left a space to write our names below each girl. I also wrote a ps. may you be our teacher for ever. In school, Michelle chose the brown head, I chose the blond and Trish and Sarah were stuck with the remaining one brown and blond head. Trish wrote our names under each doll and then we all signed our names. At the corner, we purposely signed our names all over the place, meaning that some of the signatures were upside down. But still, it did look pretty good. At the back, according to Trish's instructions, I wrote: ..... It's plain but it's the thoughts that count.... rite? Trish wrote 'you are very pretty'. Now that part is true, but as a joke, she wrote at the bottom, ' Flattery will get you anywhere'. When Trish came to school, it turned out that Michelle had forgotten to bring an orange so we only had one orange to give to Mrs Tan. But luckily, we begged an orange from Rachel, who had a bagful of oranges.&lt;br /&gt;Then  after school, my parents brought me to Turf city. Turned out that the middle of the store had turned into a Turf City super store and it was closed. So we were made to walk a big round to reach the other end of the store. Anyway, after the store was opened, I bought this really cool shirt that was yellow and look like I was wearing a long sleeved shirt inside. In Giant, I bought a fruit fusion conditioner which smelled great. Haizz, desperately need ice cream. Help!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110783982795162881?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110783982795162881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110783982795162881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110783982795162881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110783982795162881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/ice-cream.html' title='Ice cream....'/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110777014829343200</id><published>2005-02-07T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T17:55:48.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I am going crazy. Today in school when we were getting ready to go up to the third floor for chinese, I kept on hearing the sound that the computer makes when somebody msn you. One more other factor that makes me think I am going crazy, that is, I am not happy bout chinese new year, even though it means getting more hongbaos. I guess I should be happy, because on the second day of Chinese I am going to use temporary spray hair dye on my hair with all of my cousins. But all that stuff makes it go dry and taut, haizz. One more bad thing bout today, I forgot to bring back my english jotter book. But never mind, I will just go back to the class room tomorrow. Hope Kelly comes back to class tomorrow, she will be missing a fabulous Chinese New Year Concert. And we have tons of work to do. Not sure if there is IT CCA tomorrow as well. So sian lah. Don't really know what to write too. Anyway, Trish, Michelle, Sarah and I are planning to make a Chinese New Year card for Mrs Tan. ( I hope she remains my teacher 4-eva!!) Anyway, we stuck this monkey (girl, duh!) at the front of the card. Then inside, we glued this picture of a celestial girl, actually it was with a boy, but we used the boy as the back. The coolest thing was that there were actually tiny red hongbaos stuck on the back. So, the four of us wrote our wishes to Mrs Tan on this really cool origami paper that was divided into four pieces cos the paper was divided into two colors, red and pink. Anway, I wrote, signed by Paws and Print , Pearlyn at the bottom of my wishes. I even drew a print of a puppy's paw. Aww.... After we wrote our wishes and folded it into really tiny squares and stuffed it into the hongbaos. Two into one cos there were two hongbaos. Trish glued the flaps down and Michelle chided her because of that, for fear that Mrs Tan would give up trying to open the hongbaos because it was glued on tightly. But in the end, Trish still glued down both flaps. Hope Mrs Tan will like the card! ^_^ Oh, big reminder for Trish and Sarah, remember to bring the oranges!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110777014829343200?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110777014829343200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110777014829343200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110777014829343200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110777014829343200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-think-i-am-going-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110768461650660355</id><published>2005-02-06T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T18:10:16.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So sian ah</title><content type='html'>First of all, I am going to wear a skirt on Friday and I hate skirts. I just find them so difficult to wear. But luckily there are shorts under that skirt. And it is not my fault that we cannot wear jeans, shorts, bermudas. Haizz, worst of all, none of my tops go with the skirt. So happy, finally managed to put in my tag box, since it was always action cancelled there. Dun realli want wednesday to come. we are going to visit our paternal side relatives, and mainly, I do not know them at all. All I am going to do there is sit down, eat, take hongbaos and keep on smiling to hide my confused face because there are going to be tons of unkown relatives asking me why haven't I grown taller, or am I in primary three now. So sian lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110768461650660355?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110768461650660355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110768461650660355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110768461650660355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110768461650660355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-sian-ah.html' title='So sian ah'/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110761624150001888</id><published>2005-02-05T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T23:10:41.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was actually supposed to be the best day of my life. First, I bought a new waterbottle, some really nice scotchtape and there is Lavender and My fair princess today. But the stupid recorder could not record both shows. Well, it did record a bit of Lavender, but that only gave me false hope. We had our reunion dinner with my maternal side relatives too. So today was supposed to be a great day. But, I thought the scotchtapes went missing when it did not, and I can't look forward to watching Lavender or My fair princess three now. Just hope Mrs Tan says that she can help me order a 2small for my  class t-shirt. If not, I will look like I am swimming in my shirt if it is too big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110761624150001888?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110761624150001888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110761624150001888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110761624150001888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110761624150001888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/today-was-actually-supposed-to-be-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110751837647855495</id><published>2005-02-04T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T19:59:36.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great day at school on Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I know that wednesday was like two days ago, but Peerleading session really was fun! Our peerleaders gave us things to blindfold ourselves and only one girl in the group besides the peerleader can don't wear the blindfolds. She was the leader and had to lead us all around. Ok, my sense of direction is really horrid, so I could not really go in the directions she wanted us to go in. And besides, I was scared that I would fall or trip. Guess everyone was as well, you can hear them calling out the leader's name and asking which direction to go. I nearly banged into several walls but lucky for me, Yihui was there to keep me on track and sometimes steered me towards the group when I was lagging behind or when I was nearly hitting the pillar. We had to two tasks, one was to flush the toilet, the other was to reach the classroom. But Denyse was the one to flush the toilet. Before that, we played broken telephone. When the message reached me, I remember it was Jumping Jellybean, something, soemthing. But when it reached the person next to Trish, Trish siad it was Jumping Jellybean likes to eat dimsum. Haha, so funny. Then we were seperated into two groups and we were to compete against each other in broken telephone. Luckily for both groups, the message that passed down was correct and we had a tie, cos the answer was correct.&lt;br /&gt;Well, today's red cross meeting was quite fun. We tried on the standard size uniforms, shoes and brains. Total, the whole thing costs about fifty plus and we have to wear it for the next four years! Does this mean they expect us not to grow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110751837647855495?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110751837647855495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110751837647855495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110751837647855495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110751837647855495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/great-day-at-school-on-wednesday.html' title='Great day at school on Wednesday!'/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110742142906026286</id><published>2005-02-03T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T17:03:49.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Today was a way lucky and a bit bad day for me. First the bad things. There isn't really many bad things really. On the contrary, there was many good things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Bad things: Can't take photography in IT cos it clashes with Red Cross on Fridays. And, there was PE today. We had to do this human wheel barrow thing and the thing is, I can't lift Sarah up! So in the end, I ended up being the wheelbarrow for the whole game. Then we had to piggyback our partners. I partnered with Trish cos Sarah and Michelle agreed to change partners. And THAT was the worst part. Know why? Cos only Trish could carry me. I can't carry her! The minute her weight was on my back, I stumbled forth a few steps, then the both of us dropped to the ground. Luckily Trish was not injured. The both of us climbed to our knees and cheated by running all the way to the finish line and back. Turns out it was the same for Sarah and Michelle too. Michelle could not lift Sarah up and so they cheated like us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Good things: Mrs Tan did not scold us for not bringing our health booklets. We had Home Ec today and we learnt how to SEW with the SEWING MACHINE. Though my stitches weren't very nice....Tomorrow is the day when we start acting our play, and I can't wait. I am sure it is going to be a success cos it is so funny we can't stop laughing ourselves! Remembered to pass the gifts to Gwendolin who is goin to pass it to Audrey. And, school ended at 1:40 today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110742142906026286?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110742142906026286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110742142906026286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110742142906026286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110742142906026286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/today-was-way-lucky-and-bit-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110733653395413207</id><published>2005-02-02T17:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T17:28:53.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haizz</title><content type='html'>Today was just plain stupid. Maybe it was yesterday, but I think I did really bad in my maths and worst of all? I think I failed my geography and science. I mean, how are they supposed to ask us to identify continents, oceans, countries on the pictures which were taken from views all over  in space. That is just plain ridicule. And, by the way, just got Mrs Tan's add. Really scared, tomorrow got P.E.  Scared Mrs Bowness make us run again. My legs are like so aching that I can't even run fast. The point was that, today, when running to the canteen to grab some food just before class, my leg muscles were like screaming for help cos I was running fast at that time. Ai yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110733653395413207?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110733653395413207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110733653395413207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110733653395413207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110733653395413207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/haizz_02.html' title='Haizz'/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110733633023512465</id><published>2005-02-02T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T17:25:30.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haizz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110733633023512465?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110733633023512465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110733633023512465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110733633023512465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110733633023512465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/02/haizz.html' title='Haizz'/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110691614637867204</id><published>2005-01-28T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T20:42:26.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Bad World</title><content type='html'>Ever heard of the song, it's a big big world? I know it does not have anything to do with a good world, but today was just plain bad, boring and stupid for me. First of all, I went to school and found out that it was not neccessary for us to wear a skirt over our bermudas or shorts. So I took off my skirt and it felt like stripping in the courtyard. Anyway, the leadership training programme was like so boring and to top if off?  I got scolded by a teacher. You know for what? For eating in the lecture theater! I did not even know that was not allowed. ANyway, I brought Sarah along into the hot soup, accidentally cos I offered her the biscuit as well. Luckily, Trish and Michelle were not caught! Sorry bout that Sarah. Oh and I found out her name is Ms Seah Ser Hui or sth. But the best part of the programme was me, Sarah, Michelle and Trish passing notes secretly! Gtg, bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110691614637867204?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110691614637867204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110691614637867204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110691614637867204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110691614637867204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/01/bad-bad-world.html' title='Bad Bad World'/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110680751560072680</id><published>2005-01-27T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T17:04:40.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>catch a falling star</title><content type='html'>Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket, never let it fade away. Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket, save it for a rainy day.&lt;br /&gt;Life today, is way boring. There is nothing nice in school, ok, probably one nice thing is the fact that I know who I am rooming with for the malacca trip. And guess who my roomie is? Yup, my great friend, Sarah Chia!! Michelle, Trish, Sarah and I both agreed on taking rooms right next to each other. Won't it be cool? Sneaking over for a midnite party and trashing the hotel room. But i probably will enjoy the shopping part most!&lt;br /&gt;But however, Mrs Tan won't be able to go! What a pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110680751560072680?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110680751560072680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110680751560072680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110680751560072680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110680751560072680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/01/catch-falling-star.html' title='catch a falling star'/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110673678220177580</id><published>2005-01-26T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T18:55:42.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why must this be like Audrey and Me?</title><content type='html'>Feel like the two bears are practically like Audrey and me. haha! never managing to find each other ever since we went to two different schools. The hiding one would definitely be Audrey. Her mother does not allow her to go out, so everytime, this poor bear, me, would try to find her, but never manage to find her in the end. And the only one picture we took together? I sent it to a magazine to publish, but till now, it has not returned it to me! Arrgh, *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110673678220177580?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110673678220177580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110673678220177580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110673678220177580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110673678220177580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/01/why-must-this-be-like-audrey-and-me.html' title='Why must this be like Audrey and Me?'/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10409719.post-110673379879522693</id><published>2005-01-26T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T18:03:18.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birth of Sparkle Snow</title><content type='html'>Hey there, sparkle snow is born for the first time, or shimmer snow! Haha, today was great, just that we had both Mrs Kee and Mrs Lee which was pretty much torture, as none of us noes what Mrs Lee is talking bout and she is lobster face! As for Mrs Kee, well, it is pretty much that she is strict. Gtg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10409719-110673379879522693?l=sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/feeds/110673379879522693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10409719&amp;postID=110673379879522693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110673379879522693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10409719/posts/default/110673379879522693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklesnow4sparkleday.blogspot.com/2005/01/birth-of-sparkle-snow.html' title='Birth of Sparkle Snow'/><author><name>Shimmer* Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08015746995828830298</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
