<?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-29812075</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:58:16.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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>582</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-1209905956642920517</id><published>2012-02-03T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T01:30:25.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>February please be a baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPUoEM087W4/TyrH7mwQokI/AAAAAAAAEWc/GAtDa_xtb9M/s1600/tumblr_lv6p8eFh361r4i80bo1_400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPUoEM087W4/TyrH7mwQokI/AAAAAAAAEWc/GAtDa_xtb9M/s320/tumblr_lv6p8eFh361r4i80bo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704591704847327810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPUoEM087W4/TyrH7mwQokI/AAAAAAAAEWc/GAtDa_xtb9M/s1600/tumblr_lv6p8eFh361r4i80bo1_400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had a really really great start to February despite being way too tired for everything else! So hopefully this carries on because January was filled with way too much thoughts. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just last week of school and less than  a month to the holidays. Looking forward to the camp everyone's slogging hard for as well as quality time spent with the family &amp;amp; friends. Its so scary to grow older, with friends moving on to different phases of their life, and its just so important to just keep moving forward, but always remember where you come from. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things will just get better, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-1209905956642920517?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1209905956642920517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29812075&amp;postID=1209905956642920517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/1209905956642920517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/1209905956642920517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-please-be-baby.html' title='February please be a baby'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPUoEM087W4/TyrH7mwQokI/AAAAAAAAEWc/GAtDa_xtb9M/s72-c/tumblr_lv6p8eFh361r4i80bo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-3856268690023215783</id><published>2012-01-28T12:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T12:20:06.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing really old.</title><content type='html'>Its scary how much things have changed within just a few years, moving on to studying in Ngee Ann, and having to move on from it. One thing I'll never regret is choosing NP because I've met so many awesome people and its really one of the best memories made here. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having to move on soon enough, tho is slightly more than a year away, I know I cannot escape from the reality of having to plan for my future. It gets so scary that I don't know what I'm doing and I don't know what I'm gonna do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it feels like I'm really growing so old. :S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where has all the simple things go to? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-3856268690023215783?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3856268690023215783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29812075&amp;postID=3856268690023215783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3856268690023215783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3856268690023215783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2012/01/growing-really-old.html' title='Growing really old.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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-29812075.post-4409446066801683995</id><published>2012-01-22T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T22:34:55.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've had enough of words,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it builds you up and tears you down in just an instant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-4409446066801683995?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4409446066801683995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29812075&amp;postID=4409446066801683995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4409446066801683995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4409446066801683995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2012/01/ive-had-enough-of-words-it-builds-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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-29812075.post-1528724513089494910</id><published>2012-01-09T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T22:36:16.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;I honestly have the greatest time talking to you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;You have no idea how the littlest things you say, put the biggest smile on my face. I never really realized it, but now I have. I enjoy talking to you. Exchanging witty remarks, and retorts with each other. I can’t help but laugh at how we tease each other the way we do. I can’t help falling for it. In turn, I couldn’t help falling for you as well. Whatever it is between us that we have, it’s only between you and I. That’s what makes it special for me. That’s what makes you special to me. Just thought I’d let you know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Taken from: http://inspirationalbullshit.tumblr.com/post/4361126928/i-honestly-have-the-greatest-time-talking-to&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-1528724513089494910?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/1528724513089494910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29812075&amp;postID=1528724513089494910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/1528724513089494910'/><link rel='self' 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know what on earth I'm doing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God's always always there for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Been way too tired.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fallen in love with the nature more and more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always the happiest girl around still. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-381415088399900280?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/381415088399900280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29812075&amp;postID=381415088399900280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/381415088399900280'/><link rel='self' 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week in a new school and i'm sick and tired of it,&lt;br /&gt;talk to me bout' being here for the next three years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-3838210311559687762?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3838210311559687762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29812075&amp;postID=3838210311559687762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3838210311559687762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3838210311559687762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-youre-sick-of-studying-you-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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-29812075.post-7458715571830555882</id><published>2009-12-23T17:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T17:28:08.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jetplane my ass.</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving for good, actually I left long ago, but I'm lazy/busy to announce it here, though most of you may know already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So say goodbye and go greeeen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: how i wished I'm really leaving for goooooood in the real world, the amazing fashion there in countries with four seasons. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-7458715571830555882?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7458715571830555882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7458715571830555882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/12/jetplane-my-ass.html' title='Jetplane my ass.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-3083639326050539355</id><published>2009-12-04T17:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T17:52:55.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need something to get the breathlessness away.&lt;br /&gt;I need to eat and stop doing nothing. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr, but I'm still loving my life, I shall give up looking for a job and enjoy this December because I did the craziest thing of all time,  it's time to curl up and cry but I did not, instead all my friends had some small parts of their heart broken for me, yes so what if mine is a big part of it broken, the thing is about being appreciative and thank God for everything else. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am hungry, can't wait to have dinner with my family tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I love love love my girlfriends minus Lilin (don't know where on Earth is she please).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-3083639326050539355?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3083639326050539355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3083639326050539355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-need-something-to-get-breathlessness.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-3685687791721354531</id><published>2009-11-09T12:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:53:04.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweeeeeeet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="320" width="540"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cDYnAPoXgRU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cDYnAPoXgRU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be so fat like 2 years ago, but still, so glad to see how far we've come, and now O levels is ALMOST over! Yayness, but aw, still remember the first day in NorthView, how I wished I could get out asap, now, awwwwwwww! Still, thank God that friends will still be forever! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also thankful for threetoeight, it's soooo much more bearable with the people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ChengHwee, you're so awesome to do that video for us! Thank you! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-3685687791721354531?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3685687791721354531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3685687791721354531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweeeeeeet.html' title='Sweeeeeeet.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-8210832516499696770</id><published>2009-11-07T12:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T12:44:33.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been so long since...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SvT7DpCcHZI/AAAAAAAAD7o/wHcBIrlfieg/s1600-h/DSC04817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SvT7DpCcHZI/AAAAAAAAD7o/wHcBIrlfieg/s320/DSC04817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401217893098331538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-8210832516499696770?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8210832516499696770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8210832516499696770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-so-long-since.html' title='It&apos;s been so long since...'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SvT7DpCcHZI/AAAAAAAAD7o/wHcBIrlfieg/s72-c/DSC04817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-5110039376884521789</id><published>2009-11-05T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:11:49.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy and pain.</title><content type='html'>I'm going to buy a black dress tomorrow to mark the end of my agony and joy from O levels, and that top I saw and I love, and some nice cardigan. In short, three cheers to the end of this 2 years race. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Biology needs some love from me and Mom's worried bout' her strawberries in Farmville, so she needs to use the computer for her new love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-5110039376884521789?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/5110039376884521789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/5110039376884521789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/11/joy-and-pain.html' title='Joy and pain.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-7094478834930347920</id><published>2009-10-28T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T08:32:15.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The winners never quit, and the quitters never win. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why, I'm gonna to give myself the chance/ take the risk and go for A maths tomorrow. After all, even if I don't go for myself, I must go for Mr Latiff&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(who once sat down and go through one whole set of papers with me)&lt;/span&gt;, Miss Choo&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(who came specifically for my Amaths)&lt;/span&gt;, MinXue&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(who taught me one whole topic when I was grumbling away)&lt;/span&gt;, Lilin&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(who keep asking me to do Maths because I don't want to)&lt;/span&gt;, Canice&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(who never fails to volunteer to teach me)&lt;/span&gt;, and Ernest&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(who scolded me and taught me the way that because he's so fierce(ps: he screams when he teaches), you can really remember everything)&lt;/span&gt;, half of them nearly died and wanted to kill me while teaching me, and so, I'm going to take Amaths tomorow. To think my Dad 'lectured' me for almost an hour, and told me that even if I get one mark for Amaths, at least I've not given up! And if I fail, go again next year, just for the sake of wanting to win over Amaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hello, it's time for A maths tuition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-7094478834930347920?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7094478834930347920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7094478834930347920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/10/winner-never-quits-and-quitter-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-2753453683899980156</id><published>2009-10-25T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T17:42:00.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate O levels.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go overseas to study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-2753453683899980156?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2753453683899980156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2753453683899980156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-hate-o-levels.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-3285205699202070070</id><published>2009-10-24T11:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:58:56.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SuJ59HUvwBI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/RJKuFKiXqFQ/s1600-h/Photo+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SuJ59HUvwBI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/RJKuFKiXqFQ/s320/Photo+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396009394388320274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SuJ59eVsDgI/AAAAAAAAD7g/GFR5DeTSWvo/s1600-h/Photo+330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SuJ59eVsDgI/AAAAAAAAD7g/GFR5DeTSWvo/s320/Photo+330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396009400566287874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I write the essay topic on joy, I think bout' children like Stacey, and my curls, which are not coming back, but already back, and also the end of O levels (plus one whole year of madness) coming soon. And I do put my photobooth to good use!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-3285205699202070070?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3285205699202070070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3285205699202070070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/10/halow.html' title='3 more days'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SuJ59HUvwBI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/RJKuFKiXqFQ/s72-c/Photo+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-2253383775639072489</id><published>2009-10-16T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:39:33.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>three2eight.</title><content type='html'>Thank you all that made me laugh today, yesterday, everyday.&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are, and those who made 3 to 8 so&lt;br /&gt;fun and meaningful, you guys rocks totally,&lt;br /&gt;celebration at beergirl's broadway one day!&lt;br /&gt;PS: buy one pen is dayana mw(woaah), and free beeeer,&lt;br /&gt;credits research to the guy bsidebside* Dayana BG MW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're always riggght, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;never realised i was so used,&lt;br /&gt;don't you ever feel bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-2253383775639072489?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2253383775639072489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2253383775639072489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/10/three2eight.html' title='three2eight.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-3751159340256490096</id><published>2009-10-14T10:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T10:30:24.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo. bah. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being aimlessly lost is not fun,&lt;br /&gt;esp at times like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lean it back and clap three times&lt;/span&gt; woke me up when I fell asleep doing maths last evening,&lt;br /&gt;omg can't imagine doing maths in the hall at 2.30pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-3751159340256490096?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3751159340256490096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3751159340256490096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/10/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-7444128235519743918</id><published>2009-10-12T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T00:31:04.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go</title><content type='html'>I never knew that '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just forgive him&lt;/span&gt;' would mean so much to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-7444128235519743918?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7444128235519743918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7444128235519743918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/10/letting-go.html' title='Letting go'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-2836923340440937550</id><published>2009-10-11T13:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T13:32:05.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secondary One/Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;I was reading my blog's archive, and I saw this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did quite badly for my End-of-Year, sadly to say.&lt;br /&gt;English Paper One 22/30, 19/30. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[40%]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Paper Two 11/30, 17half/35. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[40%]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Oral 13/20. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[20%]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;How to count? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Paper One 41/70.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Paper Two 52/90.&lt;br /&gt;Mathematic 82/100.&lt;br /&gt;Science 71half/100.&lt;br /&gt;History 69half/100.&lt;br /&gt;Literature 52/80.&lt;br /&gt;Art 70/100.&lt;br /&gt;HomeEconomics 31half/40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;W-O-W. LOOK AT MATHS, WHAT THE HECK WHAT THE HECK WHAT THE HECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, Buttercup is already seven years old this year! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this too,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Min Xue- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nai Lian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Li Lin- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tien Lian Lian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Novell- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Lian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rain - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chua Lian, Rui Lian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KahYarn- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kah Lian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Agnes- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teo Lian, Prof. Lian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yu Ting- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yu Lian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Agatha- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Koh Lian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Were giving&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lian&lt;/span&gt;ish names to each other after our End-Of-Year examination in Secondary 2, LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-2836923340440937550?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2836923340440937550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2836923340440937550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/10/secondary-one.html' title='Secondary One/Two'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-102421198504770282</id><published>2009-10-07T11:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T18:28:58.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The HSM song-dance-love.</title><content type='html'>With the farewell assembly which marks the end of secondary school days next Tuesday &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(gosh, I suddenly feel so old! Soon, I won't be in the secondary school era!)&lt;/span&gt;, I feel so you-know-how-it-feels leaving as I listened to those HSM songs! It just brought back a zillion millions tons of memories in NorthView! I think all of us grew with HSM please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary One was like the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;start of something new&lt;/span&gt;, and then, we performed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What I've Been Looking For&lt;/span&gt;, for teachers' day celebration &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(EVERYONE THINKS WE'RE SO CUTE!)&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're Are All In This Together&lt;/span&gt; for Guides campfire! And if I'm not wrong, everyone in class kept singing&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; breaking free&lt;/span&gt;; we&lt;s&gt;'re&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were soaring, flying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary Two was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fabulous!&lt;/span&gt; and towards the end of our last paper in the hall, everyone said that they'll run to the stage and sing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What Time Is It&lt;/span&gt;? but nobody did it! Tsk! But Secondary Two was really the best best best part of my Secondary school life, I really treasured every part of it. And everyone was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all for one&lt;/span&gt; during the Sec2Camp! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nahnahnahnah&lt;/span&gt; was so much fun, I still prefer the Vanessa's version anyway! And listening to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyday&lt;/span&gt; last night made me feel so nonchalant bout' next week's farewell, I mean, I looked forward to leaving school(because of some teachers!), but leaving the people(including some really fun teachers) that made every single day counts in that school, is really :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary Three, we rushed to watch HSM3! Though I forgot what happened through out the show and only know that I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can I Have This Dance&lt;/span&gt; but still cannot get the lyrics right till today when I ask people to take my hand(esp Dayana)! And makes all of us wanna have prom! Tsk, but we seriously NEED A PROM right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back in school today, the results for Prelim 3 are out on the notice board, and I FORCED MYSELF NOT TO STAND 1/2m close to it cos knowing my badbad results is already bad enough, and very motivating alr- that's the main purpose! So I came to a conclusion that knowing my ranking being not-so-good will be more discouraging, I really force myself not to go near! Hahaha, seee, doing badly for prelims helps in doing better for Olevels&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I hope!)&lt;/span&gt;. Just do not do not get pulled down by some teachers who think they are oh-so-powerful and thinks that you are not working hard enough and use words to tear you down, so slap them hard on their faces on the day you get your results slip&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( provided you really work your asses offff)&lt;/span&gt;, oh please, I'm blogging cos I'm already switched off after one whole day of schoolwork! In addition, menses cramp is a killer, but I'm a suvivor! Studying wouldn't help, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trust me I'm a girl! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-102421198504770282?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/102421198504770282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/102421198504770282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/10/hsm-song-dance-love.html' title='The HSM song-dance-love.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-8251373360835065067</id><published>2009-10-04T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T21:34:19.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will kill Agatha Koh one day for not studying today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-8251373360835065067?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8251373360835065067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8251373360835065067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-will-kill-agatha-koh-one-day-for-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-3414104547813746626</id><published>2009-09-29T18:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T21:34:37.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PPT♥ and not that much of ♥</title><content type='html'>With these awesome people which Ernest called the Breakfast Gang, don't like the word gang at all, it just reminds me of silly days back when I was 12&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(BGG = OMG NOW)&lt;/span&gt;! But whatever, don't love the word, but love the people! Imagine Wednesdays without them, no wayyyy, although we need to constantly force Jared to wake up and even assign morning calls, but it's still lotsa love! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SsHdsa0my1I/AAAAAAAAD7Q/oWnZ-HQLKVY/s1600-h/DSC08970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SsHdsa0my1I/AAAAAAAAD7Q/oWnZ-HQLKVY/s320/DSC08970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386830384495774546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SsHdqvWf60I/AAAAAAAAD64/40XUOZO-2JM/s1600-h/DSC08935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SsHdqvWf60I/AAAAAAAAD64/40XUOZO-2JM/s320/DSC08935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386830355646901058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was suppose to be Carousel! But then didn't managed to cos of Chinese paper in the morning, Sushi Tei is half the love, but I supposed Swensen's Ice Cream Buffet fill the rest of the love, esp when you see Jared's face upon smelling durian! Priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spot me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SsHdr5Iz2rI/AAAAAAAAD7I/ytz4GBLvPE4/s1600-h/DSC09007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SsHdr5Iz2rI/AAAAAAAAD7I/ytz4GBLvPE4/s320/DSC09007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386830375453711026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the train back, to HOF! Like finalllllllllly after a zillion years I get to go! Three cheers to that, and three cheers more to Novell and Kahyarn's change of mind to go! Athough I was all whiny and grumbling bout' being late! Still :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SsHdrU1LlRI/AAAAAAAAD7A/TsVHoB6f2Ig/s1600-h/DSC09045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SsHdrU1LlRI/AAAAAAAAD7A/TsVHoB6f2Ig/s320/DSC09045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386830365707703570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yayyyy, I finally post the photoooos on Facebook after 127128964214 days. Second last breaky tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, that aside! It's O levels month after tomorrow! Part of me feel so excited bout' it, another part of me is filled with apprehension! I'm sure you guys will know how I feel if you've been through it or are going through it right now, you want it to be over asap, yet, you still want more time to assure yourself that you studied enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want now is to do well, at least b3 for english and maths, a2 for science and humanities, and b4 for bio, and my dear c6 for amaths, which apparently, I still can't get myself to sit down and solve the problems. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physic teacher asked me what happen to my standard cos it's totally lowlowlow this time round by a whooping four grades, and I was like, I don't know! I mean, I didn't know how on earth I did so well for Prelim2, so now that I did badly for Prelim 3, it kinda seemed like I'm complacent, but hello come on, hello, at the most, I didn't focus that much on Physic cos I was trying to save my maths which is like F9, and as you know, with a F9 grade, we can go no where, so grrrrrrrr. Who would not want to do better and better for a subject he/she is good at, but at the same time I really really NEEEEED to secure at least a pass for my maths! G&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rrrrrr. Grrrrr. Grrrrrr. Grrrrr X 9999999999999.&lt;/span&gt; I WILL STILL SECUREEEEEEE MY A1 if not A2! Trust me, I'm a girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, studystudystudy, the only reason why I'm still blogging, writing essays now is because I'm uploading like i think 182 pictures on facebook which is taking years btw, and it's still loading, they all better love me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random: $1.80 chicken rice is love, I'm deprieved from pork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somehow, I don't know why, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I worrrry bout' what you say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-3414104547813746626?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3414104547813746626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3414104547813746626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/09/ppt-and-not-that-much-of.html' title='PPT♥ and not that much of ♥'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SsHdsa0my1I/AAAAAAAAD7Q/oWnZ-HQLKVY/s72-c/DSC08970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-9109084757333111046</id><published>2009-09-27T14:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T14:17:09.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/Sr8CkNzu1KI/AAAAAAAAD6w/9CvTx6w_Ftk/s1600-h/sleepover"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/Sr8CkNzu1KI/AAAAAAAAD6w/9CvTx6w_Ftk/s320/sleepover" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386026500563588258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being rich doesn't mean having it all,&lt;br /&gt;see the love in the four-room flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's something you'll never feel/have/get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-9109084757333111046?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/9109084757333111046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/9109084757333111046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/09/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/Sr8CkNzu1KI/AAAAAAAAD6w/9CvTx6w_Ftk/s72-c/sleepover' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-3309388063825967677</id><published>2009-09-24T00:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:19:42.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye (screwed-up) prelims!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SrruyoIxJdI/AAAAAAAAD6g/KkieqKrazJo/s1600-h/DSC00869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SrruyoIxJdI/AAAAAAAAD6g/KkieqKrazJo/s320/DSC00869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384878858009912786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All prelims are now over for me! And I totally screwed up big time for the third one. The first and second was the extreme ones cos really studied my/our asses off, whereas for the third one, for me personally, I took it lightly and slacked my way through the papers even cos it's just so annoying! Perhaps after afternoon classes till 5/7 starts, I am really really that tired which is so annoying! I still want my As. Okayy, I'll start working hard towards my As on Monday, whereas this will be a chill out weekend, not with the family but with the friends, and friends forever I hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my sisters are so much of love, idk why, but I love them so so so much! Thank God for sisters, though the age gap and me being the extra in the family, the love from them is just awesome! Love spending time with them now! :D Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, looking forward to weekend before lessons resume on Mondayy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm particular bout' accepting friends on facebook, so I'll try to post really post pictures here taken over the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weeeeeekends! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perhaps, maybe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's hidden deep within,&lt;br /&gt;but i know for sure,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's layered with love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-3309388063825967677?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3309388063825967677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3309388063825967677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/09/goodbye-screwed-up-prelims.html' title='Goodbye (screwed-up) prelims!'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SrruyoIxJdI/AAAAAAAAD6g/KkieqKrazJo/s72-c/DSC00869.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-975018555834872592</id><published>2009-09-21T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:41:38.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I OFFICIALLY HATE PRELIMS/EXAMS/OLEVELS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO ANNOYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA READ STORY BOOKS. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-975018555834872592?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/975018555834872592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/975018555834872592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-officially-hate-prelimsexamsolevels.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-2745289309388191765</id><published>2009-09-18T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:51:56.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving Gaia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SrOVhz6n7lI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/ibJ7vTFnipk/s1600-h/DSC00931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SrOVhz6n7lI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/ibJ7vTFnipk/s320/DSC00931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382810387742191186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The two extreme, ultimate, everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, Physics paper today was a lot of love cos school ends at 916, but not so much of love cos I forgot some formula, and Hairee was cursing outside class cos he forgot some formula too! Not so much of a curse, whats over is over, all we need to do now is get over with it and learn from our mistakes- this is why I never whine/complain after papers nowadays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was called out to have breakfast with them at KFC, which was kinda nice, talked about 101 things when we're supposed to be focus on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the main topic&lt;/span&gt;- next friday(BUT EVERYTHING IS ALREADY DECIDED, NOVELL). I can't wait for TheUglyTruth! and the sleepover at Novell's cos she had already prepared everything! I don't know how she do it, but wow, Chow and I are gonna get  all-rounded care and definitely a lot of love and fun over at Vell's place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that, since Canice needed pens from the bookstore, we ended up at CottonOn on our way there and spent bout' 1-2 hours in there! All of us had the almost transformation because the store was very empty, the whole store &amp;amp; fitting rooms are all for us! The staffs didn't care too! Awesome place to hangout and destress esp, after physicck! That's why we've got that pictue up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with parents was great and kinda nice, reading, and waiting Mommy to be done with facial felt like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slapping faces&lt;/span&gt;, but then again, I love Mommy! Facial shop tour was frustrating, but whateverrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was :D, minus tummy ache!&lt;br /&gt;I've decided not to eat Magnium anymore! Tonight's stick will be the last! I must save money, save gaia cos Magnium uses icecream sticks made outta wood! I've studied so much bout' forest, I must do something bout' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saving gaia&lt;/span&gt; rigggght! Plus Magnium is $3.90 okkk! Save money is important tooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-2745289309388191765?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2745289309388191765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2745289309388191765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/09/saving-gaia.html' title='Saving Gaia.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SrOVhz6n7lI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/ibJ7vTFnipk/s72-c/DSC00931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-10074796634922919</id><published>2009-09-17T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T18:20:52.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like a runaway box, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that thing allowed you,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a short &amp;amp; sweet escape. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-10074796634922919?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/10074796634922919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/10074796634922919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/09/like-runaway-box-that-thing-allowed-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-8006469400489509423</id><published>2009-09-14T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T18:28:28.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;English papers is weirdly random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the news, I hate the people who&lt;br /&gt;abuses children into pornography,&lt;br /&gt;like, don't they have any conscious at all!&lt;br /&gt;They're just children, CHILDREN.&lt;br /&gt;Idiotic, heartless, beast! Even beast is better,&lt;br /&gt; at least they kill you and you don't feel anything,&lt;br /&gt;they make them watch and be disturbed, basssket. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna flunk either SS/Chem tomorrow, sickkkkky feeling. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-8006469400489509423?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8006469400489509423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8006469400489509423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/09/english-papers-is-weirdly-random.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-8246387822331421812</id><published>2009-09-12T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T14:34:20.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gone like this, ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jogging with Dad - Not allowed cos I was having slight flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amaths in school - Pretty fruitful, credits to Lilin, gotta leave early cos Mom's rushing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Revision at Home - You can say I gave it a miss, I mean, Mom's rushing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Niece's Birthday Party - with my storybook, gonna be anti-social i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My storybook time. - &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am suppose to go to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go Comex for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; Itouch.&lt;br /&gt;I hate breathing problems that is bugging me since 6.23am today, idiotic thing.&lt;br /&gt;I want just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; round of Guitar Hero.&lt;br /&gt;If only I can spend one whole day reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-8246387822331421812?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8246387822331421812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8246387822331421812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/09/s-t-u-r-d-y-gone-like-this-jogging-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-2676942596363784990</id><published>2009-09-10T15:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:00:32.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Defeated.</title><content type='html'>Now I finally understand why the last lap is always the toughest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaths is killing me, running my nose over, and created pain in the head,&lt;br /&gt;how great is amaths, telll me! I mean why do we neeeed amaths for! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only life is as simple as, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buy your bag and get over with it&lt;/span&gt; kinda thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-2676942596363784990?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2676942596363784990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2676942596363784990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/09/defeated.html' title='Defeated.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-1002515525078575610</id><published>2009-09-01T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:58:41.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Agatha, please do not fall sick till 12 November.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-1002515525078575610?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/1002515525078575610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/1002515525078575610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/09/agatha-please-do-not-fall-sick-till-12.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-581591438744292826</id><published>2009-08-30T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T11:30:37.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whiny whiny tinny wincy day.</title><content type='html'>Just came home from church and I feel good, da da da da da! Despite of the grumpy weather, being stuck in church, and Mom's sick, plus tons of work waiting for me and I couldn't sleep last night, tell me annoying not! But, I know that I can complete the mountain of work/mess, with the strength from God, nothing's impossible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I did not do anything yesterday because haircut was canceled, I stayed at home and feeling really tired, I tried to sleep in vain in the noon, went to eat KFC with Mom and I burned my hands thanks to the chicken! After which we're suppose to buy sandals, but the one I want already sold out! ): Hmmm. Home again was walking, chatting online, irritating my dear Kahyarn, and Chenghwee talked me into organising chalet for my class cos I'm unwilling to given the fact that my class is that tit bit, okay, quite a bit uncoorperative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow cos it's teachers' day! Prolly the last teachers' day celebration I'm gonna have in my life, unless I become a teacher, tsk, don't laugh, I know you're laughing cos I want to be a teacher, shhh! Moreover, my classmates are performing, and I really like the e2&amp;amp;e3's boys' performace, I've never seen them like that before, so coooool! Since we saw their rehearsal on Friday(and we're late for Bio class), Lilin said that tons of lower secondary girls will fall in love with the guys dancing up there, I think so too! I'm gonnna be photographer with Lilin's dslr if she brings, if not my pathetic tinywiny sony! But no matter what, I'm not gonna join in the class performance and sing cos its dedicated to someone I don't mean to sing to, so what's the point right! Muahaha, I feel so evil, but I think it's okay, at least I am not a hypocrite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone now stopped blogging, it's so annoying cos I got nothing to read and it seemed like I'm the last one standing to blog, I think all these will reflect in my O levels results next year, with me doing worse than everyone else who stop blogging, but then again, I need to vent my exam stress and assiness things that happen here, not forgetting all those happy things that happen, so well oh well, I'm gonna start my battle with maths after I shower, toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-581591438744292826?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/581591438744292826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/581591438744292826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/08/whiny-whiny-tinny-wincy-day.html' title='Whiny whiny tinny wincy day.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-8296937173949652761</id><published>2009-08-29T10:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T10:13:18.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's finally a Saturday! I finally don't have to whine and grumble at 627 in the morning when the alarm goes 'that's not my name!', and whine to eve and her friends staying over, but I WOKE UP TODAY BECAUSE I NEED TO PEE, tell me irritating a not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love last night! Because I gotta watch movies at night, Dad and Mom ask me to stay at home instead of meeting them since Ernest is cooking! Although movie is canceled cos everyone is tired, and I gotta wait a zilllion years before Da and Khong comes home to cook, because according to Da, they're not housewives so they can't cook early! So, had dinner at nine plus, and it's awesome! I wanna name it Agatha is Hungry because I really am, but throughout dinner the three old adults is ignoring me like I'm transparent like that! Grrrrrrrr. But still, a lot of loves, esp watching of vids on youtube, because !!! is cuteeeee, even Dajie says so at the risk of being a pedophile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today will be haircut with Ernest since he still haven't forgiven me for not saying he's gentleman, but I think he's just jealous! But he's so annoying in school for ignoring me and ask me not to act cute! and um-chioing to himself, grrrr.  Meeting Eve in town after maths if timing if right! Grr, yes math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I gotttta goo. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-8296937173949652761?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8296937173949652761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29812075&amp;postID=8296937173949652761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8296937173949652761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8296937173949652761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-finally-saturday-i-finally-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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-29812075.post-4041241981857702293</id><published>2009-08-28T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:35:23.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>this week is really horrific,  (perhaps is due to the fact that i miss one whole week of school, i don't know, but i don't like this week!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had&lt;br /&gt;- bio spa skill 3 on monday,&lt;br /&gt;- english oral on monday,&lt;br /&gt;- a little amaths test on tuesday that i can't do at all,&lt;br /&gt;- physic test on wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;- 2 SS essays on thursday; and i anyhow write and just fall asleep after everything.&lt;br /&gt;- english summary and comprehension test today,&lt;br /&gt;- physic test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me bout' this, and i overslept but still have to go to school today because after all, i miss one whole week of school! grrrrrrrr, now i'm hungry, and very irritated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-4041241981857702293?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4041241981857702293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4041241981857702293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-4765045927778938637</id><published>2009-08-25T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:11:35.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geegeegeeeegeee!</title><content type='html'>Talk to me bout' globalization, everyone's going ~geeeeegeeegeegeee!~, and I think they're hot too! I wonder how they keep themselves so white!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5BjAEdPIlss&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5BjAEdPIlss&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch movie, I don't want school! Anyway, thank God for smooooooth oral examinations, prayers before oral helps me so much, so much more than anyone else's motivation, reassurance, and encourament! But still, I lovelovelove you all still, thank you all for all the love and talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, breakfast tomorrow! I finally forced Jared to at least say a yes to wakeupcall :D And Haikal will be joining us tooo! I wanna see Maurice spin his pen, it's so amazing, you all must take a look too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-4765045927778938637?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4765045927778938637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4765045927778938637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/08/geegeegeeeegeee.html' title='Geegeegeeeegeee!'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-8743811444277816115</id><published>2009-08-24T03:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T04:00:22.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'VE NEVER HAD ANY TROUBLE TRYING TO SLEEP TILL TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SO, IT'S THREE FIFTY SEVEN, AND I'M STILL WIDE AWAKE WITH BIO TEXTBOOK BESIDE ME PLUS A SLIGHT HEADACHE AND I'M SWEATING COS I'M LAZY TO GO UPSTAIRS TO MY ROOM, AND I'M LAZY TO ON THE FAN THAT'S 1M AWAY FROM ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HELLLLLLO? AND I'M SUPPOSE TO WAKE UP AT FIVE FOURTY SEVEN TO PREPARE FOR SCHOOL, I THINK I SLEPT TOO MUCH FROM LAST WEEK'S MEDS AND MC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!#$%^#!@$&amp;amp;$%*^)^&amp;amp;(*&amp;amp;%^$%#$@#~~!#@####%%%*?**$$#!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-8743811444277816115?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8743811444277816115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8743811444277816115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-never-had-any-trouble-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-2598387588031663409</id><published>2009-08-23T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T14:00:02.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Psalm 94:18-19 (New International Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15450"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt; When I said, "My foot is slipping,"&lt;br /&gt;    your love, O LORD, supported me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15451"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt; When anxiety was great within me,&lt;br /&gt;    your consolation brought joy to my soul.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was so touched when I saw this on the biblegateway.com page, how true it is. I just wanna share it with you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I want to blog, but I'm tooo sian to do anything already, even using computer and doing school work, or whatever, hmph, I can't even go out or what. Hmm. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;3, &lt;3, &lt;3, &lt;3, LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-2598387588031663409?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2598387588031663409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2598387588031663409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/08/psalm-9418-19-new-international-version.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-8279106160292076584</id><published>2009-08-21T10:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T10:19:27.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One weeek holiday :/</title><content type='html'>I'm so happy because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've completed my antibiotics! Which means I only gotta take 14pills/day now. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My parents are okay with my results, though I'm not so, but thank God they are okay! I don't know why too, but they say given the fact that I don't like Chinese, a B3 is ok! Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bio SPA topic remain as Nutrition because Miss Low says so! To think that I was so worried bout' Transport, and cried in the ulu clinic in Khatib that day cos the doctor don't let me go and take my exam and nag so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I LOVE MY FRIENDS- they're all so much love despite not seeing them for a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm allowed to go for campfire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Last but not least, a lizard died in my house! I'll go and get some lizard trap and kill all the lizard inside and outside of my house, can't stand the disgusting sight and annoying thing bout' lizard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonnna shower now, so warm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-8279106160292076584?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8279106160292076584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8279106160292076584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-weeek-holiday.html' title='One weeek holiday :/'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-8802999228046803667</id><published>2009-08-14T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T18:58:31.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 August</title><content type='html'>Since I need to charge my phone so I can leave house and meet Mom&amp;amp;Dad in town,  and am waiting for videos to load, I might as well blog! Muahaha, so 5 years later the girls can come and read my blog archives and be entertained by small details of this during sleepover cos right now we were amused by blog archives 2 years ago where we always go eat laksa and stuffs, and how I would take photo and blog about laksa... Still sec2 what, so don't stare at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So life's like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ENGLISH ORAL NEXT MONDAY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very scared, more than scared, or whatever cos I did not do well for my Prelims oral which I ought to, and now there's this small little mental block, but thank God for Mdm Nathan! She's such a motivater(if there's such word), and so encouraging, not to forget that she's reallly reallly an awesome teacher! Just hope that everything will go well after Abdul Hadi Selemat's turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I jogged and spoke to a total stranger yesterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I was trying to overtake this man, but when I was jogging beside him, I've got no energy to run fast, and before the jog Dad told me to pace myself well, so I just had to maintained my pace and jog side to side with that man, and I was on the verge of laughing out loud cos it's quite, funnnny jogging alongside with a stranger and not able to overtake him! But I managed to FINISH JOGGING that round without stopping! So proud of myself, I jogged and talked okay! So it's like practising oral too as that man was quite a old man and he was asking me what I want to be in the future, and I found out that I'm really fickle-minded about what I want to be, as in what I intend to study, and he gave me really good advice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celebrated Eve and Ernest's birthday yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone enjoyed the cake I bought, but Eve don't seem very happppy ): and Ernest was overwhelmed I guess, with his name spelt wrongly as EKNEST, and becoming 29 in a few days' advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;School till 5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tiring but I guess it's a lot of help, maths rescue is on-going and I'm glad I'm managing my Emaths well(I HOPE), with the help of Miss Choo and our school's maths session! Wednesdays' breakfast is :D, a few left for breakfast, so well, really treasure time together just like how I treasure lunch with random people in canteeen, mostly the girls! And attempt to slap Joshua like two days ago made me felt good for standing up for a friend though a little guilty, but hello if you're reading this, words that come out from your mouth are more hurting than having a 100kg load dropped on you, and that's why people who are in their right mind did not questioned why I went forward and tried slapping you! Imagine people calling you a bisexual when you're not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ikea MEATBALLS tmr! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can survive the busride, and I hope I can get Adizero at Queensway at a good price! And I can't wait for meatballs, this is what life is worth living for right, I hope I still have money for the salmon and stomach for hotdog bun + icecream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look forward to Sunday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to church (YAY)! , meeting the family for Redstar Dimsum(which i've been craving for so badly), and going home for MissChoo&amp;amp;Maths(...), plus studying and prepping for my English Oral and Bio SPA which I must all do well, because I neeeeed to do well for English and that I've screwed up my Bio SPA skill2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;By the way, i can't wait to watch The Proposal, The Ugly Truth, and Coraline! I've finally watched Fireproof thanks to VOD, but not that thankful cos I was so anrgy that night I paid 5dollars to watch, they actually lost signal with me! Tsktsktsk! I called the person and complained to him, and afterwhich I felt so guilty I said bye in a nicer tone! Ok, this is so random...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-8802999228046803667?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8802999228046803667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8802999228046803667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/08/14-august.html' title='14 August'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-6738633886993265752</id><published>2009-08-10T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:50:32.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kohxus' Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SoAAetIY_sI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/ssuqSMs4mvE/s1600-h/DSC08612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SoAAetIY_sI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/ssuqSMs4mvE/s320/DSC08612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368291283336494786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before heading out!&lt;br /&gt;-we happily took family photo and i think Ernest reached alr-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SoAAfNsd5kI/AAAAAAAAD5g/EiG76GXdVyg/s1600-h/DSC08627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SoAAfNsd5kI/AAAAAAAAD5g/EiG76GXdVyg/s320/DSC08627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368291292077745730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carls Junior for lunchibrunch!&lt;br /&gt;-i think our parents love it-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SoAAfvdZnkI/AAAAAAAAD5o/dhW9y0hpRCI/s1600-h/DSC08631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SoAAfvdZnkI/AAAAAAAAD5o/dhW9y0hpRCI/s320/DSC08631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368291301141356098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Offff we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;10 KM! after one hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SoAAgIcLDrI/AAAAAAAAD5w/yo0Cy0NmEYg/s1600-h/DSC08633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SoAAgIcLDrI/AAAAAAAAD5w/yo0Cy0NmEYg/s320/DSC08633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368291307847093938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SoAAgeum-pI/AAAAAAAAD54/QZxPe8apz00/s1600-h/DSC08636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SoAAgeum-pI/AAAAAAAAD54/QZxPe8apz00/s320/DSC08636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368291313830001298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no mood to take photos alr, super tiring and painful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BIKE IS SPOILT PLS, SOME STUPID GEAR!&lt;br /&gt;PS: MY 3 PADDLE = EVERYONE'S 1 PADDLE&lt;br /&gt;when we finally reached Changi, there's this crossroads,&lt;br /&gt;and Ernest just cycle past without waiting,&lt;br /&gt;and Dad was like joking, 'that man ah, don't know how to cross road.'&lt;br /&gt;random lady said in a very funny tone, 'i think that man is blind...'&lt;br /&gt;everyone laughed out loud, and her tone was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;and after waiting for 2 mins,&lt;br /&gt;Dad: 'I think the traffic light is spoilt,'&lt;br /&gt;he looked ard, and said that he think we can just cross&lt;br /&gt;everyone crosses the road!&lt;br /&gt;Like traffic police like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got spoilt bike so i was in like the most pain. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SoABKVrY4RI/AAAAAAAAD6A/18EyTbc9_cM/s1600-h/DSC08637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SoABKVrY4RI/AAAAAAAAD6A/18EyTbc9_cM/s320/DSC08637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368292032955080978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boooon tong kee for dinner was :D!&lt;br /&gt;-The pork fat entered my mouth for once accidentally,&lt;br /&gt;and I think I love the way it melts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so dreading school tmr, but piercing tmr! :D&lt;br /&gt;And my dear daisies is growing!&lt;br /&gt;Happpppppppppppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-6738633886993265752?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/6738633886993265752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/6738633886993265752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/08/kohxus-day.html' title='Kohxus&apos; Day.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SoAAetIY_sI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/ssuqSMs4mvE/s72-c/DSC08612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-6354951165914596710</id><published>2009-08-10T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T12:23:46.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i told lilin i hate technology before,&lt;br /&gt;seriously, it brings about so many misunderstandings,&lt;br /&gt;see, sms, msn, whatever, lack of tone/whatever, and&lt;br /&gt;there you go.&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ride 40km for 4 hours yesterday on a spoilt bike.&lt;br /&gt;everyone who went yesterday had their assss breaking apart.&lt;br /&gt;but btk was amazing with CUSHIONED chairs,&lt;br /&gt;just how we always take this little things for granted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-6354951165914596710?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/6354951165914596710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/6354951165914596710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-told-lilin-i-hate-technology-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-5900880333517264757</id><published>2009-08-08T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T13:26:00.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeeeekend love Amaths stinks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/Sn0LyKN2qeI/AAAAAAAAD44/xo9Zf2uiww0/s1600-h/DSC08547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/Sn0LyoIvDMI/AAAAAAAAD5A/BPYdSDXKU0I/s320/DSC08584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367459295290920130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate doing amaths,&lt;br /&gt;I love amaths cos I wanna at least pass amaths&lt;br /&gt;if not two years of amathing/wasting time doing amaths + wasting money for tuition&lt;br /&gt;would be totally wasted.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-5900880333517264757?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/5900880333517264757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/5900880333517264757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/08/weeeeeekend-love-amaths-stinks.html' title='Weeeeeekend love Amaths stinks.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/Sn0LyKN2qeI/AAAAAAAAD44/xo9Zf2uiww0/s72-c/DSC08547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-7235656231743326800</id><published>2009-08-06T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T14:33:57.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the note, it says:&lt;br /&gt;never ever give yourself away,&lt;br /&gt;step out of your comfort zone,&lt;br /&gt;go all out and do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say:&lt;br /&gt;but it's getting difficult,&lt;br /&gt;when barriers build up,&lt;br /&gt;another misinterpretation of faces,&lt;br /&gt;you stay in, curl up and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happier note: my parents rocks + bdayparty later (children are always lotsa love&amp;amp;joy, so hope every other unhappiness&amp;amp;pain will go away later)  girls'dayout tmr + sakae tmr, and not so much of :x tmr + btk dinner. And noooooo combined humanities today cos i went home during chem lesson. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-7235656231743326800?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7235656231743326800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7235656231743326800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-note-it-says-never-ever-give.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-1745823499485432419</id><published>2009-08-03T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:33:44.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One, 21 guns.</title><content type='html'>i'm supposed to be memorizing physic definitions now, but sigh, it's so tiring, to be constantly studying and studying, like the only time you are away frm studying is during meal times and showering time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ran 2.5km nonstop yesterday, like normally i can't even run continuously, but i made it despite the not so feeling well and everything, now i know why dad loves jogging at ecp, it's so relaxing, and personally for me, i thought bout so many things, i was think-running. i imagined myself running by the streets somewhere in europe like two years later, because i feel so determined now to go there for my degree instead of staying in singapore because it's so stressing and i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm on the verge of giving up amaths, i feel like just giving up everything, but wait no, no. ahhhhhh. i've got a new pot of daisies anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-1745823499485432419?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/1745823499485432419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/1745823499485432419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-21-guns.html' title='One, 21 guns.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-1405742084007147917</id><published>2009-07-31T19:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:14:42.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts of the day (skip it as you would like)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friendships are weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look back at my life and think of people i truly love now,&lt;br /&gt;how we became friends, and how everything came about.&lt;br /&gt;even my sisters are like friends to me,&lt;br /&gt;the only friends that cleaned my ass and&lt;br /&gt;stuck bottles into my my mouth&lt;br /&gt;for a few mths after i was born, muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look back and think of people i've met,&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why we're just mere acquaintance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think of people who go about lying to their friends,&lt;br /&gt;i think of people who go all out to stand up for their friends,&lt;br /&gt;i think of people who uses their friends for something else they desired,&lt;br /&gt;i think of people who gives up everything selflessly for their friends.&lt;br /&gt;i think of people who gives up one friendship for another,&lt;br /&gt;i think of people who gives so much into a friendship,&lt;br /&gt;i think of people who finds comfort in friends,&lt;br /&gt;i think of people who gains acceptance from friendship,&lt;br /&gt;i think of people who are there when they friends are in need,&lt;br /&gt;i think of people who blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendship, weird isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, but i'm so thankful to be bless with so many wonderful people!&lt;br /&gt;(don't complain that i keep being thankful for my friends and keep blogging about it)&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it's near to graduation(3mths i think), and my schoolmates are so much of love, so yah, like, people often says that secondary school friends are friends for life, so, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i just hate it when they all laugh at me when i do stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;blah, love you all anyway! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidenote: so tired from schooool! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-1405742084007147917?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/1405742084007147917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/1405742084007147917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/07/thoughts-of-day-skip-it-as-you-would.html' title='thoughts of the day (skip it as you would like)'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-3098729164358351220</id><published>2009-07-28T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:46:30.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOOYA!</title><content type='html'>Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the birthday of someone not that great, but can kill me with a word, keep me alive during boring lessons, annoys me to the max and I still love her to the ends of the world, that's what friends are for anyway. I really hate her at times FYI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Lilin, and whatever loser is so last year pls, just like how you're so crazy bout' leopard prints, and how you used to be so crazy bout checkered items, fickle minded crazy sibeisian. And, BOOYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, because I think I feel a little bad for not being able to celebrate birthday with her last year, plus those people like Novell, Yuting, Kahyarn,ETC  who went for OBS last year, we finally did celebrate with her this year with her face in gorengpisang mixer and melted disgusting whipped cream before she finally got her pasarmalam fake Everlast bag, I think out clique is the cheap skate-est clique ever, cos we all live in 3 room flats and can't afford prom, dont carry branded bags, and don't buy expensive presents for each other. However, it think our friendship is more than priceless, so that's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today was a little crazy, I'm delighted with my Physic marks, like I improved 4 freaking grades(MUAHAHAHA ONE MORE STEP CLOSER TO PROVING MRCHAN THAT I'M NOT A FRIGGING A2 SUBSCI STUDENT FOR OLEVELS butbut, to be frank, it's the teachers' teaching that helps, really!), then again, the paper was easy according to Mr Chan, so yeap, yeap, yeap. Study harder everyone. On the other hand, I pathetically scored an overall of 13/100 for Amaths, which is a vast deprovement since Prelim 1, gosh totally, gosh. I really don't want to do so badly. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did Emaths before I fell sick on Saturday with Ernest, and I actually laughed to myself at the toilet when he sms-ed me cos I went to the toilet way too long, and he thinks that I want a C5/6. Blah, the way he sets question was wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, but AIM FOR A1 was hmm, inspiring, and he was inspired by Mrs Tan I think. Anyhow, Saturday was mad crazy to talk about it. Seemed like everyday for me was crazy, but really! Saturday I had a surprise for Lilin, rushed off for haircut with Ern at Chinatown ( and i got some chinadollgirl bangsnotbangs), I think miniroadtrip was kinda successful, our plan was hawker but i feel like central's pepperlunch, and as we were looking for the hawker centre, we actually found central, but we went to fullhouse cos I think pepperlunch either close down or died, figure that out yourself, and fullhouse was really fullhouse, and lunch was great! Mugging was mad, okay, told you my life's a little crazy. Mad as in, the person with me was mad with A1s, MrsTan possesssed. Singapore river was so dirty, and idk why I was so afriad that Ernest might just push me down, but I've never sat by the river before, quite fun, but it's really scary cos there's no barriers to prevent you frm falling, Ernest might just push me in anytime and I can never get my A1 for maths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Okay, I'm gonna stop blogging cos I'm tired, basically we had dinnner and I fell sick. Suffered like mad on Saturday night, temperature rising, headache level rising, sorethroat gahness, hot&amp;amp;cold feeling, coldsweating, sweating. Woke up at 5 in the morning on Sunday morning, struggled till 8, went downstairs, watch Natgeo and discovery till 10, DrKoh made me laugh as he pressed my stomach as usual and it's so itchy, scanner thing made me head move, chocolate mousse treat, love, porridge without egg (my face went black for 5 minutes I tell you, my dad ordered with the egg okay!), home sweet home, not that sweet cos I was sick! Suffered Sunday- suffered Monday, and booya! It's Tuesday the Lilin Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I'm so gonna be late for bfast tmr at 925!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-3098729164358351220?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3098729164358351220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3098729164358351220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/07/boooya.html' title='BOOOYA!'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-3657365972756125922</id><published>2009-07-27T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:05:12.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I  missed school today.</title><content type='html'>On a Monday morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheese baked pasta/rice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheese cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chicken Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rice puddddding! -!SCREAMS!- &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beijing Ya(okay, duck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beef pie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fillet O Fish ( i want two cheese) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;PS: I'll love you to death if you come knock on my door with anyone of these food, don't ring my bell, it's not working since I was seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is that, I was always having real high temperature or horrible headaches or really painful throat when it comes to breakfast/lunch/dinner time! Tell me annoying not. And I've never had headache for so many days consecutively in my life! Since Thursday you know you know you know! Imagine, plus migraine. And I've been sweating since Saturday, like, sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I hate being sick, but I must really be thankful that it's not H1N1, how close it was! But everytime I fall sick, I get to have a little chocolate mousse treat from my favourite bakery, that's like one of the best part. I think the worst part was yesterday's morning from 5-8am, and today's morning! It was hot&amp;amp;cold and headache, I thought my head was gonna burst. And poor Eve had to bear with my whines, go downstairs and take meds for me, and not sleep in air-conditioned room because of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm getting a little worried for my English Oral, I'm gonna miss my oral remedial later since I nearly died in the morning. Ah, maths O maths, amaths, biooo! I can do it, yes I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-3657365972756125922?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3657365972756125922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3657365972756125922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-missed-school-today.html' title='I  missed school today.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-7903621345214726439</id><published>2009-07-24T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:25:17.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blahblahblacksheepanyhanimoolibah.</title><content type='html'>I'm really bored now cos I don't wanna study on a Friday night! Dinner was awesome cos I blended part of the mushroom, and it's really fun. Made truffles and I succeeded-really yummy(ps: people I'm meetin tmr, i think you all will love me and my truffles). And I think the most blessed thing to do on a Friday night is to be able to sit in peace and simply read a story book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, since I'm bored, and I've always been wanting my blog-readers(if there is; cos Novell had been constantly convincing me that people do read my blog and idk why cos don't you find it really boring at times?)to know a little bit more about me. ... Yah whatever right, click it away cos I find it abit... too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start with the weird things I do/have that not many will know/or even think about it, followed by random weird thing, or usually unusual thing bout' me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need niaoniao to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niaoniao is some white cloth whom people live two decade ago used a diapers for their babies cos obviously nobody created pampers yet. BUT, my whole family&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i mean my two sisters and I)&lt;/span&gt;, uses PAMPERS and NOT niaoniao, so my niaoniaosss are all clean okay, except with my saliva cos I open my mouth when I sleep- which many people already know cos I slept during classes and some monkeys went to take photo of my opened-mouth. And all my friends (who went camping/sleepover/chalet with), find niaoniao really disgusting, but Mommy washes it for me on a daily basis okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I used to neeeed Buttercup to be with me by my left to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's a habit, but now, I have the bear Chris&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ps: I used to spell Chris's name as Christ when I was younger, when I wrote him cards I would be like, Christ... I know super embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;) got for me in Korea which is constantly dumped onto the floor in the middle of the night cos it's so small. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll never sleep on my bed after I come home from outside unless I shower/change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And obviously nobody is allowed to sit on my bed if they come, unless the girls are over for sleepover and they are clean already, yes they can. (Novell came for sleepover and after she showered she still didn't dare to sit on my bed cos she said that she remembered how much I hate people sitting on my bed!) I only hate it when they are not clean!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't eat spicy food, not even a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stand the smell of chili, but I eat laksa and certain curries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I scream when you make me shower in cold water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;People who camped with me should know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I eat whipped cream though it's really fat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I remember the other time I was at Starbucks with Ernest, and both of us were mad-eating whipped cream, and I ended up bringing the cup to the person and asking her for more, tell me, fat or not! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I stone/stare into space unknowingly, with my mouth open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hmmm, and yes, almost all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need to clean my ears everyday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Else I'll feel really uncomfortable. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't pronounce VANILLA, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it always goes... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;VANILLEA/VANINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yes, so pray hard that the word won't come out for Olevels English) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The fast reaction in me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think I shouldn't elaborate more on this. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't eat orange. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ask me why, I don't know too, but I love avocados, and that's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wished I'm a farmer at times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because I love checkered shirt, those kind, you know.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate it when people call me by my chinese name, it gives me goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Even and despite the fact that I love my chinese name, when people call Yushan intentionally, it's the omgosh feeling, i dont like it. Anyway, I can never get the right pronounciation of the yu word. So thank God for Agatha and my dad who chose the name for me, but i don't mind if it's shanshan/AHSHAN! LOL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Okay, it's getting so so so boring here, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SmnPU0TotoI/AAAAAAAAD4o/EbHkplEa3Ko/s1600-h/Photo+345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SmnPU0TotoI/AAAAAAAAD4o/EbHkplEa3Ko/s200/Photo+345.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362044787906623106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bangs&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;gotta have another haircut tomorrrrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-7903621345214726439?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7903621345214726439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7903621345214726439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/07/blahblahblacksheepanyhanimoolibah.html' title='blahblahblacksheepanyhanimoolibah.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SmnPU0TotoI/AAAAAAAAD4o/EbHkplEa3Ko/s72-c/Photo+345.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-1648647060851459658</id><published>2009-07-23T14:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T15:22:21.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sicky thursday sucky day.</title><content type='html'>idk is Ernest's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trick&lt;/span&gt; to Chunseng last night or what,&lt;br /&gt;i'm all dizzzy now plus headache. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't get Mommy's love at all cos she went dating with my Dad and met him for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;and Eve is i think having hangover, da's at work. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my schoolmates have class till 5, if not i'll invite them over for durian puffs/mochi/icecream/&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cookies&lt;/span&gt;. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failed english and bio by one mark (still thank God for the 2grades improvement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truffles making tomorrow after dinner tomorrow anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to make me happier,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SmgLUsKDxZI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/-di54sUFkmg/s1600-h/IMG_6280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SmgLUsKDxZI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/-di54sUFkmg/s200/IMG_6280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361547806463214994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SmgLUPbVu7I/AAAAAAAAD3Q/F-8lxEqqBAU/s1600-h/DSC02630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; 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height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SmgMvTtN4PI/AAAAAAAAD3g/0MVV7SmthxU/s200/IMG_8029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361549363267887346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SmgO4FyoNUI/AAAAAAAAD4I/QFbojuzgD5o/s1600-h/DSC04446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SmgO4FyoNUI/AAAAAAAAD4I/QFbojuzgD5o/s200/DSC04446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361551713174566210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-1648647060851459658?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/1648647060851459658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/1648647060851459658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/07/sicky-thursday-sucky-day.html' title='sicky thursday sucky day.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SmgLUsKDxZI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/-di54sUFkmg/s72-c/IMG_6280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-3720574727311100495</id><published>2009-07-18T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:14:04.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Up high   standing in the line of pretense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;I rather you fall to who you really are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;To see you going further up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;till you don't know where you're heading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with no goodbye&lt;br /&gt;but suffering for fallacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[-PS: beeeen so long since  I can write theseeee!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-3720574727311100495?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3720574727311100495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3720574727311100495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-you-stand-in-line-of-pretense-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-7273318124650059474</id><published>2009-07-12T21:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:40:04.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday-Yay.</title><content type='html'>It's beeeeeeen so long since I last went for English service, prolly about 6 months. It feels so, refreshing to be there today, so glad that I decided to go there today despite everything because God really touched my heart, and I'm just so glad, so thankful, so excited for what God had already planned for me even though the past few months is really grrrrrrrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SlnnLRJHi8I/AAAAAAAAD1o/I0WnWcA3XGQ/s1600-h/DSC00513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SlnnLRJHi8I/AAAAAAAAD1o/I0WnWcA3XGQ/s320/DSC00513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357567412500138946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- A few weeks agoo... -&lt;br /&gt;Think I've got the coolest Dad cos I was paiseh to take the balloon from the person,&lt;br /&gt;he went and take it for me, and even pose for the camera, how cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Met Novell and Hairee, and Weien joined us later in the library today, mugging was only fruitful alone. Can't library just have more seats! However talking to Novell was sadness and happiness and gladness in it since we really talk about hundred and one thing, and it's like sigh for this, smiles for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, mathsp2 tmr, *!screams!*&lt;br /&gt;Dad Mommy Eve back tmr, *!SCREAMS!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-7273318124650059474?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7273318124650059474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7273318124650059474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/07/praise-lord.html' title='Sunday-Yay.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SlnnLRJHi8I/AAAAAAAAD1o/I0WnWcA3XGQ/s72-c/DSC00513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-5170704126165417358</id><published>2009-07-11T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:00:47.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Novell's version of Cadbury's ad</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="456" height="379" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1b4f75ee4ffd810b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1b4f75ee4ffd810b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331629828%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5952B2D7DD8BB6626872B86DD739D6A2BC7AC2BE.546740B06AB997480F4F1BB44CDC2B7FB4D4A0F6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1b4f75ee4ffd810b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Djsna23c-OJ8T4RtiaJdVZxqz1DQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="456" height="379" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1b4f75ee4ffd810b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331629828%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5952B2D7DD8BB6626872B86DD739D6A2BC7AC2BE.546740B06AB997480F4F1BB44CDC2B7FB4D4A0F6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1b4f75ee4ffd810b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Djsna23c-OJ8T4RtiaJdVZxqz1DQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(miyuki was e one commenting! 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JamieOliver dinner tomorrow, me am the mighty chef! I can't wait for grocery shopping, it's like my favorite part, should i invite my close friends over? Anyway i think I'm the best sister on earth, and obvioulsy the best sister on earth will have the bestest sisters! To think we had sleepover at Dajie room last weekend was really cute and sweeeeet and ugly(cos eve was sleeping beside me then she open her mouth damn big and i took a photo of her, muahahahha)! Aw, I love my sisters! So thankful for them, gonna put in extra effort to make all our dreams come true at the end of the year since its me delaying them! So excited, i think our parents is gonna faint, but whooo! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-3346259037175789974?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3346259037175789974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3346259037175789974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/07/3daysofprelim-2-nights-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-1364137724943527333</id><published>2009-07-10T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T18:03:08.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ijustwonderhowareyou,youlikethatwithsnpandpissingmeoffsobadlybutilitsomuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-1364137724943527333?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/1364137724943527333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/1364137724943527333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/07/ijustwonderhowareyouyoulikethatwithsnpa.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-619821617799102575</id><published>2009-07-05T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:04:55.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Headache is killing me so badly-as in I can't even nap thanks to the headtache! And each time I stand up is giddydizzygiddy. I seriously rather die than to live on earth and only to fail my prelims. Oh gosh. I think Lilin will come in and scold me because we've studied so hard for 9 years and just to die like that is not worthwhile. I don't really care about how much I studied cos if I die now, at most I'll only feel that it's not worthwhile cos I didn't live to see and explore the cuteness of my children and build my walk-in wardrobe (18 more weeks!). And that's not all, I haven't buy a garden for my mom yet, and I've not done anything much for God at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my dear Lilin bitch, even if you get h1n1, I'll still go to your house and study with you Geography okay. h1n1 is nothing but a pig flu and we won't die easily cos pig are stupider than us so they can't produce killing virus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-619821617799102575?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/619821617799102575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/619821617799102575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/07/headache-is-killing-me-so-badly-as-in-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-3691799686712239608</id><published>2009-07-04T10:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:25:40.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disgusted</title><content type='html'>now i don't even bother to go online each time i use computer, i'm so tired of everything now that i practically gonna bury myself in book, do well for myself, and not be bothered with anything, even those who are trying to get back at me, go ahead and try your luck cos i will def. not be brought down so easily, and i'll still love you all cos we're still friends afterall, i don't know why you'll have this kind of thinking, but when it's time to stop giving in, i'll not hesitate to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, thank God for so many cheerful/foxy people around me, those who will KFC/Sakae with me when I need twopiecechicken, kanitemp/chawanmushi, love you all. i can't wait for sleepover and midnight movie cos that'll mark the end of prelims 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;18 more weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-3691799686712239608?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3691799686712239608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3691799686712239608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/07/disgusted.html' title='disgusted'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-2347738836719377775</id><published>2009-06-28T16:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T16:08:33.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The blithe-ty! Saturday.</title><content type='html'>I am starting to love Saturdays for some reasons, but yesterday seemed to be one of the best Saturday I've had in a long time. Mainly because I've been spending all my Saturdays studying or half the time don't know what I was doing, just like I how I ended up having a haircut last Saturday and went home with a headache. But there's always this joyous moment of every Saturdays I guess, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Guides Carnival in the morning, and Lilin brought her brother's camera with her, I tell you, I didn't take out my camera the big whole time cos her camera is simply just better than mine! It's so fun trying to adjust the coloring and focus,&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna be a photographer!&lt;/span&gt; And Novell was my model of the day, while Jared is trying to make me a paparazzi I guess! By the way, did I mention that I was a little excited for going back to Guides House? It's been such a long long time! I remembered I had to go back to Guides House every Saturday in preparation for my Scotland trip last year, and I struggled to every Saturday, and yesterday, I sorta jumped my way there, not wearing uniform!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carnival there yesterday wasn't as good as the one which I participated two years ago outside Cineleisure! It's too squeezy already, and the song dedication booth didn't have Hoedown Throwdown, lousy! Poor Maurice had like 25dollars to spare there, but there's nothing much to do/buy, you know... Jared paid for all the tickets by the way. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/Skcczux5V1I/AAAAAAAAD1Y/6KoBCtFHBMk/s1600-h/IMG_2742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/Skcczux5V1I/AAAAAAAAD1Y/6KoBCtFHBMk/s320/IMG_2742.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352278357209339730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lilin, Novell and I happened to wear almost the same thing, and we were all shocked when we see each other!  And the flower prints sista, Weien and Kahyarn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SkcczFCn9BI/AAAAAAAAD1I/BR1LpSZdasI/s1600-h/IMG_2792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SkcczFCn9BI/AAAAAAAAD1I/BR1LpSZdasI/s320/IMG_2792.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352278346005214226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The best girlfriend, bitch, because&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's what friends are for! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SkcczJFWhhI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/IpcYzxyFaZ0/s1600-h/IMG_2804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SkcczJFWhhI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/IpcYzxyFaZ0/s320/IMG_2804.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352278347090396690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Those who went, and Mrs Ong sold that chicken to Maurice!&lt;br /&gt;PS: Look at what Uncle Hilmy is wearing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After which, we decided to go to Coffee bean to chill out, and it was a lot of photos taken in my camera, but Macbook doesn't have memory card reader, and Dad brought Acer out, so photos be here soon, or facebook! Anyway, took a good lot of unglams there, and Novell is complety bored at Coffee bean! So we went to Jiaqi's place and Guitar Hero was fun although I'm such a noob, but fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then it was ColdStorage with Kahyarn for our dinner at my place! Preparation with her was fun! Anyway, the dinner was called Potato Pontana since almost all of us prepared potato dish! And Joanne's Pontana joke. Hahaha, it was fun! So fun hanging out with them. Bride wars for the second time, I irritated Kahyarn to the max by telling her what's gonna happen! Funfunfun! Photo taking was fun but I'm not gonna post anything I guess, it's too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm gonna prepare for school tomorrow! Am supposed to have tuition but tuition teacher postponed it so last minute! Grrrr, think Mom's gonna nag when she knows about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-2347738836719377775?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2347738836719377775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2347738836719377775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/06/blithe-ty-saturday.html' title='The blithe-ty! Saturday.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/Skcczux5V1I/AAAAAAAAD1Y/6KoBCtFHBMk/s72-c/IMG_2742.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-6444039817352683905</id><published>2009-06-26T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:32:52.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Black out @ Long Beach on Fathers' Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SkGJ3s3a_SI/AAAAAAAAD04/q1geJ4yD8FQ/s1600-h/DSC07830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SkGJ3s3a_SI/AAAAAAAAD04/q1geJ4yD8FQ/s320/DSC07830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350709422322285858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look at Dad's tummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SkGJ3SSqrNI/AAAAAAAAD0w/C3O-pniDqxM/s1600-h/DSC07813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SkGJ3SSqrNI/AAAAAAAAD0w/C3O-pniDqxM/s320/DSC07813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350709415188802770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SkGJ3LFczbI/AAAAAAAAD0o/cRv9PyvQ584/s1600-h/DSC07811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SkGJ3LFczbI/AAAAAAAAD0o/cRv9PyvQ584/s320/DSC07811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350709413254319538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think last Sunday is the most tiring Fathers' Day I've ever had, but thank God everything went well, just that I'm a little to lazy to go to the mart to get beef and hotdogs to make Coney Dog for Dad. I'm gonna make it soon! If there's an extend for the holidays, it'll be... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Tuesday is Coney Dog day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But whatever, Happy Fathers' Day to Papa, and Fatfat Uncle! (Like as if Fatfat Uncle reads this). &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ps: Fatfat uncle is the best uncle you can have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A summary of what I did (ps: super lengthy i think) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Attended Color Friday! Super happy cos finally English Worship plus dinner with Grace and Deborah before surprising Cassandra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sleepover at Lilin's place! Really slept!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Irritating Lilin and Yuting on Saturday plus waking ErnestNah up and screaming at Wendy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mcds (study = mcflurry for ernest), waffle, footmassage@wendy's place(very shiok!) and Ernest cuts his finger cos he's so rude and ungentlemen-ly to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bugis, madwalk, and 1for1 haircut, hairwashed, blow &amp;amp; style! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoping, praying and wishing at night for Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photoshoooooot it baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reservation made a Red house, Red house service sucks and screwed it all up! Seafood restaurant without crabs?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went Long Beach, crabbies, crayfish, sharkfins, bun it baby, and many more random food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday was Amaths, Mcd breakfast treat from Mr Latiff, and more maths &amp;amp; northpoint with Justina and a lot of secrets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday was bring dajie to dentist, japfoodcourt lunch!, geog geog geog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday was hunrgy, lunched with Shimin cos she's hungry too, tuition is postponed, me was happy, mugging at library, met Ernah for dinner, Mcflurry was crazy splashing everywhere and anywhere, G12 was :D, msn with Canice was :D and transfering kisses for her was muacksmuacksmuacks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thursday was mugging again, plus smuggling sushi, and :D :D :D Jogging with Dad was a lot of love, my stamina improved! Dinner at home is a lot of love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was woodlandslib with sab&amp;amp;kel plus lotsa memories with ben(omg i miss him), -am currently tired of typing fyi- 5 Dollars Lunch birthday treat frm Sab, Ajisen, milomcflurry, tys, taking ugly photos, and cannot study anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dinner was awesome, and what's the meaning of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; son of a gun&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bible reading is lotsa love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been walking home from Northpoint everyday! So happy cos I'm saving 45cents everytime I walk, not only that I'm exercising, am I not healthy? :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow's the carnival, I'm so excited for no reason, it's once again going back to guideshouse on a Saturday morning, but it's different this time, cos we get to wear outside clothes and go with our friends! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm gonna watch movie and sleep now! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-6444039817352683905?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/6444039817352683905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/6444039817352683905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/06/black-out-long-beach-on-fathers-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SkGJ3s3a_SI/AAAAAAAAD04/q1geJ4yD8FQ/s72-c/DSC07830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-910988725544901319</id><published>2009-06-22T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:06:04.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grrr, so angry. So I've all along been studying in a store room.  tsktsktsk. &lt;br /&gt;Tsk, if only this study room is upstairs, I'll make it my bed room so that I ONLY PACK MY BED ROOM and NOT THEIR STOREROOM FOR THEM. Grrr, pissed off. angry, booo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@#$%^&amp;%$#@!#$%^&amp;*&amp;^%$#@#$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-910988725544901319?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/910988725544901319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/910988725544901319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/06/grrr-so-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-877631779347276440</id><published>2009-06-18T00:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:18:27.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lilin is dead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SjkWhhVjQhI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/nRZKN6VI4Kw/s1600-h/Photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SjkWhhVjQhI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/nRZKN6VI4Kw/s320/Photo+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348330797619429906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An eye for an eye,&lt;br /&gt;and I just sonic-boomed you,&lt;br /&gt;so i doubt you're alive to see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-877631779347276440?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/877631779347276440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/877631779347276440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/06/lilin-is-dead.html' title='Lilin is dead.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SjkWhhVjQhI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/nRZKN6VI4Kw/s72-c/Photo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-9201122698191492709</id><published>2009-06-11T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:25:01.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SjEMw8YBunI/AAAAAAAADz4/36GCHHwW8O8/s1600-h/DSC00500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SjEMw8YBunI/AAAAAAAADz4/36GCHHwW8O8/s320/DSC00500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346068267645647474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Despite the fact that I nearly tripped(very super embarrassing), I step on myself and it really hurts, I knock my hand against the chair and it hurts, I became Ernest's personal assistance at RI(TSK), Ernest and I had a super tiring+violent war in Toyrus, and Ernest can't stop doing his stupid handsigh plus pinched me like I'm Novell, I'm still so happy today cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today is '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rich&lt;/span&gt;' day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ate Sushi Tei for the first time!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hazendaz was :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ernest got me a new chocolate belt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I watched Hannah Montana, finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ernah fell in love with Hannah Montana.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I slapped Ernest cause he asked me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Thank you Ernah, the dumb brother of Hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you ChengHwee for the treat yesterday! :D Will invite you to bbqs lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you Miyuki, Ky, Lilin, Joanna, Sheena, Liming, and Ch for the company yesterday.:D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And Novell, don't PMS! tsk, you're going on the 18th! I don't care! Hmph.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justinananana, jiayou for braces tmr! Dont be scared! Shopping spree on Sat! :D &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ghufran, don't stress, I spell your name correctly pls.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ernest Khong is a Nanny Bull.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss Sab and Kel, it's Ben's Bday tomorrow.. ):&lt;br /&gt;Benben where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Aw, I'm so thankful with the people around me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-9201122698191492709?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/9201122698191492709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/9201122698191492709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-day.html' title='Happy Day!'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SjEMw8YBunI/AAAAAAAADz4/36GCHHwW8O8/s72-c/DSC00500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-8069400890278813761</id><published>2009-06-10T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:45:10.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You lift my feet off the ground, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spin me around, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you make me crazier, crazier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like how you made me fall so deep, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fly me up and about, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and put me down deeper again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-8069400890278813761?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8069400890278813761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8069400890278813761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-lift-my-feet-off-ground-spin-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-3720455698154473210</id><published>2009-06-07T10:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:46:45.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Mommmy.</title><content type='html'>So thankful and grateful to Mommy, though she's so naggy and loves to grumble on my birthdays, but the one who suffered several hours of pain, unconsciousness, the tummy scars and so much blood lost,  and done so much for me sixteen years ago till today, still standing strong in nagging at us. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I wonder if I can be as great as my Mom is to me to my kids in the future.. obviously not the nagging part, I wouldn't want to be a naggy Mommy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-3720455698154473210?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3720455698154473210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3720455698154473210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-mommmy.html' title='I love Mommmy.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-4067395315749430090</id><published>2009-06-04T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:43:26.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SifYCkgIEkI/AAAAAAAADzw/gk-9RuEtrcg/s1600-h/DSC07238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SifYCkgIEkI/AAAAAAAADzw/gk-9RuEtrcg/s320/DSC07238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343477021568143938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;June holidays have never been so assy in my life at all, but the happy thing is that I've conquered the Chinese papers, just that i feel that I miss out a bit here and there in terms of point forms! But thank God for all the strength to study all these while, struggling for family dinners and trying to stay awake in class(though I do fall asleep in class, I'll never miss out on the impt pts!) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I feel that the supplementary lessons are really crazy! Emaths, followed by Amaths, and I realised that I cannot make it for A maths during holidays cos my attention will be drifted to other stuffs like my milo in tupperware, giving Maurices sad looks, and whining to Minxue telling her how many minutes till break time! But I really enjoy Bio though it's two hours and the thought of it kills, but it's so interesting and easy to understand, esp when Miss Low does the chromosome dance! So thankful for Miss Low teaching us! :D I love Chemistry lessons too, but practically, I can't do practicals! For a zillion times, the chemicals will fly out/spill, test tubes will break, and here I go again, screaming and feeling annoyed with myself and the assy chemicals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to study at the library since starbucks at northpoint have no seats. I love studying at library cos I can do a lot within a short period of time! Three cheers to library at night, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Java chip frap wasn't a lot of help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ernest can't solve maths today ending up with zero degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ernest ps-ed me for campfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Junjun smsed me to ask me out to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lilin was jealous cos Jun smsed me alot of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Muahahahahaha. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maths tys have crazy questions with crazy answers! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I walked home and intented to meet dad and mom, but we didn't meet at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;By the way, EVE is the assiest sister on Earth and in the outerspace.&lt;br /&gt;Back to Maths, I've posted pictures on fb anyway, go see go see go see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-4067395315749430090?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4067395315749430090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4067395315749430090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-need-break.html' title='I need a break.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SifYCkgIEkI/AAAAAAAADzw/gk-9RuEtrcg/s72-c/DSC07238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-868698436911618877</id><published>2009-06-03T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:02:23.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh God,&lt;br /&gt;Help help help,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired, so tired, so so so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-868698436911618877?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/868698436911618877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/868698436911618877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-god-help-help-help-im-so-tired-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-1168254845331673005</id><published>2009-05-25T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:40:03.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven more days to go. :C</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/ShpXz0Zs8DI/AAAAAAAADzo/R3ZwXaeQeLc/s1600-h/Desktop1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/ShpXz0Zs8DI/AAAAAAAADzo/R3ZwXaeQeLc/s320/Desktop1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339676855952535602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Dad loves to be crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Been doing Chinese like nobody's business in school, and I think the school's giving us way too many papers and we're really tired from it. Sigh, though I wanna ace my Chinese, but the sight of Chinese papers make me want to sleep now. I really dislike Chinese now, can't wait to get Chinese outta my life. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for KFC.&lt;br /&gt;Aw, Physic tuition later! 2 more sessions and it will be over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-1168254845331673005?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/1168254845331673005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/1168254845331673005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/seven-more-days-to-go-c.html' title='Seven more days to go. :C'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/ShpXz0Zs8DI/AAAAAAAADzo/R3ZwXaeQeLc/s72-c/Desktop1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-3143963340582506100</id><published>2009-05-19T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T15:35:52.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunnnnnny smiley Josie!</title><content type='html'>I love today, off with the Monday blues, it's Tuesday Sunshine! Yay, the Sun's back and the weather is pretty hot but still alright, better as compared to the gloomy rainy days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floor ball during PE today was safe! No one have broken teeth today and I keep scoring! Yay! Milo packet attacked Kahyarn today anyhow! It was funny how the Milo just spilled out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more is that, I've finally debate today! I laughed like mad even and despite that I warned Ernest not to make me laugh, and that I assured people that I wouldn't laugh. But, Ernest just took his seat and sat all the way almost right in front of me and thankfully he was asked to sit at the back again cos I kept laughing. And Gary Hau kept doing some actions which made me laugh even more and I don't know why Brandon ask me to look towards Gary when Brandon is in the same team as me! So I broke out laughing! After which, I read very smoothly until I realise that I was shaking so obviously and I banged on of my hand down onto the table and I'm still freaking shaking! And so I broke out laughing to calm myself down! And I finished off without laughing I think! But anywaywayway, Mdm Nathan said that I was confident and am a good speaker! Just that I keep laughing only! Yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next, I'm home so early! Triple ass ended at 2.50 today cos Mr Latiff seeing Band1 being released early, he let us off too! Three cheers for early dismissal! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 more days to Chinese, I'm having doubts of A1, but nonetheless, I must have faith in myself like how I always tell Lilin! Okay, I'm gonna shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PS: I miss Josie and all the Laurens, not forgetting Eden &amp;amp; Issac! :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-3143963340582506100?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3143963340582506100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3143963340582506100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunnnnnny-smiley-josie.html' title='Sunnnnnny smiley Josie!'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-7295058285957702768</id><published>2009-05-18T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:02:02.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate mondays</title><content type='html'>triple asses as assy as always&lt;br /&gt;but at least chinese was productive today cos we did worksheets&lt;br /&gt;and i hate menses and menses cramps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent 2 breaks studying for my bio which marks up to about an hour&lt;br /&gt;8 hours of school if i think, like frm 720-200&lt;br /&gt;two hours of triple ass&lt;br /&gt;and 2.5 hours of physic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's still like sets test tomorrow which i've got totally no idea of what it is but i'm gonna make it cos i'm gonna start studying for it after i've rant here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw, i'm so proud of myself for surviving all these hours of schooling/studying/whatever, and i finally managed to pass my chinese dication test today! thank God for everything cos without His strength everyday i doubt i can do that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, debate, mathtest, and more dramamamas tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-7295058285957702768?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7295058285957702768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7295058285957702768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hate-mondays.html' title='i hate mondays'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-4489927575412038030</id><published>2009-05-16T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T21:42:36.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random random random.</title><content type='html'>Saturday is study day at Starbucks now that it's the last year of school, and Ernest mentioned that we've upgraded from studying at Khatib Macs to Sembawang Starbucks. And the next time we'll be upgraded to Cafe Cartel according to him. And yesyes, I did Chinese today! Like memorising the letter writing thing, it wasn't a happy thing at all but just two more weeks and Chinese will be gone! (And if I go Polytechnics, Chinese will seriously be gone! But I still wanna go JCs if I can)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Kahyarn's birthday celebration on Monday wasn't a very happy event, but at least from what had happened, I'm glad that I actually flared up! Though I felt bad cos it's Kahyarn's birthday, but at least I get to learn so so so many things and know so much more about people!&lt;br /&gt;And I really did what I said and gave Ernest a crane on his birthday! Gave him the small one cos the big gigantic one couldn't enter his house to lift him up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I lovelovelove doing Maths with Canice on Tuesdays/Thursdays! It's so, satisfying and Canice is like an answer machine who can give solution step by step patiently! Shimin haven't been studying all these weeks! Tsk! She's only concerned about Ernest's Party and her dance partner. LOL. And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already craving for Ikea's meatball and thanks to Rain, I'm also craving for Cheeeseburger, I want Mos burgers! Awwww. I so want to move to Pasir Ris/ Tamp cos there's Ikea, new shopping mall, and all the glorious good food over there! But wait no no, I hate going there at times cos the crowd there are very very rowdy I don't know why, I always get squeeze/bang over there. Bang over as in, people just walked passed and bang me WITHOUT saying sorry. I remembered I went to Bedok North to eat barchormee before leaving for Scotland last year and there's this old man who bang into my left arm and hand and he did not even say sorry, it hurt so much that I cried, whine with my Mom and didn't want to go Scotland for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Chinese paper in two weeks, I'm like setting higher aims now that I've got a B4 for my second Chinese papers this year, I really really hope that I can get an A for Chinese after seeing my results yesterday. Thank God thank God thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more weeks to June Holidays and my 16th is coming! I don't know why, but whoo, it seemed like a dream come true to be sixteen cos I used to watch sweetsixteen on MTV when I was young, then now it's like, wait no, I guess in Singapore, 16 aren't really that sweet. But I seriously can't wait to be seventeeen! :D I wish I could be water baptized and I wish I could go overseas myself, and I wish I could get a own Mac Book all for myself, and I wish I could have a new room all for myself, I wish Dajie get married and give birth to a lot of children so I can play with them and I wish I could do so many things!  But not for now, I've to focus on my O levels, getting good results is on top of the list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that, I'm so contented with myself cos I passed Amaths test and Physic test! Though I didn't do as well for Phy, but three cheers please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I want to go camping, I miss camping.&lt;br /&gt;I even superpoked everyone on Facebook who had been/went to a camp with me before! All those wonderful wonderful memories! Awwww...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-4489927575412038030?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4489927575412038030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4489927575412038030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-random-random.html' title='Random random random.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-3959728565799820018</id><published>2009-05-11T18:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T18:34:01.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy's Greatest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I cried while writing Mommy's card last night, thank God that everyone in the house was asleep. Mommy's definitely the greatest gift on my first day on Earth. She carried me for seven months in her womb (PS: I'm premature baby), gave birth to me in unconsciousness because I wanna come out one month earlier than the date the doctor had assigned(which was already one month earlier). Had a scar because of me, and have to go for so many check ups all these years for us! I wonder if I'll have the courage to even give birth next time, but babies are so much so much joy, I think that's what that gives all the Moms in the world the will to see their children grow no matter what kind of circumstances they are in. It's looking after me all these 16 years, and never giving me up all these while. Make sure I sleep well every night by giving me the reassurance that she'll come to my room in the night to look after me. Running to me each time I scream/whine when I'm sick. And, hugging me each time I'm going for a jab and blood test even till today. Mom is really awesome, she had and is gonna do so so so much for me, and not only me, she did so much for Dajie and Eve, and still going strong and naggy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; Mothers' Day Breakfast Treat at Riders' Cafe. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SgZgVbN7hbI/AAAAAAAADwo/UKkMw-BjjkY/s1600-h/DSC06841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SgZgVbN7hbI/AAAAAAAADwo/UKkMw-BjjkY/s320/DSC06841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334056729866634674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SgZgUiI4XEI/AAAAAAAADwg/hJrOsz60jAQ/s1600-h/DSC06834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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I'm studying basically everyday, and well, I don't know to be thankful to everything that Ernest Nah did by coming up with so many jokes about me and make the whole class laugh or not, but I wonder if I'll laugh as much in school without those. It's disgusting, disturbing, and ... Very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing differentiation and electricity these few days, and really thank God for all the people who studied with me these few days, if not, I think I'll just cry and throw my amaths book away because although differentiation was a lot of love but it gets a little assy sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, shareholders' meeting was held almost every week now and then, it's getting boring. If only we had some assets, I think things would get better, and we'll have more ideas and choices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Saturday, Sunday, and Monday(PS: finally a Monday w/o Bio triple ass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: It's SEVEN! of May! One month will pass, real soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-6043719272476077168?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/6043719272476077168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/6043719272476077168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/randomrandomrandom.html' title='Randomrandomrandom.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-4196945549263324645</id><published>2009-05-03T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:04:13.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll big fun, on the bayou.</title><content type='html'>I'm super tired and restless now, even despite the fact that I took an hour nap after breakfast, I'm still tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I nearly overslept today! Thank God that I made it just right on time to church today. The sharing today as really good and timely I guess. Was just sharing how tired I was praying for my family with Canice on Friday, and yes, I should really press on and.. Press in. According to Canice, press in is applicable too. Her smses are so fat that my phone hanged after she sent in her sms last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaywaywayway, my bday is cominginginging. Aren't that exciting? I think, I'll be going to Palau Ubin with my family on my sweet sixteen! Sweet sixteen parties/celebrations are just for girly girls! So, instead of sweet sixteen, I'm gonna have my seventeen celebration instead. :]  But I wouldn't mind birthday dinners/lunches/whatever! :D I think I dont wanna celebrate with my girlfriends, they're a bunch of heartless freaks who abandoned me on my 14th birthday with poor Ernest and only turned up at the end of the day, and on my 15th, they together with Ern and Jun smashed flour on my face while taking photos and left me having breathing/respiratory problems for the rest of the night. I wonder what they'll do this year! Forget my birthday? Go on a tour to Malaysia w/o me? More flour? Oh no, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/Sf0zKptzsBI/AAAAAAAADwE/rYmvY9c0lqM/s1600-h/DSCN2364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/Sf0zKptzsBI/AAAAAAAADwE/rYmvY9c0lqM/s320/DSCN2364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331473791966228498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HEARTLESS FREAK (minus the one in green at the side)&lt;br /&gt;sorry for poor photo quality, lazy to upload the ones in my thumbdrive&lt;br /&gt;will post photos sooon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-4196945549263324645?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4196945549263324645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29812075&amp;postID=4196945549263324645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4196945549263324645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4196945549263324645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-big-fun-on-bayou.html' title='We&apos;ll big fun, on the bayou.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/Sf0zKptzsBI/AAAAAAAADwE/rYmvY9c0lqM/s72-c/DSCN2364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-4684096015543061034</id><published>2009-05-01T14:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T14:38:35.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is like a blade that cuts right through me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-4684096015543061034?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4684096015543061034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4684096015543061034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-like-blade-that-cuts-right-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-4267517164925327837</id><published>2009-04-25T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T10:57:26.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomrandomrandom.</title><content type='html'>It's finally the long awaited Saturday! And as I've said, pictures! For the start, let me introduce you guys my disgusting class seating partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SfJ0bV0krCI/AAAAAAAADv8/wEbiR3CxakY/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SfJ0bV0krCI/AAAAAAAADv8/wEbiR3CxakY/s320/DSC00089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328449322195659810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TienLilin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, I dont really know how to blog now, since I've got really random photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SfJ0bNCfSMI/AAAAAAAADv0/iPhdfI_nZEc/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SfJ0bNCfSMI/AAAAAAAADv0/iPhdfI_nZEc/s320/DSC00077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328449319838107842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SfJ0a1pTaGI/AAAAAAAADvs/3ABWztMOYhQ/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SfJ0a1pTaGI/AAAAAAAADvs/3ABWztMOYhQ/s320/DSC00041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328449313558456418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SfJz7M-B__I/AAAAAAAADvk/DaFnUxeIUSo/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SfJz7M-B__I/AAAAAAAADvk/DaFnUxeIUSo/s320/DSC00068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328448770063597554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SfJz61VLYGI/AAAAAAAADvc/tF4EgAN4uOU/s1600-h/DSC00121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SfJz61VLYGI/AAAAAAAADvc/tF4EgAN4uOU/s320/DSC00121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328448763718230114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told ya! Really random isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Sab and Kel last week for a little catch up, and it was really great! I mean, it's so rare that we're all free on the same day! But so sad, we still have no idea of where Ben is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SfJz53-eHmI/AAAAAAAADvE/ekkA99dlRdY/s1600-h/DSC00148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SfJz53-eHmI/AAAAAAAADvE/ekkA99dlRdY/s320/DSC00148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328448747248426594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SfJz6CRspZI/AAAAAAAADvM/Cp-KD27Evxo/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SfJz6CRspZI/AAAAAAAADvM/Cp-KD27Evxo/s320/DSC00149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328448750013425042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy because I went hof last night! Been months since I last went please. Like finally I can worship in English! It was really awesome though I was quite lost initially! But anyway, it was :D Mass sms-es was crazy! I ended up with 40 plus sms-es after church, and I don't really understand a single sms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this week was crazy, so many bitching sessions, missing classes thanks to Napfa, lotsa cramps, and being so lonely when Da and Er were not in Singapore. Really hope that everything will stop, getting really sick and tired of it! Afterall we're in the same class, and it's the last year already! Why not just forgive and forget, and be nice?  Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is really going crazzzzzzzzzzzzily hot. Though I love the sun, but I really annoyed but the heat! It's irriatating, esp when you're trying to study! Grrr. Talking about studies, I can't wait for my O's to be over, I mean, it's very contradicting, cause on the other hand, I really dont want it to come so soon! But, if I do well, I'll be going Europe next June! I'll be going to Scotland to celebrate Josie's birthday, do a little catching up with them, and obviously shopping right! Hopefully if I have enough money, I'll go to Ireland/Amsterdam I think, to tour, and finally will leave the airport in London during stopover to tour and shop! How exciting right! I can't wait to see the girls in Scotland, I really miss them, esp Lauren and Josie, and Eden's family. Awwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I wanna go Ireland because of PS I love you! It's sucha nice place! And, Vell mentioned that we'll all go tgt when we're 18! Canice, we can get our caps/hats, everything that Holly wore! Haha, and we'll get stuck in the middle of the lake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Yuting's birthday tomorrow! So exciting, it's always her birthday that we have a outing, get together. I can't wait for my 17th! I really hope that I can be water baptised after my 17th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-4267517164925327837?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4267517164925327837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4267517164925327837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/04/randomrandomrandom.html' title='Randomrandomrandom.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SfJ0bV0krCI/AAAAAAAADv8/wEbiR3CxakY/s72-c/DSC00089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-9050575584455713024</id><published>2009-04-22T21:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:02:46.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To evelynxus and yvonnexus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/Se8jG5SUvPI/AAAAAAAADu8/nj8DZ19Dxho/s1600-h/Photo+276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/Se8jG5SUvPI/AAAAAAAADu8/nj8DZ19Dxho/s320/Photo+276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327515485566450930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/Se8jGtgREhI/AAAAAAAADu0/-Fi7js9pQ2A/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/Se8jGtgREhI/AAAAAAAADu0/-Fi7js9pQ2A/s320/DSC00033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327515482403705362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(PS: It's not ghost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh no, we're all so unglam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can't believe this, but I'm actually missing my sisters so much.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxoxo X 99999.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Agathakohxus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-9050575584455713024?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/9050575584455713024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29812075&amp;postID=9050575584455713024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/9050575584455713024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/9050575584455713024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-evelynxus-and-yvonnexus.html' title='To evelynxus and yvonnexus.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/Se8jG5SUvPI/AAAAAAAADu8/nj8DZ19Dxho/s72-c/Photo+276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-555178318410737788</id><published>2009-04-14T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:27:49.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book of blessings</title><content type='html'>I am so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; and not feeling terrible anymore because,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eve bought me a super nice breakfast today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Picnic in class was a lot of love with my neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I pass my 2.4km run for the first time in my secondary school years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS: I always fail by a few seconds!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sitting alone for Geography at the back is :D&lt;br /&gt;(though physical geog is not very :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I found the consent form!&lt;/span&gt; Though I still suspect someone stole my poor results slip. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bubble tea was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on the house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(according to Shamala, the auntie doesn't want them to pay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I spent a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fruitful afternoon&lt;/span&gt; in school doing math! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom is a lot of love! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There's fish steamboat for dinner tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seventeen again&lt;/span&gt; on Thursday with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sakae lunch with Sab and Kel on Friday!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am attending Speech Day on Saturday as a student audience.&lt;br /&gt;(No more marching!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yuting's birthday and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;day out with the seven next weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Just tell me how blessed I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Will post pictures soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-555178318410737788?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/555178318410737788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29812075&amp;postID=555178318410737788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/555178318410737788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/555178318410737788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/04/book-of-blessings.html' title='Book of blessings'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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-29812075.post-3860660731111877448</id><published>2009-04-13T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:33:59.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so horrible now because half of my file is screwed up, i lost my result slip, and the parents' letter for pti, and i gotta hand up to mdmlee this morning. i'm like gonna breakdown anytime because mom just came home and i told her, she went saying sarcastically(even tho she's looking for it now for me) that i always dont take good care of my stuffs and anyhow throw things around, the thing is that, i can't even find it, how on earth can i misplace it. omgomgomgomgomgomomgogomgomgmgogmogmog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after thinking for so long, it can't be that i've stuffed my result slip in my file, and when i reach home, it's gone right, someone must have stole my pathetic slip with poor results! i wonder who will be that sick to do it. aw, i hate stealer, i mean, steal also steal from top students, why me! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now how to tell mdm lee?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-3860660731111877448?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3860660731111877448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29812075&amp;postID=3860660731111877448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3860660731111877448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3860660731111877448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-feel-so-horrible-now-because-half-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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-29812075.post-4012110616462556720</id><published>2009-04-10T12:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:25:12.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache. Cough. Sneeeeze!. Cold. Flu. Blah.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really feel like killing myself when I'm sick, the amount of annoyance sickness and pain bring is terrible. I think I would have killed myself five times this week if I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended two days of school this week, and Wednesday wasn't a very good day at all. Although it started out with a good intention to surprise Hadi since it's his birthday, but it was like a smashing cake/waterballoons/whipcream fight that makes everyone of us dirty and disgusting, the worst is Hadi obviously, but I ended up with a pimple on my nose thanks to someone, tsk. I was actually clean and didn't want to get involved, but since I was dirty, I might as well grab some and dirty my girlfriends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, we ended up going back to school, thanks to the mess we made. But I felt that we were all very responsible for going back alright. But I feel that Mr Leong was too much for whatever he asked, I mean like, if you appoint someone, why do you lack so much trust and have so much doubts in him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I do agree with what Mdm Aini said that it was a blessing in disguise, cause we ended up thrashing all the class matters to them, I completely enjoyed the time writing how I feel towards the teachers treatment to 4e1. However, I didn't write down everything since I can't think of it, and my paper was filled, so well! Dont wanna make myself angrier as well, I'm super good at anger management, okay, maybe not. Its difficult to make myself angry with something. But anyway, I feel super bad and sorry towards Mdm Aini for having to spend so much time on us on Wednesday, thanks to the mess we made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, I'm feeling so sick now, I feel like dying. Gosh, but at least I managed to go to church today! :D Though picnic plan was ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-4012110616462556720?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4012110616462556720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4012110616462556720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/04/headache-cough-sneeeeze-cold-flu-blah.html' title='Headache. Cough. Sneeeeze!. Cold. Flu. Blah.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-5011490660015852421</id><published>2009-04-07T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:44:59.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate this part.</title><content type='html'>hellos.&lt;br /&gt;yours truly here is going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x0s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-5011490660015852421?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/5011490660015852421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/5011490660015852421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/04/hellos.html' title='i hate this part.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-7062458226572295330</id><published>2009-04-06T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T12:22:58.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.T</title><content type='html'>I woke up at eleven,&lt;br /&gt;miss my precious amaths and bio lessons,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm still feeling very tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-7062458226572295330?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7062458226572295330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7062458226572295330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/04/tt.html' title='T.T'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-1417615423517979277</id><published>2009-04-05T18:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T18:41:36.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!@#$%^&amp;*(!</title><content type='html'>I feeel like shit now, thanks to the fact that my I'm feeling so sick. Was still asking Eve what excuses to give to the tuition teacher since I haven't finish her homework, and there you go, I'm feeling hot n cold, and my throat is freaking sore, no matter how much water I drown myself with, it's not gonna work because I realised I've forgotten to take my orangy vitamin drink this week! But this shows something, I need that to keep me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I just wasted my Sunday almost sleeping for half the day, my whole upper body's aching like mad, thanks to wii, and surprising, running to Khatib yesterday had little effect on me I guess, the thing is that, I hate headaches with stomachache and neckaches.. Oh gosh, I want more wii though, it just reminds me of the short and sweet stay over at Eden and Issac's, aww, and the fooood we ate there ... Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so feel like eating pop tarts now, but I don't want my throat to get worse, awwwwww. I've a sudden urge to watch ANTM and Project Runway. Aw, I dont want school tomorrow, but it's Bioooo and Amaths.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-1417615423517979277?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/1417615423517979277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/1417615423517979277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-feeel-like-shit-now-thanks-to-fact.html' title='!@#$%^&amp;*(!'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-2865274008135860267</id><published>2009-04-04T12:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T12:31:03.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satootay.</title><content type='html'>A part of me feel so accomplished since I woke up at seven nearing eight, and went jogging from Yishun Park all the way to Bottle Tree Park in Khatib alone! I think it took me about fourty minutes, with lotsa loosen shoelaces and hair(it just keep droping outta the headbands), and lotsa stray dogs and cats which totally sucked, plus lotsa traffic light! And the thing is that, I won Ghufran! I don't know which route he took, but I reached first! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the other part(like 3/4) feels like shit because I didn't even flunk my Prelim 1, I studied for it, with more focus in Science and yet I got three freaking f9s with one e8. I don't even have the cheek the tell my parents about it, and PTI is next Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't dwell on what had happen, and now that I've stepped down from guides, I hope things will get better and me better be more disciplined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-2865274008135860267?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2865274008135860267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2865274008135860267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/04/satootay.html' title='Satootay.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-6652084197921416042</id><published>2009-04-02T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:14:36.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>100th post.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling weird.&lt;br /&gt;And I dont know why I'm so fond of DanielPowter's Bad Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was two years ago,&lt;br /&gt;if you even bother to check my achieves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm feeling the same kinda weirdness two years later,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm in serious dilemma with three f9s.&lt;br /&gt;and there's less love two years later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-6652084197921416042?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/6652084197921416042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/6652084197921416042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-dilemma.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-6575218040061109499</id><published>2009-03-30T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T18:08:59.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank God,&lt;br /&gt;for answering so many so many prayers,&lt;br /&gt;for all the love, joy, and strength,&lt;br /&gt;for being there all the time,&lt;br /&gt;for healing me,&lt;br /&gt;for sustaining me,&lt;br /&gt;for letting me know He's in control of everything,&lt;br /&gt;for all those dreams,&lt;br /&gt;for making me hold on when I wanted to give up on certain things,&lt;br /&gt;for taking things away,&lt;br /&gt;but giving me what I really need,&lt;br /&gt;and saving me time and time again,&lt;br /&gt;and for letting me know, what I'm living for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-6575218040061109499?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/6575218040061109499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/6575218040061109499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-god-for-answering-so-many-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-4221450344375891389</id><published>2009-03-26T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:55:21.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breakies.</title><content type='html'>it's exam period, and you see me online everyday. this is because i dont wanna stress myself out, in prevention of pimples breakout! sounds stupid, but really, i dont want my face to be disfigured by things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just spend 1 and a half hour doing nutrition in humans, i totally spend like 1 and a half hour resting from that 1 and a half hour studying, oh, slap me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i've really been enjoying time spent with the girls after school almost every single day for lunch. it's so, sweeet to have lunch with them, reminiscing on the good old days where we have , but we're still have really great days now, minus triple ass... and making fun of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been growing really fat, like, eating magnum everyday, because i gotta study, but i didn't work very well, but magnum is :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love with fergie's song again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant't wait for movies, sleepovers, and movie marathon,&lt;br /&gt; oh wait, everything will end tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths paper today is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how would i describe amaths and biology.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-4221450344375891389?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/4221450344375891389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29812075&amp;postID=4221450344375891389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4221450344375891389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4221450344375891389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/03/breakies.html' title='breakies.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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-29812075.post-8163836441622436636</id><published>2009-03-22T14:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:02:51.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spammer, spamming, spammed</title><content type='html'>I am super pek-cek from studying Chemistry for tomorrow, so I decided to surf the net! Lilin's blog is so so so interesting with the really silly spammer spamming her blog. I spend minutes trying to figure out why would people on earth do sucha silly thing to people they don't like. I mean, if you don't like that person, just tell it into her face, and not be some what, Maid Services ptd and spam Lilin's blog like some uncivilised human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I'm really grateful to that person who spammed Lilin's blog, it gave me so much entertainment, I spammed Lilin's blog too back at the person, a little silly of me, but it's so entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time for Chemistry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-8163836441622436636?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8163836441622436636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29812075&amp;postID=8163836441622436636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8163836441622436636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8163836441622436636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/03/spammer-spamming-spammed.html' title='Spammer, spamming, spammed'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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-29812075.post-8752472549533449915</id><published>2009-03-21T12:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:04:20.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelim stinks.</title><content type='html'>Slap me, whack me, scold me, whatever me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like inviting all my friends over, cook for them, bake a cake, and totally party with them tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been revising over the pass few days and so far I say only the night study on Thursday and the morning study yesterday is satisfying, the rest, nothing gets in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going shopping, road trips, food hunting, photo-taking journey, and visiting my nieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I feel so sinful now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-8752472549533449915?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/8752472549533449915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29812075&amp;postID=8752472549533449915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8752472549533449915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8752472549533449915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/03/prelim-stinks.html' title='Prelim stinks.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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-29812075.post-7643918737376406238</id><published>2009-03-19T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:47:05.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slaps Prelims.</title><content type='html'>Prelims' starting on Monday(4 more days away), and I caught a movie last night, watched a movie at home today, and totally didn't get what I tried to study into my head. I've been drilling in mathmathmathmath, but the thing is that, I really really hate math and am totally demoralised each time I can't get a question correct, it's forever that discouraging, now it's Physic over maths,  I prefer Physic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, study in the library today was great as in the company part. Initially, it was only Ernest and I, but I found Novell, Canice, Weien, Shamala, Justina, and Arvind studying there. How great am I for walking past that shelf which Ernest had no hopes of getting any table and chairs and want to study on yellow balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually aim for like 2As for this prelims, but I don't think I can even score an A this time round, given my absorbing rate of studying these few days, and always tempted to watch movie nowadays, I need serious discipline. But, I'll be thankful enough if I can stay in band1 for Science, and fail my Amaths well since I totally put in a lot of efforts in Amaths, like I did solid Amaths for two hours  on Monday and four hours of Amaths on Wednesday, and attended Amaths lesson on Tuesday. So, hopefulllly, I'll fail well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dissection's tomorrow, and I dreamed last week that I'm gonna vomit, I really don't know, but I'm crossing my fingers, my dreams always come true, and I don't know why. It's like a dejavu kinda thing. Once again, everyone's excited about it, I'm really feeling, bad about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna post some pictures before you guys come to me and complain about my assy essays. It's the play 4E5N attended on last Sunday, everyone's so excited about it, and I wasn't at all! I don't know what's wrong with me, I actually wanted to wear jeans and tanktop there since all the girls were gonna wear their dresses, but I got brainwashed as I entered Canice's place, and yeap, I think I look fat in that skirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/ScI8WELFlvI/AAAAAAAADt8/lL2ViRMN3cs/s1600-h/IMG_1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/ScI8WELFlvI/AAAAAAAADt8/lL2ViRMN3cs/s320/IMG_1111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314876860025640690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/ScI-JOmSSDI/AAAAAAAADuc/Y0qKiOejJE0/s1600-h/LRA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/ScI-JOmSSDI/AAAAAAAADuc/Y0qKiOejJE0/s320/LRA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314878838509029426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/ScI8WvHGg2I/AAAAAAAADuM/eF1nw3MtvNA/s1600-h/IMG_4076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/ScI8WvHGg2I/AAAAAAAADuM/eF1nw3MtvNA/s320/IMG_4076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314876871551648610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/ScI8WnxvoTI/AAAAAAAADuE/7NzGE3BXL5A/s1600-h/IMG_1215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/ScI8WnxvoTI/AAAAAAAADuE/7NzGE3BXL5A/s320/IMG_1215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314876869583020338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sleepover's at Canice's place. We're like thinking, why on earth are we doing this when we're in Sec four. It's like for the last three years of our life, we work our asses of studying for exams, and prelims are like next week and we're having sleepovers. Oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maurice's birthday, taken during Chinese class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/ScI9xdbB6nI/AAAAAAAADuU/DBb3RdSrQW4/s1600-h/IMG_0932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/ScI9xdbB6nI/AAAAAAAADuU/DBb3RdSrQW4/s320/IMG_0932.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314878430171490930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeap that's all, gotta study study study!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-7643918737376406238?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7643918737376406238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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themselves into it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for the sake of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when friends come in,&lt;br /&gt;scream at you for entering,&lt;br /&gt;and run out of the &lt;s&gt;mess&lt;/s&gt; maze,&lt;br /&gt;with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss reading Lemony Snicket's children's story book,&lt;br /&gt;but apparently, I've finished all his book,&lt;br /&gt;and there's no new books from him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-7051001704982941281?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7051001704982941281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7051001704982941281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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instead.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love MARLEY AND ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cried like I've never done before.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wanna go Taj Malha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wanna go G12&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am going to sleep and not studying chem&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have the hottest parents by the way. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The girl sitting beside me has a tremendously, humongous pimple on her face.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How to celebrate my sweeet sixteen when bio SPA is two days after I turn 16?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NAINAI ROCKS, only valid for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-8611963642669677250?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/8611963642669677250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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handed,&lt;br /&gt;it's 10.52,&lt;br /&gt;macs breakfast order ended at 10.45.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-2175438508243797755?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2175438508243797755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2175438508243797755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-woke-up-i-want-to-eat-hotcakes-moms.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-7261122886846635642</id><published>2009-02-25T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T18:18:46.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S16, Vday, Fday, and FT13th.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maurice's 16! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAURICEEE! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today's Maurice birthday, and we kinda had a photo-taking session during Chinese class, and, my first time taking photo with Justina! Without me covering my face please. Taken photo with Maurice and the guys, but I think it'll take another two weeks before Novell blogs, so well. Patience is a bitter plant that bears sweet fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaUY7WzY2rI/AAAAAAAADt0/KaWMdx2l-IY/s1600-h/DSC08795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaUY7WzY2rI/AAAAAAAADt0/KaWMdx2l-IY/s400/DSC08795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306675143938464434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Flag-Day-Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up at like, eight plus for flagday on a Saturday, and was really grumbling since I gotta go for guides in the noon all the way till six, and like my whole Saturday is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But although I had a little menses cramps here and there, I still managed to do a little flag day, rest a little while, and do a little flag day. Some Singaporeans really made me feel like slapping them due to their reactions, but for some, they're so willing to give! The thing is that, because I didn't attend guides, and I told Miss Suganti that, part of my flag day is my friend who did for me, I get no hours for CIP just because my friends did for me. Like, I didn't bother explaining to her that I did a little too, but well, the hours aren't that important, the thing is that, at least I managed to help those people by asking people to donate a few cents/dollars into the tins, and having the tins half-filled is like, quite an reward already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch before going back to school, and went to visit Ghufran and his nephew. Like total OMG, the nephew is sooooooooo cute! Had so much fun with him. Went back to school, and went back to his house again to play with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaUY7AUQuuI/AAAAAAAADts/Ok0vX_YM3dY/s1600-h/IMG_0909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaUY7AUQuuI/AAAAAAAADts/Ok0vX_YM3dY/s400/IMG_0909.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306675137902328546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaUY7C9nCQI/AAAAAAAADtk/0jcDna9O8UQ/s1600-h/IMG_0907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaUY7C9nCQI/AAAAAAAADtk/0jcDna9O8UQ/s400/IMG_0907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306675138612627714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pardon the one droop of bangs falling down on my forehead, hate it when I clip it and on strand just have to come down! Irritating, lazy to photoshop already. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Valentines' Day Out!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's Valentines Day, Novell and I actually planned to go out with everyone(as in, everyone) just to, you know, gather together and have fun! But it turned out that almost everyone can't make it. So only left with Canice, Rain, Kahyarn, Ernest, and Novell! But, it was kinda fun! Like obviously, finally a day out after staying at home, school, triple ass everydayyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was Hamawari with Ernest, Canice, and Novell. Surprisingly, even though the menu doesn't look very appetizing, the fooooood was awesome, great, good, yummy, everything. Esp the sukiyaki thing. It's sooooooo niceee! And the place was a very very nice place tooo! Oh yes, I was the winner of the day! As in, I ate more than Canice, and Ernest! Novell was obviously the one who eats the least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ07yTUwNLI/AAAAAAAADp4/d6mJhIJN_18/s1600-h/DSC06299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ07yTUwNLI/AAAAAAAADp4/d6mJhIJN_18/s320/DSC06299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304461671479129266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ07yIaLEFI/AAAAAAAADpw/pOVVzoZRO4U/s1600-h/DSC06297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ07yIaLEFI/AAAAAAAADpw/pOVVzoZRO4U/s320/DSC06297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304461668549070930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ07yji9wrI/AAAAAAAADqA/bfj64_8tQMI/s1600-h/DSC06307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ07yji9wrI/AAAAAAAADqA/bfj64_8tQMI/s320/DSC06307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304461675833705138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ07y83NP2I/AAAAAAAADqQ/QdFEhfQDUAg/s1600-h/DSC06301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ07y83NP2I/AAAAAAAADqQ/QdFEhfQDUAg/s320/DSC06301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304461682629492578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ07yuGLYeI/AAAAAAAADqI/oNneoDwUaMA/s1600-h/DSC06298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ07yuGLYeI/AAAAAAAADqI/oNneoDwUaMA/s320/DSC06298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304461678665753058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaUVKYcrzrI/AAAAAAAADtM/4lO4ctIi4KE/s1600-h/IMG_0833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaUVKYcrzrI/AAAAAAAADtM/4lO4ctIi4KE/s400/IMG_0833.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306671004031635122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaUVjCWwHMI/AAAAAAAADtU/T1X42t2tix4/s1600-h/DSC06311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaUVjCWwHMI/AAAAAAAADtU/T1X42t2tix4/s400/DSC06311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306671427597900994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which was rushing to Cineleisure for Benjamin Buttons. Been wanting to watch that show since forever, but to be frank, a little disappointed with it! Now, I want to watch Slumdog Millionaire. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaUV8m8SrXI/AAAAAAAADtc/NOZYGnzJ5GU/s1600-h/DSCF4337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaUV8m8SrXI/AAAAAAAADtc/NOZYGnzJ5GU/s400/DSCF4337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306671866915761522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went shopping before going home, both Canice and I were like crazy girls in Forever 21 trying on those caps/hats/whatever, and deciding the color! I shopped without knowing how much I have in bank, but thank goodness, I've just enough for everything! I'm left with like, 8 dollars in bank after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back to Yishun, and really wanted to buy a rose for my Mom, because I really love her. So, I got the two dollars ones, although it's nothing compared to what my Dad got for her, but it's the thoughts that count right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ00wPa3R3I/AAAAAAAADpo/XhyThWeBNQQ/s1600-h/DSC06316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ00wPa3R3I/AAAAAAAADpo/XhyThWeBNQQ/s320/DSC06316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304453939489884018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ0ys2rrkpI/AAAAAAAADpA/IgSPM20wDCo/s1600-h/DSC06318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ0ys2rrkpI/AAAAAAAADpA/IgSPM20wDCo/s320/DSC06318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304451682286670482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Valentines' Loves! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday the thirteen.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had school, guides, and blah. Teach the Sec1s how to march together with Lilin, Agnes and Minxue. The sec1s are really good! Like, they won't complain or whatsoever and, when they made mistake, and we make them do again and again, they didn't grumble or what! Three cheers for them! And, I was sucha bad commander! I forever can't get the legs right for behenti, maju, and all the other stop/start commends! My best is, turn left, right, front, back... Okay, and kentaki, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After guides was home to change before going to meet my parents to hit the town for Mom's valentines' day present, and I nearly got my AGATHA watch, but I can't bear to see my father spend $200 on a watch I want because got my name... -_-''' i know. Esp now is recession, whalao, who on earth will spend so much money on things that are not so important. Next was Gucci, obviously I can't expect anything there. Mom is one very blessed woman who had been using Gucci since she was 21, after marrying my Dad. But the best thing in Gucci was that... I saw Edward Cullen, I mean, the real Edward Cullen. Actuallly, well, it's just seeing my brother, what's the big deal righhht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ0ytVJYeiI/AAAAAAAADpY/bhfwo6EYrts/s1600-h/DSC06267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ0ytVJYeiI/AAAAAAAADpY/bhfwo6EYrts/s320/DSC06267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304451690464311842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ0ytEnPw9I/AAAAAAAADpQ/K1q0TSTux4Y/s1600-h/DSC06268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ0ytEnPw9I/AAAAAAAADpQ/K1q0TSTux4Y/s320/DSC06268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304451686026167250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After which was Mongkok timsum at Geylang. Geylang is not a place to goooo at night! Unless you have your family, and jacket with you. It's kinda, scary. Mom mentioned that a guy sitting behind us at the timsum place look at me from top to toe when I stood up! Dig his eyes out then he know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ0ytmRqgOI/AAAAAAAADpg/EG0qDcU3DJg/s1600-h/DSC06294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ0ytmRqgOI/AAAAAAAADpg/EG0qDcU3DJg/s320/DSC06294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304451695062450402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-7261122886846635642?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/7261122886846635642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29812075&amp;postID=7261122886846635642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7261122886846635642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7261122886846635642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/02/s16-vday-fday-and-ft13th.html' title='S16, Vday, Fday, and FT13th.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaUY7WzY2rI/AAAAAAAADt0/KaWMdx2l-IY/s72-c/DSC08795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-5972283110776272439</id><published>2009-02-23T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:05:26.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are sisters for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaKQt8eeAZI/AAAAAAAADtE/gvotuNMCLzM/s1600-h/Photo+Booth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaKQt8eeAZI/AAAAAAAADtE/gvotuNMCLzM/s400/Photo+Booth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305962429998301586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaKQtsS8PLI/AAAAAAAADs8/TpKY5tG25AQ/s1600-h/Valentines%27+eve+and+day1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaKQtsS8PLI/AAAAAAAADs8/TpKY5tG25AQ/s400/Valentines%27+eve+and+day1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305962425654983858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's why sisters are for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-5972283110776272439?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/5972283110776272439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29812075&amp;postID=5972283110776272439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/5972283110776272439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/5972283110776272439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-are-sisters-for.html' title='What are sisters for?'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SaKQt8eeAZI/AAAAAAAADtE/gvotuNMCLzM/s72-c/Photo+Booth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-3040981246270097426</id><published>2009-02-19T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:07:01.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gahbuchahee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ10h-GvqjI/AAAAAAAADr4/S2E5_Z_mf98/s1600-h/DSC06013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ10h-GvqjI/AAAAAAAADr4/S2E5_Z_mf98/s320/DSC06013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304524063068105266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;School is pretty alright these few days, triple ass as usual(running for three weeks alr). Thank God that I'm less sleepy in class now, but Physic is the perfect sleeping pills for me. Yesterday SS was a little headache thanks to the powerpointslides, and I felt bad for myself for screwing up my notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, I'm a little sick of school, though I look forward to school. OMG, so contradicting. But anyway, I'm sick of triple ass, though it do us good, but I am sick of school food. I want 400+ coffeeshop! Imagine triple ass for next 7-8 months, with night class, aw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ10hVajD7I/AAAAAAAADrw/FXA4Vw7q9PY/s1600-h/DSC06031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ10hVajD7I/AAAAAAAADrw/FXA4Vw7q9PY/s320/DSC06031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304524052145311666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ10foUbQWI/AAAAAAAADro/VC2zvx9hxE0/s1600-h/DSC06032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ10foUbQWI/AAAAAAAADro/VC2zvx9hxE0/s320/DSC06032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304524022860169570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Musking tape 'war' was fun today. Can't help but to think that Novell is damn smart in sticking the tape on Junjun. And, Hairee too. Aiyah, they are such couples but kept denying, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking day tomorrow, gotta be in school at 6.30am tomorrow. Tsk, I wake up at 6.45am everyday. I'll blog properly when Novell comes online, and blog, and let me grab the pichaas.&lt;br /&gt;Till then, the language is coming back, I'm shouting randomly, so fun! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-3040981246270097426?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/feeds/3040981246270097426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29812075&amp;postID=3040981246270097426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3040981246270097426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/3040981246270097426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/02/gahbuchahee.html' title='Gahbuchahee.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SZ10h-GvqjI/AAAAAAAADr4/S2E5_Z_mf98/s72-c/DSC06013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-4630646194760510858</id><published>2009-02-12T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T18:09:36.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the process</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's finally Friday tomorrow, and I'm counting down to Friday every single morning of this week. As I can wake up on Friday morning and tell myself, '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yay, I can wake up at 11-12 tomorrow, so just bear with today!&lt;/span&gt;' So, I can't wait to say that sentence to myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minxue was having a conversation with Ernest yesterday, forgot what is it, but she confidently said, '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For your&lt;/span&gt; FYI...' and still didn't realise her mistake! LOLness. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FOR YOUR FOR YOUR INFO... &lt;/span&gt;A new addition to her dictionary of LOL-language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really paid attention in class today, and I'm thankful for that. I totally focused during Amaths, and I can do it! Yayy! Biology was more relaxed, but I'm angry with Hairee, cause he chose Arvind over me. Tsk. Sitting with Ernest meant having to put up with whatever he's up to, saliva spilling, puking of water, and blahblahblah. Emaths was quarelling with MX as usual, shhh-ing everyone when I'm talking loudly, and not listening to vectors because vectors is just so boring! I scored like what, 6/30 for it. English was as usual, fun and laughters filled the class, and Mdm Nathan is awesome! I love the way she teaches, it's not at all stressful, but we still manage to learn effectively! Three cheers to her please. Physic was. . . Totally felt like sleeping, but I didn't! I absorbed as much as I can please! And, Physic triple ass was good, totally endured the class, rather, I enjoyed the class, surprisingly. It's going through of last year's syllabus, and it's kinda like a revision! And Mr Chan screamed at people downstairs who's making a lot of noises... And even went down to scold them more after he finish teaching, I pity the people, they're just making noise at the wrong place, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honeymilktea can't seemed to have it powers on me recently, maybe triple ass's side effects is too much! Oh yes, Geography triple ass yesterday was LOL to the max, everyone was so in unison, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Vday gift exchange tomorrow! The person I'm getting it for better appreciate me! Aww, the thought of gift exchange kinda make me feel hungry because we wouldn't be going for recess just because of the gift exchange. Bah, whatever, I'll bring my nutella bread! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: My curlsssss and loooonnnng hair is coming back, really. My hair's growing quite long, my curls are curling the way it should beeee! Yipppppppppppe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-4630646194760510858?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4630646194760510858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4630646194760510858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-process.html' title='In the process'/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-7593518731538347550</id><published>2009-02-07T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T00:48:40.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Triple Ass week.</title><content type='html'>School had been quite tiring this week, mainly due to triple ass, but the company in school was great! I mean, it's better than staying at home right? Minus the fact that we gotta wake up early in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SY20KHvAemI/AAAAAAAADo4/WGmsQPpWjDE/s1600-h/DSC06183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SY20KHvAemI/AAAAAAAADo4/WGmsQPpWjDE/s320/DSC06183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300090422452845154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Four periods of practical on Fridays, obviously Chemistry was better. And, Geography lesson was planning of chionging for food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SY20J3Msj9I/AAAAAAAADow/AQaZetmWh84/s1600-h/DSC06192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SY20J3Msj9I/AAAAAAAADow/AQaZetmWh84/s320/DSC06192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300090418013966290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm really loving English lesson thanks to Mdm Nathan! She's so full of humor, so interesting, and she's really a good English teacher! She made English study-able.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxgumXM1yI/AAAAAAAADoo/9aJqcHq7QBs/s1600-h/DSC06209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxgumXM1yI/AAAAAAAADoo/9aJqcHq7QBs/s320/DSC06209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299717215196337954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxgt7sZfjI/AAAAAAAADoY/JxqIYea3oSQ/s1600-h/DSC06211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxgt7sZfjI/AAAAAAAADoY/JxqIYea3oSQ/s320/DSC06211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299717203742522930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxgtQ470_I/AAAAAAAADoQ/iRiQ4qVIfAs/s1600-h/DSC06212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxgtQ470_I/AAAAAAAADoQ/iRiQ4qVIfAs/s320/DSC06212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299717192252380146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxgtGxIFjI/AAAAAAAADoI/puJy4TlwR8E/s1600-h/DSC06213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxgtGxIFjI/AAAAAAAADoI/puJy4TlwR8E/s320/DSC06213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299717189535274546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And cooking for G12 on Wednesday was kinda successful! Ernest and I managed to cook within an hour, and it was really, nice! Yesyes, even though he did almost all the cooking, I contributed to the washing of dishes part okay! My hand's rotting for cleaning up okay. Oh, I also did the seasoning for egg, and boiled all the random stuffs, plus frying of egg! And, I don't know what will happen if I were to cook alone for G12, I think G12 will just start at like, 9oclock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxRJGwXDfI/AAAAAAAADoA/wAz4o2CCBmk/s1600-h/DSC06177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxRJGwXDfI/AAAAAAAADoA/wAz4o2CCBmk/s320/DSC06177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299700078382353906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxRJL8LYAI/AAAAAAAADn4/7YxKVbnejwE/s1600-h/DSC06176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxRJL8LYAI/AAAAAAAADn4/7YxKVbnejwE/s320/DSC06176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299700079774097410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxRI8_-22I/AAAAAAAADnw/UGFVdKgr-4w/s1600-h/DSC06173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxRI8_-22I/AAAAAAAADnw/UGFVdKgr-4w/s320/DSC06173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299700075763522402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxRIkMk1ZI/AAAAAAAADno/wIBrZ0d5sH0/s1600-h/DSC06172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxRIkMk1ZI/AAAAAAAADno/wIBrZ0d5sH0/s320/DSC06172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299700069105456530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxRIR6WBWI/AAAAAAAADng/sWSUzdlP-zc/s1600-h/DSC06181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SYxRIR6WBWI/AAAAAAAADng/sWSUzdlP-zc/s320/DSC06181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299700064197150050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've posted pictures, and not essays, so don't complain that I write essays only!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-7593518731538347550?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7593518731538347550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/7593518731538347550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/02/triple-ass-week.html' title='Triple Ass week.'/><author><name>Agatha</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hOnVy4HEB8/SY20KHvAemI/AAAAAAAADo4/WGmsQPpWjDE/s72-c/DSC06183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-4033297031481072435</id><published>2009-02-02T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:11:43.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just had Botak Jones,&lt;br /&gt;walked half of Yishun,&lt;br /&gt;spent 30++ on books,&lt;br /&gt;cut my hair,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm planning to flunk tomorrow's common test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fyi, triple ass till 5pm kills.&lt;br /&gt;:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-4033297031481072435?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4033297031481072435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/4033297031481072435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-just-had-botak-jones-walked-half-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-902562168086287666</id><published>2009-02-01T10:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:18:20.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just when I thought I was dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; I woke up screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a total dread since yesterday, and I still haven't got over it. I'm still pretty pissed with myself, because the same old thing happened again; I can't freaking be angry for long, for goodness sake. And it's basically very irritating. I guess it's a good thing that they're leaving tonight for a holiday, and finally, some peace, no need to smile and please them. Many things to accomplish before they come back, yahyah, funny. And tuition's on Sundays, Sundays, Sundays morning after several years without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I've decided to please my parents, to study like I've never done before, to be a good daughter, to be a good sister, and to stay at home at all times, only to school, jogging, buy food, and more of school. Not going out to shop, not going out for food with friends, not going out to study anymore. I've decided to heed everyone elses' advice except for one, two important ones because the side effects is too much for me to take and I'm really giving up my life, my sweet sixteen, to my parents. I don't know if this will ruin it or otherwise, because sixteen is pretty important, it's a time to enjoy, but for at the same time for Singaporeans, it's really a time to suffer. I really want to suffer and enjoy it at the same time, but thanks to everything, I guess the enjoying part will  go. It's gonna be less than a year, before two whole years come by again. I really pray and wished and hope that I'll still have the strength and faith to carry on, because things are really going out of hand. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just three more months to go, and guides, leadership, guides will be over, and frankly, I'm really worried for the company, I'm really worried for the Sec3s,  the leaders-to-be, and the incoming Sec1s, but I really really can't wait to step down. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:43;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And in what, eight more months, it's gonna be O levels, the day we all look forward to, and dread of, but we all still have to go through it like everyone else had done. Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-902562168086287666?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/902562168086287666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/902562168086287666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-when-i-thought-i-was-dreaming-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29812075.post-2950026878580032111</id><published>2009-01-31T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T19:23:45.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I finally had enough of my family- parents rather.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not going out anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It's just gonna be home-school-home-school-home,&lt;br /&gt;and bore their life outta mine.&lt;br /&gt;Do well for O levels, A levels, and off I go.&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand it anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29812075-2950026878580032111?l=agathakoh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2950026878580032111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29812075/posts/default/2950026878580032111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agathakoh.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-finally-had-enough-of-my-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Agatha</name><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></entry></feed>
