<?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-8071099</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:20:58.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>liquidsilver</title><subtitle type='html'>carpe diem. Nolites te Bastardes Carborundorum.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-113368724290683430</id><published>2005-12-04T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T17:07:22.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;My blog is henceforth resurrected XD. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Have gotten a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/silverashe/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;livejournal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;, if anyone has discovered. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tears grow cold, night is forever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-113368724290683430?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/113368724290683430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=113368724290683430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/113368724290683430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/113368724290683430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-blog-is-henceforth-resurrected-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-112573115635819160</id><published>2005-09-03T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T15:09:04.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I didn't realize, though that's a lousy reason.

I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-112573115635819160?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/112573115635819160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=112573115635819160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/112573115635819160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/112573115635819160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-didnt-realize-though-thats-lousy.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-112532009079323366</id><published>2005-08-29T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T20:54:50.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I shouldn't even be blogging now, but I am seriously close to snapping if I don't do something subjectively constructive. Someone should NOT give out a whole bloody load of worksheets and reveiw questions 6 pages thick A DAY BEFORE THE SAs. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I guess thats an explicit indication that yes, its okay to fail then? Don't answer that. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I HATE this part of the year. -sulks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-112532009079323366?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/112532009079323366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=112532009079323366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/112532009079323366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/112532009079323366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-shouldnt-even-be-blogging-now-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-112506636686362384</id><published>2005-08-26T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T22:26:06.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Time is terrifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Linear Law is not all that's killing me.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;FRUCtose. I have a strong urge to kick something, anything. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I'd give a hell lot to change it. But screw it. We probably know this already, but as a batch we have never rocked more. I love each and every one of you , and it will never be complete without all of us together.  &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-112506636686362384?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/112506636686362384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=112506636686362384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/112506636686362384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/112506636686362384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/08/time-is-terrifying.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-112454678181929783</id><published>2005-08-20T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T22:08:31.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what is the youth?&lt;/em&gt; /
&lt;em&gt;impetutous fire&lt;/em&gt; /
&lt;em&gt;what is a maid&lt;/em&gt; /
&lt;em&gt;ice and desire-&lt;/em&gt; /
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a rose will bloom /
it then will fade /
so does
the youth /
so does the fairest maid/&lt;/em&gt;



BIO. plant physiology, chloroplasts and whatever the shit. tell me, who honestly gives a fishcaking damn what plants eat? no, really.


adenisine triphosphate. insanity, here I come!


&lt;em&gt;sweeter than honey and bitter as gold&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;death will come soon to hush us along&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-112454678181929783?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/112454678181929783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=112454678181929783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/112454678181929783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/112454678181929783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-is-youth-impetutous-fire-what-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-112360285708268398</id><published>2005-08-09T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T23:54:17.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;My complete lack of skill in handling html to save my life is somewhat amplified by the fact that you can no longer see the navigation buttons at the bottom. Therefore I am reduced to blindly clicking at the bottom left corner of area within the image. [ NOTE: for people who are unable to navigate, please  blindly click at the bottom left corner of area within the image, till problem is fixed, ie. you can see the stupid icons again. thankyou.] SUET help me here! I am dying- grins sheepishly.
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The educational workers in the modern age are bloody sadists, if nothing else. You get your kicks, wherever and whenever you can, i guess. But still. Now that concert is over I realise the billion and one things I have to complete. Though I bear not to drag my lazy arse off and start. I just feel wierd and empty, someone please tell me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Jac joo and minsi (the original sleepover sisters!-quote quote joo :) )came over today for post-concert uhh depression. We ended up not very depressed after all, but a) scared like shit (constant arm-grabbing and squeezing eyes shut) due to watching constantine and b) sleepy.  we ended up sleeping for an hour- laughs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I need choir! I look thursday solely due to the fact that there's practice. If just to get together and prance/cry/giggle(Jac's favourite new act)/ reminesince concert and everything.
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;In the meanwhile, I get my life spiced up by practising for my doomed piano exam and doing the thrilling chinese PT. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I WANT TO BUSK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-112360285708268398?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/112360285708268398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=112360285708268398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/112360285708268398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/112360285708268398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-complete-lack-of-skill-in-handling.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-112348877039357539</id><published>2005-08-08T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T23:08:10.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm am the suckiest person ever to forget this, though this is totally overdue and yes, I have slow-reaction syndrome to those that suspect and all that, but:&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THANKYOU SO MUCH ALL THE PEOPLE WHO CAME TO ENCORE!! &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you were the ones who made it all worthwhile to sweat like pigs and practice franitc busking choreography and choke down dinner just to perfect our synchronised bowing thing:) Thank you so much for the memories and for giving us the chance to make music.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOVEYOU.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;incognito: is bengawan solo a malay song?!&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/8071099-112348877039357539?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/112348877039357539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=112348877039357539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/112348877039357539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/112348877039357539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-am-suckiest-person-ever-to-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-112339426857198946</id><published>2005-08-07T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T23:04:02.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I miss concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-112339426857198946?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/112339426857198946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=112339426857198946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/112339426857198946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/112339426857198946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-miss-concert.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-112330845392107816</id><published>2005-08-06T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T23:34:55.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I HAVE RETURNED FROM THE STATE OF NONEXISTENCE. therefore:

&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                       Encore 05&lt;/span&gt;! A bloody success if i may unashamedly say so.


&lt;br /&gt;
to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RGS choir 05&lt;/span&gt;: thank you so much for everything. All the effort, hard work, tears/blood (of various kinds, eh suet) /laughter paid of handsomely yes? Thank you for the music and the memories of the best concert ever, and for the friendships we've shared. &lt;br /&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Secfours!&lt;/span&gt; Thankyou so much for everything, essentially. Without you guys the concert wouldn't have survived. You have been the best seniors in the world and i wouldn't have given anything to let you go. Sooneh and xiumz- the funktastic hosts! tanneh- the scheming cinderellababe! Yilun- the fiesty mulan! Yilyn- the hot interivewer:) chiukuan- wifey darling!my old babe - laughs. kelly- pretty sleeping beauty, xinzi- the organic babe, cher- the hot chick who won my son's heart:) and SUMAE, my darling uhh incestually involved son -beams. Elvina- charmaine-obsession!Kongjin- sexy oriental babe! Hongyi- through-and-through gay producer! Stephanie and Siying- thank you so much for your encouragement.  We're so proud of you guys, love you truckloads , and we'll really, really miss you. 
btw. YLYIN AND SUMAE, YOU OWE MINSI ME SUET AND JAC hugs!! we will collect when we next see you. be warned. &lt;br /&gt;




&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;batchmates!&lt;/span&gt; forgiveme, cupcakes, for not writing to you yet- sheepish grins. i wanted to leave the best for the last!-says lamely. i can't imagine life without runthroughs anymore. :( NEVERTHELESS. incognito! we didn;t blow it after all. we actually pretty much rocked -grins. thank you for the memories: suet and her obsession with lacy undergraments, our chronic sore throats, our err leakages and bitching session :) among others. suet- the poor guys didnlt have a clue you'd give them nosebleeds when you went on with that peice of pink cloth wrapped around you :) but you did. joo- sexy mermaid! tails are kinky. you have a freaking fanclub out there :). geet- hotwoman! you and shuen are hilarious :) grins. shuen- richpeasant! and a hot one at that. charbrain! adorable zai pianist and lion! :) mavis- cute snowwhite! minsi- shag-partner! jac- sexayy lady in waiting!and reflections partner haha. sneh- you have HOT EYES. ahaha and amzing don;t worry be happy vocals. and quan! rockxoz palace servant! :) grins. i love you people like no other. long live incognito! &lt;br /&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;
to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;juniors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; thank you so much for all the effort made for encore to be the success it is. Love you all :) &lt;br /&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
Encore may be over when the night ends, but we'll always have the laughter/sorethroats/tears/music/backaches from moving props to ourselves. The music and love lives on. i'll stop before i start blubbering. or maybe i already am.
&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sing for the love of music&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Encore 05. &lt;em&gt;thank you for the music&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-112330845392107816?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/112330845392107816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=112330845392107816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/112330845392107816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/112330845392107816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-have-returned-from-state-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111815811336427836</id><published>2005-06-07T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T23:19:52.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;hols is turning to be not as bad as I expected to be, which can only mean a good thing! Rumbletoners!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SLEEPOVER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heh. yeah. We need it. to busk and bond and do wierd kinky stuff in the attic hurhurs. okay. when! tell me so my mummy has plenty of time to prepare herself mentally for our coming -smirks. haha minsi come back!! and sneha too :) we miss you! sighs&lt;/span&gt;


ew i have serious revision on math and physics (and just about all the other subjects) to do. ickk. i &lt;u&gt;still &lt;/u&gt;don't seem to understand bloody quadratic functions. which can only mean bad things. sulks. and we need to meet up for the blinking PTs. groans. can't wait for thursday! We, meaning myself, miss I-cut-my-hair-and-I-crush-my-hairstylist and lydia :) are going to &lt;s&gt;shop at orchard like mad and go home saying we did constructive research&lt;/s&gt; do constructive research in the orchard library.&lt;s&gt;excluding the time we spend shopping/eating/digressing&lt;/s&gt; -laughs. So that leaves bio PT and lit, for which i have no idea what we have to do. I never fail to amaze myself at times. in a bad way, hell yes.


did I mention that while going err grocery shopping with mummy we bumped into gaspguesswho liqi! aka my er muttermatemutter. who looked as dazzlingly bootylicious in her orange shirt -beams.


mummy believes in aliens. She's made a believer out of me! I love mummy.


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mornie utulie
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&lt;em&gt;belive and you will find your way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111815811336427836?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111815811336427836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111815811336427836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111815811336427836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111815811336427836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/06/hols-is-turning-to-be-not-as-bad-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111747126824389879</id><published>2005-06-02T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T23:22:56.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;CAMP. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE CAMP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; choircamp was, contrary to belief and expectation, humungously enjoyable and rocked in general. :D let's recount! &lt;/span&gt;
firstday


went for sectionals, carried great bloody load of stuff ( i have a nagging suspicion i overpacked heh) which near broke my shoulderblade. did nothing much at first because the choreo didn;t really involve me. Then got called down to do scene 3, in which chiukuan you are hilarious i love you my darling old royal wife!! laughs. and sumae by sexy son yes you are a sexy handsome man indeed, now if only you'd not need to write that on the whiteboard to remind yourself. you're gorgeous already! :) sent large amount of time with tannehsooneh sumae and chiujuan deciding which mirror pane in the dance studio made us look the most horrendously fat. we came to the conclusion that the mirror was the root of all evil and spent time trying to ignore the reflection of my bottom heh. then curse curse got called to learn choreo for Reflections. I swear, it is the most- how shall i put this nicely- &lt;s&gt;horrendouslyretarded&lt;/s&gt; unsuitable set of movements ever. To look yourself in an imaginary mirror is one thing, but to gaze at the nonexistent one in your hand with lovesick tenderness is altogether too much. arghhh. (no xinzi and yilun i still love you and think your choreo rocks, we're just not the people suited to perform this with dignity and grace :D) we had to learn while SOMEPEOPLE muttermutter got to bathe and came back taunting how we smelled. zipped out for dinner and bathed at the club (take &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;, suetandminsi!)Then night activity!! rockxoz. because it was night, and the sly forwarnings by the secfours, we were freakedout somewhat. turned out the sec fours were more evil than possibly imagined. Had chaochao michelle and eliza in my group! :) beams. sarah tan, contraryto certain cowardly people coughgeethaswaminathancough was not sadako's sibling, and naturally we as the pro people were not firghtened off. we (as suet so aptly put it) molested rambutans (i feel really cheated), spent time figuring what the hell Scotts meant before arriving at the retarded answer, were blody freaked out by sumae and yilyn's little blindfold-walk-in-the-dark thing :) basically, DAMN FUN. then went to sleep!blehh went to wash up, but left sleepingbag behind! and suet, poor honeyy, was rendered blind, so had to guide her all the way back (and took opportunity to feel her up haha) finally reacehr gym, where we quarreled over sleeping arragements. finally decided amongst selves and lights out. then we sang! sakura (whcih was realy rather freaky) and scholf main kind :) sighs dreamily. the feeling was incredible. the voices echoing back at 1 am in the gym, wth everyone lying down and singing was really just- perfect. one could feel complete. :)


second day!
did combined prac for 3 hours straight, before gatehring for luch. watched enchante! It was vastly amusing but screw the stupid vcr which coudl not work and we did not get to hear ice katchang properly. geet looked hot! as did suet. i remain as grossly unchanged as ever. then went down to prapre for station games! A success, actually, although it didn;t look so at first heh. joo and i were freaking out because we couldn't light the freaking fire, but at last improvised! hope everyone had as much fun as we did :) and mae, you look even hotter shaking your butt to "she bangs" :) finally had waterbombgame! but GUESS WHAT. they stole it and hid it. mutters. scheming little-!!haha. so bartered it back with impomptu and totally disturbing group singing:) then launched open war! assualted the secfours the most, since they led the rebellion. ah the fond memories :D


and so ends choircamp 2005.
loveRGchoir to the gazillionth bit.


&lt;em&gt;thank you for the music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111747126824389879?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111747126824389879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111747126824389879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111747126824389879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111747126824389879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/06/camp.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111668280281607106</id><published>2005-05-21T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T23:27:48.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;MiserablehappysadexhuberentPMSysexayycrazymoody.
all the emotions  felt for the past two weeks summed up. I &lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt; i had talent in summary. snorts. Eurgh I really really am in need to shoving me lazy arse up and studying like mad. My GPA is the let's-not-even-go-there stage. it suffices to say that I cannot make it. blehhhh. mummy and daddy have been superbly darling-ish to me (my daddy has stopped ignoring me and have upgraded to answering normally and occasionally grunting.) they have cut down the honey-we-are-worried-for-your-results-and-we-need-to-reexamine-your-study-habbits-and-cut-down-on-this-msn-thing-or-whatever-it-is talk. sighs. looks like i have a marvelously book filled holiday in front of me.  which, i have to remind myself, is all thanks to myself. ohwell. i will mug. so there- says determinedly.
yayyy i want choir camp! you realize i have been saying this for the past few entries. it's coming it's coming. may 27th-28th!!! geetsuetminsimaveshuencharbrainjooquanquanteddybearjac! LET'S SLEEP TOGETHER. perverted smirk. oh, the sounds we'll make. i hope we horrify loo with our lesbonic sleeping habbits haha. alright. shite, coordinate geomtery. the bane of my existence. hugg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111668280281607106?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111668280281607106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111668280281607106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111668280281607106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111668280281607106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/05/miserablehappysadexhuberentpmsysexayyc.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111613793098481214</id><published>2005-05-15T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T23:16:38.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ifailedmath. there. I said it. My ability of foresight amazes me. The fact that I could actually get 10 freaking marks amazes all the more.




&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT I MUGGED!!!!! I MUGGED!! &lt;/span&gt;


life is SO unfair. Mummy is taking it relatively well. my daddy is daoing me. -sobs. i love my muumy. now if only my daddy will stop sulking. (: ohwell. I totally cannot afford to fail any other subject, or face pain of death. fook.


on lighter note, I finished my 2.4! beams. and for al things wonderous, I actually didn't fail. Though I am once again enlightened (annually) about the feeling of wanting-to-drop-dead-stop-running-and-just-freaking-die-already-but-shit-cannot. the dreaded Fourth Round. haha yes. but i pretty much walked the sixth round and sprinted the last 100 metres. horrific. grins. Choir! i want. we missed sectionals because of the pointless run, so now i have completely forgotten the song and the actions. mutters. and rumbletoners!!!! we need to busk!!!!!! sleepover XD is that okay with everyone? heh. alrighty. and ohmygod sumae is my son.gulp. i &lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt; having wierd lesbonic flings with her was deadly, but this takes the commandment 'love thy parents' to whole new level- laughs. and CHER darling:) I will &lt;u&gt;kill&lt;/u&gt; you if you touch my sweetums haha. I mean it.


&lt;s&gt;now wish me luck on not failing physics.&lt;/s&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/8071099-111613793098481214?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111613793098481214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111613793098481214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111613793098481214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111613793098481214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/05/ifailedmath.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111556576432198362</id><published>2005-05-08T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T14:21:27.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OVER. blinking over. at bloody long last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Heh. I screwed up my EOIs magnificently, i should say, if i'm not being too humble. In fact, i did a splendiferous bleeding job of making sure i would almost certainly fail my math. and physics. and if i;m lucky, chem. but what the heaven. &lt;/span&gt;
gahhhh. now eois are over i only have lit and english papers of which date i don't know, chem reflections on tuesday (which i have no idea how to start) and umm LSL proposal. and choir proposal. &lt;s&gt;what is the world coming to&lt;/s&gt; chickenfeet.
can't wait for choir camp! only there's the little task of coming up with 8 different station games that are both creative and "push limits of girls' thinkings" and be "benefitial to both mind and body, physical and psychological." &amp;*^&amp;amp;amp;*%^&amp;$%&amp;amp;4. ohwell. price to pay for everything, i suppose.
and ooh. this friday is umm PFT. how bleeding perfect. i just pray hard that i don't actually fail.
:(
on happier thoughts, i am now aofficially hooked on Jin yong's (ughhh no chinese font shit) tian long ba bu. ROCKS, i tell you, that show. it has everything thatmakes it bleeding perfect- more scandels than america, and more horrifying than the charles-camilla-diana saga combined, more fighting scenes than the Matirx and -most importantly- a sizzling cast (drools) . i am aware i sound either like a bleddy idiot i am, or the critique from some wierd movie mag. ehh. either way, i;m HOOKED, that's what i am. ohwell. lit and chem be damned. i am wuxiafied!! XD -announces cat proudly.
ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111556576432198362?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111556576432198362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111556576432198362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111556576432198362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111556576432198362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/05/over.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111478755181981137</id><published>2005-04-29T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T23:13:17.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EH i'msorrryi'msorry.i ma using red because iwanttobedramaticcannotahhuhhuhwanttofightisit. i will be letting my blog decompose for approximately one week before it returns. i have, after all, &lt;s&gt;FOUR FRUCKING DAYS&lt;/s&gt; a large expanse of time to EOIs. &lt;s&gt;slacked and rubbished&lt;/s&gt; mugged today with suet minsi geet jac and JOO WHERE ARE YOU COME BACK!! . till now i haven;t TOUCHED chem, i can;t do ONE physics question without having to refer to my notes (which are still inadequate) and MY FUNCTIONS CAN;T FRIGGING FUNCTION. gahhhhhhhhhhhh ohgods imgoingtofreakingfailhowhowhow!!!!
-cat says calmly. I will resolve to stop internet usage and DO CHEMICAL BONDING MINDMAPS. ammoniumcholrideshittehfreak.
if i survive i wil change blog layout. if not, thank you for the memories. :(


&lt;em&gt;Where have all the good men gone/and where are all the gods?&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Where's the streewise hercules/to fight the rising odds;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;-Like the fire in my blood//&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111478755181981137?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111478755181981137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111478755181981137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111478755181981137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111478755181981137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/04/eh-imsorrryimsorry.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111408257009757596</id><published>2005-04-21T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T19:22:50.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;EHH i am OFF blog-decomposition. So instead of choosing to biodegrade (I need a break from frigging math PT) I have nobly decided to blog. blehhh these few days have been hell. THIS IS MY FINAL PT BEFORE UMMM EXAMS IN ONE WEEK. some teachers haven;t even finished teaching yet. coughbalacough. humph. this time tomorrow I WILL BE THROUGH WITH BLEDDY KINEMATHICS. i swear, the person who INVENTED kinemathics should be bloody SHOT. ahahah sorry i am on the verge of hysteria. Ohwel. no choir till week 7! thankyouthankyouthankyou. today was kind of crazy, i kid you not. For whatever reason our class was high. before chen laoshi's lesson we were &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1) threatenging each other with gen's softball bat( a lot of threatening involved gen herself) heh&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2)pseudo dueling with shann's fencing sword and gen's bat ahah &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3)acting out a fight scene with the matrix-duck-bullet-backward-bend-which-keanu-reeves-gorgeous-hunk did. only this time it was to avoid the rappier, not bullets. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;oh and a soft toy commited suicide with the screen rope. it was horrifying. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;today rocked, actually XD. very much so. except for the slogging-through-math-pt part which i have just taken a  break from.heh.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i miss choir i want choir camp i want concert prep i want junes hols i want food i want SLEEP. wishful thinking, unfortunately, for now. gahh.   &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i have to bathe now.^T&amp;U$%#^U&amp;amp;^*O&amp;amp;^.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111408257009757596?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111408257009757596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111408257009757596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111408257009757596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111408257009757596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/04/ehh-i-am-off-blog-decomposition.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111340830157572836</id><published>2005-04-13T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T00:05:01.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i am wondering how i started off with perfect control and discipline at 10.45 PM with determination to finsih my already one-day-late physics concept map, and end up, like the complete failure i am, BLOGGING. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;gahhhhh i can't take this much longer, or i shall well and truly bloody burst. minsi can you come spell S-T-R-E-S-S with me. arghh what is the school admin's freaking problem they simply couldn' t just tell us our EOI dates and let us feel a little more at ease. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;NO. oh, no. they have to have an EOI WEEK FULL OF NOTHING BUT FREAKING EXAMS THAT LAST AN HOUR OR TWO EACH DAY FOR ONE WHOLE BLOODY WEEK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:$%#$%@%R&amp;*%^&amp;amp;$"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;$%#$%@%R&amp;*%^&amp;amp;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;^.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;chingminsi jac geet and i attempted to study after school today, with moderate success. i gave up concentrating  halfway because minsi starting howling old Britney hits. and so we kind of joined in. (thank god it was after school and no one heard us. i think.) minsi came over to my ouse on the school hol on tuesday to study, but that completely bombed, due to her feeling hungry every five minutes and wanting to watch spiderman, gossip and slack. So that was minimally successful, but whatever. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ohgods. it;s 12AM. i surpass myself at wasting time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111340830157572836?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111340830157572836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111340830157572836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111340830157572836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111340830157572836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-wondering-how-i-started-off-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111311395054869452</id><published>2005-04-08T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T14:19:10.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Excuse my profanity-spewing. but i really have the need to scream that out loud. Ohgods. Only you guys will understand. It's a honour-protecting thing- not just about getting seomthing and improving. it's MAINTAINGING. becuase we have been getting the top honour since ummm syf started. The first girls school to get gold. and now we have to screw it all up. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i can't face ms loo. DAMN. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;gold is all and well. but what happened to the fucking honours?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;someone tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111311395054869452?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111311395054869452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111311395054869452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111311395054869452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111311395054869452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/04/excuse-my-profanity-spewing.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111311358163340129</id><published>2005-04-07T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T14:13:01.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;not good enough. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for lack of anything else, FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&lt;em&gt;r&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why? we deserved it, i know we did. we did we did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This isn't a fucking dream. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ohgods. i'msorryi'msorryi'msorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111311358163340129?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111311358163340129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111311358163340129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111311358163340129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111311358163340129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/04/not-good-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111279825574931278</id><published>2005-04-06T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T22:59:45.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is it. In approximately seven and a half hours i will be waking up. IT'S HERE IT'S HERE OHGOD. OHGOD.OHGOD. (again, i;m sorreh, genleong, but the circumstances really call for it)DAMN.


pleasegodgiveusfaithandltusbelieveinourselvesandnotgosharporflatbutgetthecorrectpitchand
impressthestoopidjudges.XD AMEN. BAHHH.soomeh has ordered us to get in bed by 10.30, and as such i suppose i;m already breaking it. but OHGODS. i can't do it. I'll never sleep. NEVER. i;m seriously contemplating group suicide with minsi suet and jac of we getanything less than gold with honours. BOOHOOOSCREWBLOODYSYFARGHHHHHHH.SOMEONEPLEASEHUGMEINEEDAHUG. sobs.


I 'm freaking out badly. I shall not even venture to mention what happened today. thankyou joo i luffyoucrazehh. i;m sorry i melteddown onyou and started talking incoherently.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NO. you know what? NO. i''m not going to freak over this any longer simply because that WE WILL GET GOLD WITH HONOURS. RGSCHOIRYOU ROCKXOZ BABEHHS AND WE WILL SHOW RI and any other school stupid enough to mess with us that WE KICK BUTT. (and way more than that XD) I LUFFYOUUS SOOMEH shuen,suet,mave,charbraine,vivien,lisa,quanquan,geet,jac,minsi,sneha, JOO!!!! and the rest of the people too XD grinns. thankyouus once mroe for putting up with my rubbish and unloading/bitching/complaining/humming/general anoyace XD heh.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; WE WILL GET GOLD WITH HONOURS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and that's that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's nothing that you can do/that can't be done/&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;nothing you can sing/that can't be sung;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;nothing that you can say/that you can learn how to play the game/&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;it's easy-&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;all you need is love/&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;all you need is love/&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;all you need is love;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;love is all you need(love is all you need)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111279825574931278?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111279825574931278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111279825574931278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111279825574931278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111279825574931278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111269966638944301</id><published>2005-04-05T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T19:14:26.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1 more day to SYF. ohgods i can't function i can't function. DIES. i feel a crackdown  and hysterical sobbing coming. sighs. and all the frigging WORK. HELLO. the school admin should get their eyes checked. CAN THEY NOT SEE THAT WE'RE CAPABLE OF PHYSICALLY SWIMMING IN FREAKING ASSGINMENTS PTS AND EOIs? HUH? HUH? SOMEONE PLEASE ENLIGHTEN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:ME%^&amp;@#$!#^Y%^*O"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ME%^&amp;amp;@#$!#^Y%^*O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(&amp;^&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;GODS. (i'm sorreh genleong for swearing so compulsively but seriously.)I can't even concentrate on school anymore. it;s just a shell sitting there and copying occasional notes down. :(  it gets so bad that sometimes i feel the only time i actually feel alive and well-real- is when we sing BOOHOOOOOOO. sometimes i want this to be OVER. SYF is honestly bad for your health. it causes you to feel and act liek a zombie till it's over. and then it leaves you empty feeling :( it;s rather hard to believe all the four months of work would be gone in one day. eeeeps. do i sound suicidal and maniac-depressed. i'm not. i just feel wierd and freakedout and nervous. yepp. sorreh to all the people i seemed snappy at (if there were any) and ummm yeah. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;alrigt, i thin i've been sentimental enough, excuse me while i kill myself doing SS pt. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;*%^E#%. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and the songbird/keep singing like they/
know the score/
and i love you i love youi loveyou;
like never before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111269966638944301?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111269966638944301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111269966638944301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111269966638944301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111269966638944301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/04/1-more-day-to-syf.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111253559893622923</id><published>2005-04-03T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T21:39:58.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WAHHHH i;m so screwedup for SS PT. i will fantasise about demanding a five-year extension for ss. yes. relasitic ehh. I;m STRESSED. i;m very sure fro the next five days i will die trying and failign to pay any attention whatsoever to classes. DIE. DIE. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!WARNING!!&lt;/strong&gt; usage of profanities/implicit references/ a sappy sentimental cat XD. Read at your own risk&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;four more days to SYF. we can do it. we WILL. we HAVE TO. i'm feeling very protective of loo and choir now, for some reason. so to the arse who blogged crap on Dazzle, you can curl up in a corner, screw yourself before dying. Or we could help by castrating you with a blunt knife. -breathes out. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; to&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Choir&lt;/strong&gt;: i loveyou honehhs!! thankeww for all the commitment, hard work and effort put in by everyone&lt;3333333333333333333&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to batchmates/ leslovers/soomeh&lt;/strong&gt;: hey babes, loveyouus muchly!! we're been through pmses, horny-suet-stop-flirting-with-jac phrases, freaky auditions with loo and etc. huggs. (and more stuff inthe bedrooms. not now though XD) SOOMEH darling. sleep early and rest!! loveyou v.much. huggs. and minsi this is your last warning.DON;T FLIRT WITH SOOMEH. don;t know what i;d do without you guys.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;ms loo: THANKYOU. THANKYOU. &lt;/strong&gt;honestly&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;don't think we could have survived without you, actually. so thankyou.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;nuff said XD&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sometimes i love you/sometimes i don't/ but i never ever/ever want to let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the road's not easy/the feeling's strong/it;s the little things that keep me holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111253559893622923?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111253559893622923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111253559893622923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111253559893622923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111253559893622923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/04/wahhhh-im-so-screwedup-for-ss-pt.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111235911159787360</id><published>2005-04-01T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T20:38:31.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eeeeek i haven't blogged forever. I realized i sounded umm a little teenage-suicide-case  in the last entry but i'm assuredly okay now heh. I;m not as screwed as aforementioned, but yeah, still. Term two is fun! XD for now, that is. although being screwed for a ridiculous amount of PTs blehh. we changed seats on tuesday, so i;m now sitting with Pris Wenting and GenLow (which might change soon, seeing that wenmin's complaining of Pris's head blocking her.) April's fool todayy! grins. we had very much amusement heh. we swtiched classes with threenine! which is pretty unoriginal  since maybe threequarters of the school was switching classrooms too. Thiock was pretty nice about it, though he didn;t allow us to sing happy brithday to Lynn (!) mutters. so HAPPY BIRTHDAY LYNN!! XD yes anyway. then umm OH. lichen is one bored but brilliant devil that woman. she offered the sour and sugar-covered soft-chewy-multicoloured-candy-that-comes-in-a-plastic-roll thing to me and yuching during math )which yuching, having probably too much experience of sitting next to her, declined.) i was stupid enouigh to accept . the orange flavoured thing tasted nice after all the FRIGGIN SALT was washed off and i stopped choking and gulping water. mutters. she offered those to more people who took it and started choking in unison. pftt. and ohyes, as if that wasnot enough, she and mel brought mini-oreos that had colgate for a filling sintead fo cream. horredous, i tell you. but it didn;t taste bad at all haha. during chem we made a pact to burst out singing happy brithday to lynn at 1.15PM, only we kept procrastinating because we didn;t feel like interrupting her. so in then edn we did, and we ofered juliekoh one of the oreos which she tookand popped in her mouth HAHA. and when we started sniggering she went, chewing thoughtfully, "what's wrong with this? it tastes minty and all.." and we choroused "it's toothpaste" and she swallowed with satisfaction. chem teachers are freakily wierd hah. then after that had lunch with jacsuetminsigeet before going for choir. ehh. choir wws fun!! XD we sounded amazingly not bad for sunset!! WE HAVE HOPE!!!! 5 frigging days left to SYF. actually i'm not as freaked as i was supposed to be, since i think we've made quatum leaps in performances XD beams. we sounded really quite pro (ehh who am i kidding i know but allow me to busk in this shallow glory for a while)  for sakura on the recording heh. and amariallas is looking good as it is. so yes WE HAVE HOPE!!!!!! beams. ehhh. okayy will blog tomrorow. now i have to go slack, excuse me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111235911159787360?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111235911159787360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111235911159787360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111235911159787360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111235911159787360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/04/eeeeek-i-havent-blogged-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111184637233346756</id><published>2005-03-26T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T22:12:52.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm pmsing badly. sigh. now even daddy's gone too. Mummy went to china for a month. and daddy just left  for the airport about 1 minute ago. he';s headed to china too, so i guess it's kinda alright, except it's that i'l miss them loads. ok note: on normal terms you do NOT admit to missing your nagging when-are-you-going-to-clean-up-your-room-huhh parents but i guess i'm not under normal cirumstances.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ok let's see. Let's have a swim in lake screwup. umm. homework (a lot of it) not done, tuition work not touched, room not cleaned up (now it's worse than ever, in teenager's standards. so it;s pretty damn bad.) and umm . ohyes. my steroid-and-pill popping by the damned doctor. i have no freaking idea what he's giving me. -mutters-i just spat up this pearl-sized ball of phlegm. icckkk. ohwell. if i die i want my dog to go to minsiching. she's mortally afraid of my doggie -evil grinn.alright. i;m done with my will. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i'm done with wallowing in the waters of self-pity. I'll dry off now then ;D right. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;syf in 12 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111184637233346756?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111184637233346756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111184637233346756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111184637233346756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111184637233346756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-pmsing-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111167982161545881</id><published>2005-03-24T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T23:57:01.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ahh. The assortment of medication the doctor is able to prescribe for a cough is huge in variety and size. I;m now on steroids and pills that make your heart rate increase. I'm uhhhh much comforted. though feeling floaty and wierd. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i hope the doctor knows what the bleddy hell he's doing, or i';m very screwed.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;14 DAYS TO SYF. bugger and damnation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111167982161545881?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111167982161545881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111167982161545881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111167982161545881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111167982161545881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/03/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111167949464856393</id><published>2005-03-24T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T23:52:13.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today: not as wildly entertaining as yesterday but still highly amusing XD. yes. had URA &amp; CBD in the morning,, which hardly sounded promising. the trip to CBD was uneventful except for the bus ride, whcich totally rocked, mainly due to that me Lydia Gen Brenda and Tammy were sitting at the back back of the bus. Naturally we were in the best position to a) annoy the hell out of Alexis and Pris heh b) get the guide's attention and eventually win a bottle of mineral water . the glory. c) snuggel up and get the most space because we were leaning back and no one was behind us heh. nods. anyway. yes. the talks and statues were alright, though standing at the back we couod hardly hear the stuff she was mumbling . oh and the salvador dali statue looks highly obscene. no wonder minsi was all over it -snorts- yehh. then went to umm the maxwell food centre where i behaved like a total and uncontrolled pig and ate fishball noodles with chili despite sore throat. sometimes i wonder if i;m really into masochism. but whatever. yes. then uhhh ohyes URA. that place, in the hands of imaginative fifteenyearold schoolgirls can be highly entertaining, i tell you. after the guided thing which was rather yawn-worthy, we were left to our own devices, which is a total mistake on their part. we stalked peopel throught the skycam and tracked this guy driving in a white car. fascinating. wenting leening and me were snorting so loud the security guard who walked past threw us a suspicious who-the-hell-are-these-girls-and-what-is-their-problem-with-keeping-quiet look. it was hilarious. leenign had an undiscovered passion for post-its, so we started stealing them from the interactive exhibit. XD crazehh us. was dismissed back at school, so went for lunch at KFC with minsi and suet. take note that we all have sore throats and coughs. amaxing how the human mind works. heh. ohwell. choir was sectionals, which was very amusing as well. Xiumz came late, so Yilyn had to manage heheh evilgrin. then when we were busy insulting xiumz limited intelligence she came busrting in, lookign as adorably confused as ever. it was very funneh. so now it;s estabished that minsi and xiumz are long lost twins due to their shared level of IQ. ahahah yilyn was so amused yes. we started choking and snorting halfway during sakura when we saw xiumz attempting top conduct wu jie, lord help her. hahah ok i think i've been unbelievably long-winded. shall stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111167949464856393?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111167949464856393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111167949464856393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111167949464856393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111167949464856393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/03/today-not-as-wildly-entertaining-as.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111166201924429500</id><published>2005-03-23T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T19:00:19.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;today was TOTALLEH entertaining. all-consuming, i would say. yes. World trade game, which kinda sounded dubiously entertaining, and turned out to be enormously so. &lt;em&gt;yes. &lt;/em&gt;i got Europe! Rockxoz. second richest country and all that, after USA. stupidfreakingUSA, which is completely self sufficient but refused to sell ayone anything at a decent price-snarls cat. we ( leo, susanta, lynn and me XD) weren;t a complete failure. In fact, we broke even! -cat says, thrilled. yes we were started with $12000, and ended up with $12000. We were laughing at Ghana (the poorest country) at first, but then fate &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt;  to go and be all ironic and GUESS WHO WON. Ghana. sniffs. haha but they- gen, pris(i'll be unmentionably kind and not call her her new nickname lala) and andrea- were very brilliant in the end. they got by on sly charity, those &amp;%^&amp;amp;#%^* creatures. haha but yes a game well played. We had bilateral trade agreements with Brazil and blackmailed like umm venezuela i think! it was all enormously entertaining. all this and then the social studies report. mon dieu. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;oh. then choir. CHOIR, i tell you, which was even more enormously entertaining. loo was very crazy-cool today (i love her sesame-street-red-fluffy-character-which-i-do-not-recognize-by-name shirt.) yes. she rocked, by my standards. we did umm las amarillas, which since only about less than 20 of us turned up, made us stand in a circle around her. it gets even better after- to get us into the mexican i-am-hot-and-dangerous-and-i-don;t-give-a-damn-what-the-whole-frickin-world-thinks belle-with-an-attitude mood she made us stride in a circle and do crazy lunges and random people and (attmept to ) look all cool and seductive and haughty at the same time. from experience, it takes a hell lot. to look like a hot seducer in barely there mexican clothes. yes. it was totally and completely fun.ilovechoir.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;^&amp;$^@ got to bathe. bahh CBD &amp;amp; UAR tomorrow. eeek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111166201924429500?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111166201924429500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111166201924429500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111166201924429500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111166201924429500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/03/today-was-totalleh-entertaining.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111147505399913449</id><published>2005-03-22T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T15:04:14.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;today wasn;t as mind-numblingly boring as i would have imagined. The sungei buloh thing was rather fun, actually, though the guide was just plain bitchy sometimes. bahh.(seelahmaryseewhathappeneswhenyoukeepsayingbahhallthetime)mary and liqi are so funneh. and zhongning is une partner magnificat XD. rockxoz mysockxoz. nods. We decided to do the five-metre interrupted(literally) transact, and mary was the pacer. so she had to stop about every ten steps and being mary, we induced all of us to start counting the steps in french. unduextroisquartcinqsixsepthuitneufdix. those are the only numbers i actually remember now, which was all well, sicne there was only ten steps to be counted each time. and zhognning and mary had the experience of holding up the stupid light and RH sensors in a pose a la the woman in the statue of liberty while an amused visitor smirked at us. thrilling. when we finally finished liqi and i had &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to  pretend not to acknowldege their presence becasue they started singing. cat cringes at sound. heh. so yes, went for ridiculously overpriced but oh-so-yummalicious yam icecream in the overpriced cafe then went home. the clinic, unfortunately , was not open, so bahhh (seelahmary!!!!!) had to go home and languish in ecstacy of sorethroat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i have so slacked the hols away, eeeeek. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;yilyn and soomeh you guys rockxoz my sockxoz.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;-huggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111147505399913449?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111147505399913449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111147505399913449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111147505399913449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111147505399913449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/03/today-wasnt-as-mind-numblingly-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111147423997827376</id><published>2005-03-21T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T14:50:39.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;someone tell me what's wrong with me. QUICK.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i don't know. I still feel as lousy as hell about it. I'll just skip the part of undeserving people getting in and causing the people who by right should have. arghhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;lifeissofreakingunfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111147423997827376?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111147423997827376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111147423997827376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111147423997827376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111147423997827376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/03/someone-tell-me-whats-wrong-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111154510907660748</id><published>2005-03-21T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T10:31:49.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;PRAISE THE LORD.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;thankyouthankyouthankyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111154510907660748?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111154510907660748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111154510907660748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111154510907660748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111154510907660748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/03/praise-lord_21.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111137679132770329</id><published>2005-03-21T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T11:46:31.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;OHmondieu (thankyou muchly, mary love XD)&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so sorry about leaving my blog to decompose and biodegrade . arghhh.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;somuchsomuchstuff. -clutches head.-&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SYF auditions!!!! we had them like&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;er. saturday, i think. yes. ms loo was freaky. my pitch was off. i rushed. my tone was horrendous; i don;t know how yilyn and hear me and still manage to smile. GROANS AND BURIES HEAD INTO PILLOW.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;iwon'tgetiniwon'tgetiniwon'tgetin.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but i want to!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sobs. sorry if i don;t make much sense. choir people seem to have excellent timing of when to fall sick, ie. onther day of auditions. sniffs. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;soomeh darling how is your sore throat and dont worry i am just jiffy. ooh look. alliteration. says cat unenthusiastically. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and suet darling, are we on or off. ONOROFF. tell me. one moment you tag to say we are over and the next you're calling me my pretty. make up your mind, beloved. though of course i'm much more willing to get back together with you and do unspeakably kinky things. heh. i promise to get more er interesting in bed. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;minsi. i miss you too. but stop flirting with soomeh or else. i mean it. growls and swipes with unsheathed claws at minsi&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;rachelchang: why am i so freaky. huh. huh. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i really don't make much sense at all. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i need a new blog.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;goodbye, world.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i loveyou soomeh, suet, minsi.and all the other partners, flings, mistressess that i kept .&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ohmondieu. slumps over in faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111137679132770329?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111137679132770329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111137679132770329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111137679132770329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111137679132770329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/03/ohmondieu-thankyou-muchly-mary-love-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111064375895384875</id><published>2005-03-12T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T00:09:18.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;YESYESYES HOLIDAY. sigh. swim carn was a complete WOMT. (Waste Of My Time)yes. and EEEEEK i am STRESSED. again. (yes i know thanks)shitscrewdamn*&amp;&amp;amp;^%)#^ . i am stressed for SYF. the auditions are like next week&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;there's only ONE freaking audition. And it's in front of MS LOO. ALONE. the worst combination possible. I want to get in. -screams and stomps foot.  If i donlt get in, i'll scream and cry. But then again, if i get in, but we don't get anything less than gold i will DIE. i will suffer form severe grief, depression , guilt and then kill myself. (I;m still contemplating how to kill meslef. i was thinking- carbon monoxide. NO. cannot. too painless. I' have the guilt-attack thing where it's like the stupid choir would sound much bloody better without me. SOBS. i've narrowed the choices down to drowning (slow painful death) and being burnt alive (slow, VERY PAINFUL traumatising death.) yes. sighs. we have two weeks. Wu Jie  is one freaky dude. His eyes pop out when he conducts. still, he;s bloody zaided. I hate Leong Yok Ping. I want a new blog template. I love Polya. I'm pmsing. Ohogods. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I DONT KNOW WHAT THE FREAKING HELL I;M TALKING ABOUT.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;save me . i'm dangerous. PLEASE.  &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SUEEEEEEEETTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOOOOOOMEEEEHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ANYONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111064375895384875?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111064375895384875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111064375895384875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111064375895384875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111064375895384875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/03/yesyesyes-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-111036572558416184</id><published>2005-03-09T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T18:55:25.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i haven't blogged in a gazillion years. the past week has been disgusting. eeeek. two tests and chem perfromance task (which i unashamedly annoucne we screwed up) in a week, dammit. i shall attmept to practice better english and stop swearing so much. As well as the Goal of stop using God's name in vain (help me here, Gen!!!! )i'm currently trying to find a replacement exclaimation besides his name. So far, thanks to the imaginative Rach and Gen, i have two shortlisted: OhmyTien and (shitwhatwastheotherone) ohgosh. i have decided ohgosh sounds too nambyoambyand guniang and naive. And OhmyTien is just weird; something you can never get used to saying off your tongue. ehhs. i am searching for new ones, if you have interesting ones, please feel free to approach. I have been keeping alive by living off suet's and minsi's notes (suet babybeh you write the most sexay and hormonally-overloaded loveletters EVER. iloveyoubabe :D) today was fun and superslack. math, PE (in which i bombed at volletball again. you notice that i have the rare gift of being able to screw everything up) then chinese where we played the chinese version of a wierdgofish-heartattack hybrid cardgame. shann and i amused ourselves by trying to shuffle pro-ly and do the reverse card flopping-onto-one-another thing. Gen and Rach won. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-111036572558416184?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/111036572558416184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=111036572558416184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111036572558416184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/111036572558416184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-110974881972347687</id><published>2005-03-02T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T15:35:56.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i am STRESSED. like no one isn;t, but just proving my point. STRESSED. i have a screwed-up math test tomrrow, a lit test on friday, a english presentation (uncompleted) tomorrow and a chem presentation on firday(also uncompleted). tell me i;m not screwed. TELLME!! moans. haha today was fun though. had physics first thing in the morning which i nearly did nto survive. and this giant beetle/bug/bee/wasp/wierd-metamorphed-insect thing flew to my net and stuck there. eeeek. and so to my mortification i had to back slowly away and call(very sheepishly) for Mr Thio's help. i swear he was laughing when we finished getting rid of the wierd insect. i would have destroyed it. if i dared to touch it. -glares-. humph. chem was actually bearable. we're starting on a new topic. kinetic particle theory. not as bad as bonding, which i fail spectacularly at, but still quite quite horrible ahah. oooh and i was reading the veryvery funneh script during math. poor shann had to endure snorts and shaking fits of silent laughter from me every two seconds . SOOMEH.trust me on this. this year, OUR TICKETS WILL SELL OUT. hahahah. it will. stamps foot and glares. OHYES. and we watched Chickenrun!!! for CLE. it's was totally amusing and very heart-warming. but the teacher-who-sounded-wierd insisted on skipping parts and huge chunks so we didn;t get to watch the whole thing dammit. i swear to rent it. i realise now that my class is clever. VERY CLEVER. and hardworking. buries head. either that or they're all skilled in the refined art of looking-extremely-attentive-and-copying-down-notes-while-writing-note-to-mortal/angel.i;m working on it. making no progress. sigh. people like Lynn and Brenda freak me out (no offense, darlings, it's just an expression.) with their amazing ability to finish the heinious ss worksheet, math assignemnt, math practice questions, get them ALL CORRECT and (for brenda's case) still have time to update fics. lord help me. though this is completely fault on my part. since i cannot live without the com and i will find every excuse to use it for a school project that somehow turns to a frantic blog session or getting hooked on fanfics. sigh. whyyyyy.the com is evil. and i'm using it. IT;S MINE, PRECIOUS.
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i swear, i don;t know what;s bloody wrong with me.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i realise i swear entirely too much for my own good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-110974881972347687?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/110974881972347687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=110974881972347687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110974881972347687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110974881972347687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-am-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-110934714493511223</id><published>2005-02-25T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T23:59:04.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ohmygod today ROCKED. ROCKED!!! haha well the later part fo the day,anyway. yeah. morning had TAF where ms tan cheerily announced that we were gonna run three rounds the track timed. at 7 am in the morning. i was completely and naturally prepared. heh. to my amazmement i improved my time :D grinns. yayy. i'll just skip the part where i felt like dying and my lungs doing the internal-combustion thing and had to gulp water before feeling normal. snorts. good start, wouldn;t you say. then had physics, where i actually paid the minutest bit of attention ;D ohgod this cannot go on, i realize, or i nd up failing all my subjects. what a cheerful thought. then math, where i newly defined the term "royally screw up your math"by not paying atnetion to the whooe of coordinate goemetry. i tried  i did. but my brain shuts down. and brendaa's notes keep me alive. heh. but now she;s put a ban on the letters during must-pay-attention--or-else-screw-up-like-cat-did classes. like chem and math. speaking of chem-shudders- (not willingly , of course)eeek. Jkoh gave us post-test. where i once again, screw up royally (refer to definition above). not so bad for post-test as compared to pretest, where i had marks that the devil would be ashamed of. that;s syaing somehting, really, because the devil's not really ashamed of anything. and then after a boring assmebly with a shocking swearword-spewing lecturere and chem, we were freee!! choir was cancelled due to mass swim , so we had sort-of- batch outing!!! jac suet minsi, sneh and me!! haha went to plaza sing to eat yoshi. we made an amazingly large amount of noise, discussed people, listened to minsi's ipod (FINE, MINSI, FINE. the gold one is NICER.) and generally had a lot of fun. minsi couldn;t open her jelly, so we ended up grunting and tearing at it like cavewomen. it was then we noticed the serrated edge of the fork. *whistles* hahah.. we had funn going around, first to spotlight, to oogle and do market research for the costumes and props for concert, and buy string :D we met yufang and jirui! -waves- sneh had an unhealthy fascination with prodding thread reels -falls over laughing- until the auntie leaned over and went "excusemestopplayingwiththethreadthankyou" ahahh. the stuff at spotlight is horrendously expensive, i realize. then went down to pig out  on (me and suet) pretzels and (jac minsi sneh) fried chicken. both were heavenly. but suet's cinmamon sugar pretzel had a ton of sugar which we ingested and caused us to go all hyper with sugar rusha dn start singing monosyllybaliclly ahah. it was hilarious . yayy jacminsisnehsuet (and bathmates)  iloveyou!!!!-huggs.- :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-110934714493511223?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/110934714493511223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=110934714493511223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110934714493511223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110934714493511223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/02/ohmygod-today-rocked.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-110899229738009496</id><published>2005-02-21T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T21:24:57.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;eeeek what a day. (eeeek is now my favourite word.)  was quite alright, actually. but i was mad at being gancheong all through sunday and rushing like mad and presenting nothign today haha. not that i;m complaining, though. we would have died if we did present chem today. our model -shudders- was totally falling apart. and they're supposed to be covalent bonds. the irony. heh. and lit. I;M SO PROUD OF OUR LIT GROUP LIQI YOU'RE THE BEST BLOODY POWERPOINT CREATOR EVER -grinns. i am totally serious. the ppts were bloody magnifique. it had things i could only imagine made up the perfect ppt hahah. oh lord. i am gushing about ppts. this is NOT healthy. this, ladies and gentlemen, is what overdose of performance tasks and work can do to you. then ms chng- SOBS LOUDLY for benefit of mr lim- didn;t come!!!!! oh the torture and misery !!!! so we got the bio lesson to ourselves to experiment on the effect oil has on bird feathers. the bird feathers were totally adorable can. white and fluffy -cat goes all sappy- ahah. yeah. brenda was very tempted to kidnap one and bring it back to class but i told her otherwise:D yerps. and yaru wrote to me!! she's so freaking sweet i can;t stand it -sobs-she spoils me so. she gave me this reallyreally cute fluffypink heart!!! hahaah. i love it yaru!!!:D thanksomuch dearie!haha. yeah. then after school went to library to read while waiting for tuition to aproach. read the bondmaid. a totally scandelous book (at, least, by my pure and innocent standards in sec one when i first read it.) now it;s just on an "alright" stabndard, which goes to show how much school life has corrupted me ;D i finished the book in time for tuition. physics. shudders. ahhah actualy it wasn;t so bad. physics tuition is never that bad, really. kinda because i slack somewhat.you have to practice constantly to attain the perfection of slacking in class yet seeming sort-of attentive, which i have been consientiously practicing. (thus the standard of my math XD -sheepish grinn- yayyyy looking forward to tomrorow where i can give soomeh and yaru my letters and go for choir!! i miss choir, though when i;m actually in choir i wish desperately for it to end. funneh thing, my brain. hahah.eeek . my spelling truly needs improvement. ahah. aleight. namaarie!!;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-110899229738009496?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/110899229738009496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=110899229738009496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110899229738009496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110899229738009496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/02/eeeek-what-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-110889601314708077</id><published>2005-02-20T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T18:40:13.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i read what i just wrote but realised i didn;t sound very coherent at all. so here goes. CONSTANTINE ROCKED. rocked as in ohmygod-the-story-is-bloody-good-and-the-actors-are-freakishly-good-and-the-demons-are-freaky rocked. ROCKED. :D and i always known i have excellent taste- smirks smugly and preens- i've been yearning after keanu reeves ever since the first Matrix. so there. and he;s now HOTTER THAN EVER. pants and fans myself-. hahah. yepp. JAC let's gush over how bloody shai keanu reeves is and the freaky-girl-on-the ceiling haha. she's actually quite chio when she was exocrised. :D ahhaah.. yayy. feeling happy and contented now. wait not nearly contented. I WANNA WATCH AGAIN!!! brendaaaa you better hurry up and decide a time so we cna go watch ;Dhahahah. ok now got to go search for a suitable death scene for lit tomrrow. namaarie!!!!! growls in a low voice- this is constantine, asshole :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-110889601314708077?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/110889601314708077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=110889601314708077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110889601314708077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110889601314708077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-read-what-i-just-wrote-but-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-110888165290802279</id><published>2005-02-20T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T18:28:19.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;CONSTANTINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i went to watch it with my cuz and mummy and dad yesterday at 9.20 pm. IT ROCKED. ROCKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! screams myself mad. Keanu Reeves is HOTTTTT. unbelievably so. -reels in drool- slurp. hotttt. and the storylines is meticulously and deliciously good. angela dodson aka rachel weisz is HOT. but keanu is HOTTTERRRRRR. sizzle. grins dreamily. i am now a constantine fan. :D the possessed-girl-on-the-ceiling was pretty freaky :D hahaah the whole movie was pretty freaky. but not in the i-can;t-sleep-iscared-some-jap-ghost-will-come-haunt-me sxcary but the omg-freaky-demon-half-breed-alert freaky ahahahahah bu it's humourous as well, which makes me even more crazy for the movie ;D ahahah.it's an interesting aspect on religion too. catholism frankly, has more scandelous stories and hisotries in the bible than chrisitian ones. Mamon was just plain freaky -shudders. the black bible is wayyyyy freaky. eeeek. and it's all in latin. -whispers dramatically-the dead tongue... hahah yes..so sexy and goth and freaky. one of the best &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=movies" target="_blank"&gt;movies&lt;/a&gt; i've watched. ahahah:D shit i'm very screwed. haven;t done math assginemtn, not finished chem nor lit :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-110888165290802279?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/110888165290802279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=110888165290802279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110888165290802279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110888165290802279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/02/constantine-i-went-to-watch-it-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-110863903600517446</id><published>2005-02-17T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T19:17:16.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;YAY. end of the week. well not technically. but yes. tomorrow's PI. we will cheer our lungs out for xiumin and joo!!!! :D yepp. school's alright, and chen laoshi has been supercute-grinn-. have lit and chem perf task though &gt;_&lt;. eeek. all by next week, so very stressed. yeah. the spandex ppt is seriously lacking.. sighh.. and i stillhave to annotate lit haha. Ooh the dustbin outside our classrom has been infested with maggots :D -laughs at looks of horror in sadistic glee- yepp. we ddin;t notice the maggots till the smell had gotten horrendous. and then we notice dthere were white white rice-like stuff sticking ont he mouth of the dustbin bag. we only realized the numerous thinggies were actually maggots when they were wriggling, on closer inspection :D heh. the green manthen came to clear up !!!! my god. he lifted the cover without wincing (which is the bare minimum; the rest of us normal people puke when the cover is opened) and reached with his BARE HANDS onto the maggot-rimmed black bag and dumped the whole thing into the big big green garbage thing!!!!! FAINTS AND DIES. i swear he's one of the bravest people i have ever met. all hail the green man!! :D haha. today was fun, cause ms chng was sick (i;m not suposed to rejoice but guesss what. i am. i apologise.) and we got a free block!!!!!! while the rest of the second half had to go for lesson and take a test :D -smirks smugly- heh. and then chinese was totally funn. we did Jay Chou song!!!!! ahhaah it was totally chinese lit poem anotation  where we had huge amounts of fun and amusement by disecting and analysing and inferring what the words symbolised.:D which naturally amounted to a great amount of crapping as well.. then lunch and free block again, because of philo. we went to library and settled for Jurasic part three beacuse we wanted to spite Gen and make her freka out like she did when she was young. she had a "weak heart" (quoting herself). which totally shocked and amused us tremendously because she lookd and acted so man all the time :D haha gen so there is a guniang side to you !! ahahahah dinorausrs get to you eh? ;D so we watched jurasic park int he library, me brenda zhingning and gen, and proceeded to run a sarcastic commentary (eg. the tyrannosaurus had teeth a whole lot like slyvester's- he even grinned like him. snorts), predict, and usually accurately, what was going to happen next, and shaking in silent/muffled/choked fits of laughter. yeah. and choir was even better. jac is now my fling nmuber two. (soomeh you're stil my number one so no worries!! ) so jac, suet and i are now a threesome -grins pervertedly- and joo is our whip, geet is the vibrator and minsi s the handcuffsAHAHA we are so scandelous. yepp. a funn day. shit got to eat (hey that ryhmes!! -squeals cat excitedly. ) Namaarie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-110863903600517446?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/110863903600517446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=110863903600517446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110863903600517446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110863903600517446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-110848262209420199</id><published>2005-02-15T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T23:50:22.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;YAYYYYYY OMG OMGOMG MY BLOG WORKS!!!!! YOU ROCK BLOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  (excuse the previous entry.) heh. yes. today was bloody exhausting, but very satsifying. brendaaa gave me a rose!!!! so sweet!!!!! ahhaha. and suet sugar gave me a supersweet note and chocolate which, by the way, was melt-in-your-mouth scrumpliclious. yummmm. and soommeh gave a huggg!!!! ahahah. yes. it;s one very happy cat :D had a horrific chem bonding post-test which i think i spectacularly failed because of my blatant lack of attention on metallic and giant molecular bonding. sheepish grinn. yeh. and i forgot to BRING MY FREAKING BLOUSE. how stupid can i get. dont even answer that. the answer might depress me. snorts. had to result in borrowing a blouse in prefects' room. the biggest they had was size 14. i wore 14-half, but the 14 blouse felt really wierd. mm. choir was funn. sort of. we slacked for rs and did nothing but talk. for an hour. then went to choir.yeahs. it was funn mainly cause the songs are nice. the mystery jap wordless song and the Gloria song (which geet scared me by saying was really horrible) but turned out nice. except for the tiny part where suet and i was struggling through the notes ( excuse: we didn;t learn it!!!! -screams indignantly-) yeh. i really donlt think we managed to help the sec ones much. we were as lost (if not more lost) as them. sigh.what is the world coming to. OH!!!!!!!!!!! I am now ALTO2 for SSAA arrangements. wierd!!!!! from sop 2 to alto2. i could get used to that.. eventually. i hope. soomeh and sop2s IMISSYOU!!!!!!!! sobs.. haha. ok fine. mummy nagging at me to sleep. apparently i;m SHORT when she is 8 cm shorter than me. snorts. Namaarie!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-110848262209420199?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/110848262209420199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=110848262209420199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110848262209420199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110848262209420199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/02/yayyyyyy-omg-omgomg-my-blog-works-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-110848188616302772</id><published>2005-02-15T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T23:38:06.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;STUPID @!#$^&amp;amp;%****BLOGGER. it does thins every single freaking time. just testing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-110848188616302772?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/110848188616302772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=110848188616302772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110848188616302772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110848188616302772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/02/stupid-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-110837506958982762</id><published>2005-02-14T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T17:57:49.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;haha valentine's day today!! parents takingme out to dinner today ;D heh. school was funn, actually. fun and scary. fun: all the teachers (with the -screams at top of voice- EXCEPTION OF AHEM ACERTAINCHEMTEACHER AHEM growls) gave us sweets and bookmarks and whatnot :D and soomeh baby spoled me as usual with her neverending flow of sweets. i heart you you quirky, impossibly funneh and sweet woman!! haha. yeh. scary part: ms wu looked majorly pms today. she always, does, i mean, but she looked more dao than ever. and she sent people out of the class! she went around checking the worksheet that we did an eon ago, and i totally didn;t see the second question at the back, a mindmap. and she strolled to my place and flipped the paper to the back and went all accusing "where's your mindmap?" i turned to give something to zhongning (you kind of saved my life, albeit unintentionally.) at the moment and when i heard her voice i froze... and when i slowly turned around               SHE WAS GONE. poof. YAYYYY. pats chest. haha yeah. but she gave us sweets at the end of the lesson. :D did this chem worksheet thing on bonding revision which i totally failed. eurghh. while in chem listening to the melodious drone of someone i was fantasising of eating lunch with jac and minsi and then going for the eventfulless PI rehersal. i was FANTASISING to go to rehersal. that was how bad her classes are. they make you fantasise about wanting to take coordinate geometry to a new level. groans. let's see  if the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$^&amp;&amp;amp;%^(#$%"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;!@#$^&amp;&amp;amp;%^(#$%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;@ blooger is working. crosses fingers. namaarie!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;still not off my addiction to LOTR (i don;t intend to be. not until HalfBloodPrince where i shall be momentarily distracted by the world of Harry Potter before getting sucked back into LOTR.) thankfully blessed with a bunch of LOTR-fanatic classmates (my class rocks.ROCKS.yes you, mary and brendaaaa. and rach, who is only besotted with orli. to rach: hands off. ORLI IS MINE. :D) ok sigh mummy nagging. namaarie.&lt;/span&gt; 
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&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;:D farewell&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-110795778908585634?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/110795778908585634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=110795778908585634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110795778908585634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110795778908585634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/02/chinese-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-110770499074081678</id><published>2005-02-06T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T23:49:50.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;wahh. this week has been partial hell. i went into depressed mode for a while but sort-of recovered. looks like i'll slip back to it anytime now :D heh. still loads of homework (nothing new there. snorts.) i have decided that Jto thoroughly annoys me. she expects a 1200-word essay written int he space of one hour. FINE. she makes you stay back if you don't. FINE. she then makes you re-write all sentences that have even the tiniest mistake. like an added comma. FINE. NOT! arghh. what's the freaking point??? (iam on the verge of screamingand spewing the f-word all over, but i will refrain. must.control.myself.not.use.it. )&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ohwell. YES. two things. chinese new year and RI choir concert. more of the latter later.  CNY. my god. i can;t begin to describe the moronic level of the actions. sigh. i don;t really care, but choir is supposed to be GOOD and CREATIVE. look what our actions are. of course, i realize i have no one to blame excpet myself, since i came up with 50% of the moves. brillaint bloody me. heh. and yilyn too. but she did the nicer moves. *buries head* ok. anyway. on to next topic. ri concert.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SOOMEH you looked so damn gorgeous baybeh!!! made me melt. literally. hahah. as did like practically the whole choir. yayyy. a surprisingly big amount of RG people went for the concert, i have no idea why. but oh well. yanheng (nugdenugdesoomeh that's my love rival ehs :D) was the mc together with this other guy. yeah. and sarahs tan and soon and me were embarrasing soomeh by pointing manically at her and trying (but futile) to get yanheng;s notice. oh well. we tried. and ri choir was surprisingly good (better than they sounded at the exchange anyway-smirks-nah..  they sounded pretty good anyway. and they sang some cool songs too . but WE'RE WAYYYY BETTER. humph. so there. ahah and the 17-people-like-a-bsuking-group-but-not. they sang cna you feel the lvoe tongiht. they had the same frekaing score as nutella can!!!!! grrr. the only consolation was that they had 17 people and still soudned quite horrendously dead while nutella sounded a billion times better. so there. glaresatthe17people ensemble HAHA. well. yeah/ OH nad the rjc choir was damn good. saw bonkie!! and grace and addy and kelly and inez and caroline and sarah!!!! hahah gets all sappy here. we made an embarrasingly big amount of noise :D.heh. what can i say. ok. i  am having fantasies of plonking onto my bed. shall go and fufil them. ciao&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-110770499074081678?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/110770499074081678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=110770499074081678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110770499074081678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110770499074081678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/02/wahh_06.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-110743046138106274</id><published>2005-02-01T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T19:34:21.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;HOMEWORK. piles and mountains and stacks of it. i never knew homework could exist in such huge numbers. now i know. laughs humourlessly. i am destined to fail my chem spectacularly thanks to ahemthe brilliant, wonderful, caring, patient, totally un-bitch-like JKo. she is wonderful. really. that's one of the reasons i perpetually feel overcome with nausea when i look at her beautiful face. ickk. anyway. yeah. homework. groans and flops over. i am in a state of dispair. i swear i will kill myself someday soon. (to my psychotherapist and all the wonderful health staff at woodbridge: don't worry an iota! it;s just a creative method of dispelling my anger, like you taught me. )HAH. ok . WOW. look i have socail studies analysis i didn;t even knew existed. i have a senseless chem project. i haev a chinese test. i have chinese homework. and math. and english. and physics. snorts. leave me in peace so i can enjoy luxuriating in the pool of work. farewell. to all my friends and mummy and daddy i love you. (again, my psychotherapist, don;t worry-another form of expressing myself. smiles insanely. )    SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-110743046138106274?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/110743046138106274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=110743046138106274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110743046138106274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110743046138106274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/02/homework.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-110742992677093017</id><published>2005-01-28T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T19:25:26.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'M BACKKKKKKKKKK!!!!! unneccesary announcement, but there you have it.  haha obs ROCKED. as in seriously rockedrockedrockedrocked. you get the idea. rocked. haha yes it did! amazingly and thankfully i survived (soomoo i love don;t worry. missed you like crazy too) missed choir mummy daddy doggie friends and the two most understated of all, my BED and my TOILET!!!! tes. to my beloved toilet: you are the most perfect beautiful sittable beige porcelain creation i have known. truly. i never in my fourteen and and a lot years truly appreciated how much you meant to me. and my BED!!! you cushionny huggable bounceable thing iloveyou!!! i mean it. more on that later.
TWENTY THINGS I LEARN AT OBS:
1. bring a bloody pillow along
2. bring a bloody cap
3. kayaking is DAMN fun, if  not only for the perpetual zigzaging in totally wrong course every few seconds, which resulted in bruises. painful ones.(quick soomoo coo over me!)haha
4. maggie mee tastes good raw.
5. maggie mee tastes even better cooked. and when you're starved after 5 hours of kayaking.
6. you get sick of maggies mee after five consecutive days of eating it.
7. oreos can taste scrumtious in the middle of kayking.
8. it takes a huge amount of skill to take the oreo form the back of the kayak.
9. alexis is a damn good kayaker (go alexis!!!!!!-beams-)
10. susanta is a damn good shitting partner (althoguh constipated one :D)
11. always always look up before entering the toilet with gross freaky wierd things or else they have a high tendency to drop on you halfway.
12. always ALWAYS check to see oif there are nice pink GIRLS bathroom with SITTING TOILETS and actual toilet rolls and not the drips of sorry excuses we get in the boys toilet. (i only found out on the fourth day, having endured three agonizing days of SQUATTING. sobs. i feel utterly cheated
ahahah) yepp.
13.hig ropes course look easypeasy on the ground and you wonder why the person up there is going into hysterics and not moving :D
14. high ropes course are, in reality, highly demanding. and scary when tyou look down.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;15. i thoroughly underestimated my dependence and love for my bed and toilet.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;16. instructors are apparantly specialised in inflicting great psychological damage upon you by telling you all the creepy facts at night before bed. ("oh by the way, if you really wanted to  know, there are two children's gravestones in the forests beside your campsite. sleep tight -sadistic grin-." )&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;at this point i  can;t think of much other stuff to say, so shall stop. yeah. i loveyouall, dean, Tenzing Wuzzers, shitting partner, Kayak partner, the sandflies (NOT), the smell of Off .. thankyouforthememories :D gets all sappy. ok stopit cat. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;got to go for class now. be back next week!:D -waves crazily-&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-110596217661326798?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/110596217661326798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=110596217661326798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110596217661326798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110596217661326798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/01/mondayyy.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-110585772065011767</id><published>2005-01-16T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:42:58.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;yesterday was AWESOME. only jac geet joo shuen and sneha came but it was total fun anyway. suet, minsi, hope you feeling better yeah? and mave and charbrain!!!! come on monday ah!! no excuses!! :D ok nabck to the topic. yeah. so anyway, joojacshuen came together, and jooandjac was scared of my dog *laughter* . but anyway, shu en (or is it joo? or jac??? ) spotted the basement door and was all "ooo look at this this room has stairs! " oh wait i think it's jac who siad that. yes anyway, so brought them down to the basement where they went wild and started oogling at the television (joo commented that the television was as tall as her, then, upon walking nearer realised that the television was nearly twice her height:) oh then geet came so we lazed around, and started gossipfest on all the scandelous classmates we had .. we, being skilled at the art procrastination, managed to crap about Everything and Anything part 2 (refer to previous entry) for about and hour and a half, and my dvds(mostly pirated ones. if you're a law-enforcement officer who is reading this, it;s just a cryptic reference tothe lousy quality of the movie s heh.) so then we finally dragged ourselves up to my room (where, once again, the elle and 8days mags were assualted on:) ) oh then brought them for a tour round the rest fo the house. oh and the roof top!! that was cool. joo was freaked out by the ladder and shu en refused to climb first due her &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Sex" target="_blank"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;ywhiteskirt she was wearing. so we went up plus shu en who went last. then, just as like every one went up and was admiring the scenery guess who we saw farfar below? so went al the way down to get sneha, and asked her if she wanted to climb but she didn;t, so went up again, and showed therest how to get (joo freaked again) and i came downt he last (had to shut the latch) .. then went to my room and after 10 minutes of slacking around the pizza came so trooped downstairs and began pigging out on barbequed chicken and vegetarian pizza. after lolling around the table and taking turns playing the piano (jac i want the fur elise score!!! :D) went up to my room. afetr looking at the clock and realising we had less then an hour to busk and get it right whenwe actually had six hours to begin with but squandered it all away *sheepish grin*. so naturally panicked and called meeting upstairs. so we finally started busking (had to run down a few timees to get pitch.poor me.) so. finished, to date, stand by me , still of the night (which was major pitching problem) lean on me and goodnight (which were the only decent two). we have yet to do "in the jungle" , i realise, and auditions are two days time. ms loo will FREAK when she hears us. sighh. ok stop being so depressing,cat. fine. i have yet to do my homework which comprises of finishing math assignment(who knows how to do (h) ??) and chinese si han (ickkk.) yepp. so. shall go now in peace love and joy. byebye. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-110585772065011767?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/110585772065011767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=110585772065011767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110585772065011767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110585772065011767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/01/yesterday-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-110571758951541483</id><published>2005-01-14T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T23:54:01.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;FRIDAYYYY.yessss. my favourite day besides wednesday. this week was pretty exhausting.. but pretty fun, maily coz of choir pracs and busking sessions we had every morning where we busked (or a valiant attempt to) in 311's empty classroom.. missed charbrain loads though. she finally came back today!!! today rocked. ROCKED. we had physics and math in the first few blocks ( prety allright, actually. i like Bala, so her lessons are pretty cool). then we had totally boring assmebly (some prefect thinggy). so yah. then after that came the fun part- we had rs: free block!!hahah so minsi andmave came overto meet and we met like suet (her partner was at obs) and geet and jac and joooo!!! hahah.. busking reunion.. so we plonked ourselves on the open balcony-roofy-thing-on-the-second-floor and began crapping endlessly. we attempted to busk but gave up within two secdons of trying because nobody really wanted to start singing like a lunatic on the open balcony-roofy-thing-on-the-second-floor and be caught by the gigantic number of friends that pass by the place. so we decided to just crap (our profession) about everythying and anything (the contents of the crap shall not be exposed becuase of the rating of the various subjects coughjac'sunderwearisgreencough ) and joo was exposed by suet!!! hahah SOMEONE has sexywhitelegs.. and you will NOT believe what jac asked suddenly, which totally caused me to choke and suet to smirk in her sexypervertedi-know-the-answer-to-that-one way. she asked some questions of highly sensitive nature, which included ahem various positions of copulation (go check the dictionary. ) and suet's friend pranced along and answered all of jac's highly sensitive like an old pro winkwinknudgenudge. OH and we had an er intense discussion on the important topic of materials and how they (literally) sweep us off feet.will elaborate on that later. yeah. so anyway after crapping for about half an hour we finally realised we had five minutes to our last lesson (chem. ickkk. i don;t know what the school's problem is. honestly. chem at last block of the last day of the week?? HELLO??!!! mutters. anyway. our class was really pissed at a certain black-and-(grimace)orange clad teacher. she wanted us to do "corrections" for the mistakes which we made in the past two chem tests, which, i might add, ahem, DID NOT INFORM US OF. she gave out the test papers and we had to shut up and do corrections. whichmeant that even if we didn;t have the slightest idea whcih letter represented a neutral element in group I we still had to GUESS. i applaud her style. ididn;t fail but bordered on that. it kind of sucks when you can;t even fail properly. oh wth. thank god school ended soon. then CHOIR PRAC!!! ok not so much choir prac yet. had lunch with geetjoojacmavesuetminsi and shu en (not counted, although sitting within three feet of us) satin slinked past us. there was nothing much to eat so bought a drink and sandwhich. after having that we all realised that we were still really hungry (despite geet eating a plate of friend kway teow) so we trooped dwon adn ended up buying each a plate of kway teow :D geet made me buy her share for her coz she din want to be lablled a pig by the aunty *rollseyes* haha.. prac was a blast. i flirted shaemlessly with mae babe  we split up for regina and inscriptions, which we ahem mastered. besides the occasional wrong pitch and off-beatness. then sop 2s came (we were in the hall, by the way) and started playing &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=games" target="_blank"&gt;games&lt;/a&gt; while we threw glares at them when they made too much noise ahah.. finally we were done, and the twos came together and started doing our sectional item which was AWESOME!!!oh but before that we played murderer and concentration! haha yilin and xinzi won.  haha limmy popped by today and she came with us.. even she said the songwas cute (or she was being reallyreally polite ) yeah. and then we went back to bach room where we started doing the actios and consoli&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=dating" target="_blank"&gt;dating&lt;/a&gt; them. the end effect ROCKED. it was damn hilrious!! we have the lamest actions in the UNIVERSE!!!ahhahahah it ended up really good. the 1s came in and oogled at us while wedid our actions then collasped into hysterical laughter. oh well. then suet and co. had to busk. double sigh. so jac joo and me stayed in the bach room where we watched nutella busk awesomely. then we waited in the canteen for suet and co, and used the time wisely by teaching joo and jac to spin their pens and doing each other's homework :D when suet theyall finished we went up to the co room to FINALLY busk. great day:) oh well. want to go sleep now.. sec threes coming over to busk tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-110571758951541483?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/110571758951541483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=110571758951541483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110571758951541483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110571758951541483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/01/fridayyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-110536839668478870</id><published>2005-01-10T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T22:46:36.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.H.E</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;just went to S.H.E's concert at indoor stadium on saturday and it was AWESOME. at first mummy was supposed to go and bring me along but she had to (the lamest excuse i;ve ever heard) STUDY. don't ask me why. yeah. so rushed around trying to find someone to go with. smsed manda lim but she repleid late, so oh well, manda, TOO BAD :D (i really enjoy taunting you on this subject, especially since you were so horrified later when i told you ) went with cat (no,i'm NOT senile. she's a a namesake.) and had a totally rocking time. there were over 11000 fans there which included us, sitting in front-row vip seats (so there, mandalim. next time don;t reply so late) oh well. enough gloating. anyway the show was totally fantastic, and i officially crush S.H.E. i'm like that- crushinhg something after being exposed to it. weakness for heroics, i suppose. they sang like 30 songs, and were totally funky (their costumes are reallyreally cool. really.) except for the sound problem, which was a pity, but they were totally cool about it. so yea, i loved it. haha alright now to business. today was alright but chem SUCKED. julie koh loves springing tests on us for some reason. to date we have had tow tests, and it's the second bleddy week!! growls. and her tests are FORMATIVE. i think i failed spectacularly. but on to a happier note, busked today after school! :) was totally enjoyable, with joo, geet and jac crapping and minsi annoying the hell out of me (she always does. i love you, min) we wasted time eating slowly in the canteen while it emptied itself of people and geet and joo satrted making gross experiments with joo's soup and jac's melted green tea ice cream (which i was having too so it was even more gross. thanks, geet and joo. you make me feel so special.) so trooped down to and empty classroom where we plopped down and frantically started learning "in the still of the night" and allocating solo parts. i always have such good time while busking*sighs dreamily* even though our "still of the night" sounded strangely off-key with the solo added in.  enough mush. then had to rush off to freaking TUITION. physics. ickk. can you believe it?? totally unromantic way to end a day. so well, endured and hour and half of that and finally took a bus home. ahh. ok that's all shit i realise i haven't done my lit. ok byebye  &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;will defineitely update tomorrow ( TRY to- look at Firm Beliefs section on the left :)tata&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-110502270567597781?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/110502270567597781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=110502270567597781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110502270567597781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/110502270567597781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2005/01/2005.html' title='2005'/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-110257644071873598</id><published>2004-12-09T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T15:14:00.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Realized i have not blogged forever, and came to the conclusion that i should. First, nomatter i have a slow reaction, but AHHHHHHHHHHHHHTAUFIKWONTAUFIKBABYYOUWONYOUWONYOUWON!!!! better. ame and i went for the finals, and it was totally awesome..  anyway, have been hibernating at home, holed up and watching chinese serial wuxia vcds *sniggers* .. now that maid is gone i have to do chores, which is not at all amusing if you have to dig to the bottom of the strainer and dig out all the &lt;em&gt;odure-&lt;/em&gt; indescribably slimy half-decomposed foodstuff that have been  trapped there with your BARE HANDS. *shudders* even with platic gloves can still feel the dripping, slimy things... &lt;em&gt;tres terriblement. &lt;/em&gt;but on the bright side there's nada a soul around so i can pretty much blow up the house and no one would really give a damn (except i have to re-construct my house by the time my mum gets home.. that's really about it).. i can't bring myself to finish the chinese homework, which is complete and utter &lt;u&gt;crap.&lt;/u&gt; i'm very much screwed , but whatthehell :)&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;am currently hooked very much on chinese wuxia serials, and pining for my serial dvds which i have ever so magnanimously lent to my cousins. groans.. well then that pretty much sums up the thrilling episodes of my life nowadays.. of course, things might wee bit  look up when i go to Beijing next week and shop my disproportionate ass off.. :) ciao&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[dated december 14th, sunday]&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BUDAKPANTHAIBUDAKPANTHAIahhhhhhhhh!!!oh.my.god. last night was sooo totally amazing!! (ok, NO, it's NOT what it sounds like, think CLEAN , people!!!) the concert so totally and completely RAWKED, and WE so totally rawked!!! i got to esplanade totally uber early, and (quoting suet) pranced around i the esplanade and remeinisising(i can't spell) about stupid maths trail. went upstairs to the stupid esplanade cafe where it costs like seven bloody bucks to order a SANDWHICH. _________(fill in vulgarity of choice)anyway, by the time the woman warmed the bread up i realised it was 12.15 and rushed dwon, trying to find the concourse. i ran donw the haagen-daaz-and-mrs-fields-hallway and slammed into sarah tan who was also looking for this mystery place called concourse. we made our way to the "funny-flower-steps-place". i asked where the concourse was.  he looked at me all wierdly said. "THIS is the concourse." naturally i wasn't embarrased at all. so we plonked ourself down and waited. after everyone got here we went odwon to the stage door-the proudest moment of my life!!!- and went in together with Budak *cue hysterical screaming*and believe my adjective FREAKING HUGE when i use them on the backstage thing. It was ubercool!! so yeaa, and holy___ the dressing rooms were so freaking funkified!!! the sop2 room was pretty amazing, in the sense that the bathroom is bigger than the room itself. Amusing. So after ploning our stuff down we crashed the altos and sop 1 rooms, which were about our size.. then Person (that's what i'll call her coz i have no idea what her name is) came and took us down to the concert hall. we got to the backstage where ms loo let us warm up and stuff. then we were led to the stage door. we went out into the hall, and let's just say we all looked pretty unsightly with our mouths all hanging open. the freaking place seated more tha a thousand people. the stage was, for lack of better words, olympic-sized. so there gonna be approximately two thousand eyeballs staring at us later. right. not scared. at all. So we sort of got on stage, rehersed for a bit , both alone,and with Budak, and of course, getting a free preview of what they were gonna sing later.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so after about 4 rehersals with them and my throat on serious protest, we went back to the dressing rooms at about 5.15 pm, meaning we had a grand total of 45 minutes to change, apply makeup, and eat before going back to warm up again. i was, once again, besieged by suet and co. to be official screw-their-faces-up makeup artiste:) .which i did. we finished the chicken rice (and that absolutely scrumptiouis chilli) and went back to reherse.OH and i forgot, sop 2s had a new catchphrase, because minsi and i kept reenacting the White Chicks thing: "i'm so frickin' pissed. ohmygod, i'm gonna have a BF." AHAHAHAHA so we went around doing that to everybody, until "frickin'" became our favourite new adjective: "pass the frickin' chilli" ; "omigosh my frickin' shoes don't fit"... etc. it was FRICKIN' HILARIOUS.then GUESS WHAT. joe came in and started handing out invites to a TEA PARTY thrown by budak!!!!we freaked out quietly. then, of course, it came to the time to kick butt on stage, which we tried to do. and of course, WE RAWKED. very much, thanks. so there. :) after interission, about half the choir sat in and watched the second half of the concert, which was just as marvelous as the first half.*grins stupidly* hahahahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ok then, here's episode two, which i will recount now. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;omgomgomg the frickin' tea party!!! it was amazing. we met up at cityhall mrt (which, by the way, i confess, didn;t know how to get there, and had to ask the receptionist) before prancing up to Raffles convetion centre function rooms, which have very chic and totally unpronunceable names like.. er.. mercury (which is not unpronunceable, but very chic) and colleander(which, i don;t know if it exists,i'm just making up chihc and unpronunceable names) and our room-Indiana. we siddled in in bunches :). so we split into two tables: sec 3s, and the sec2&amp;1s and the food was heavenly. it was a bloody tea party and they had 10 different kinds of kueh. and of corse, the hilariouis Cranny awards that budak crapped up with this cute powerpoint. so we sabo-ed ourselves to go up and present the prizes: best amle collaboration, best female colaboration, best orginal song for movie best-looking guitarist :) etc. HAHA. guess who pretty much won everything. :) the prizes-champange bottles filled with smarties, jellybeans etc-were just as adorable... the highlight was of course carolyn giving a free torture session to Joo baby (who was sittign next to me and screaming for someone to save her. *grins evilly) and of course who could forget the exchange of signed posters , where we all signed poster for Budak (which made us feel like glamorous movie stars for about 5 seconds) and *cue hysterical screaming,again* received autographed budak posters!!!!! :)) so yes, we went home totally satiated -at least for now.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;at that, people, concludes the Amazing Budak Concert Day Episodes (other wise A.B.C.D.E)&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ciao! &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-109962886092179457?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/109962886092179457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=109962886092179457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109962886092179457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109962886092179457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2004/11/sick.html' title='SICK'/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-109947633557585551</id><published>2004-11-03T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T18:05:35.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IgnoranceIsSweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wellwellwell... today was rather interesting.. had maths trail in the morning at the esplanade, which was partially redudndant but kinda fun too. As in, not the oh-my-god-this-has-such-education-value-and-i-learnt-how-to-aplly-trigo-in-real-life-situations kind of fun, but as in having fun totally crapping up answers, and training for 2.4 next year by sprinting and attamtping to beat charlehnnnn's group to reach the mrt stop. So, yeah, math trail wasn't as torturous as i imagined, although the stupid debrief was such a total waste of everyone's lives, and the even more moronic station instructors talking to us in a tone of one teaching a five-year-old that two plus two is four. I mean, it's quite enough constantly coming up to us and going sweetly, "do you need help? need help must ask, okay?" .. oh no, they had top make us line up in pairs, and "don't make so much noise ok?" grrr.. that was DWONRIGHT BLEDDY ANNOYING. humph.. but we got dismissed early, so manda, jiayi, fan2, angel, jirui and rach and i went down to far east to eat *chicken rice*. the chicken rice wasn;t that bad, though, so it was worth it. then we sorta started prowling throught fareast in circles.. oh, and we watched the really interesting process of rach getting her ears peirced for a second earhole at Bits&amp;Pieces. Jirui wanted to, but when fan and i evilly suggested the amount of infections one could get by peircing ears, she *hiakhiak* chickened out, so we had only one specimen to observe.but i didn't pay much attention to the ear-peircing thing anyway; manda and i were too busy hunting for earrings. i wanted something dangly and more visible, but silver, and definietly not tacky, and not to mention not too costly, but i could settle on which to buy.. anyway, we wondered around, and signed our class name on the Graffiti wall. We wondered around some more, went to more hops, before going to the second level, where we went into this shop (which name i can;t remember) and the earrings got me and jirui salivating, so we started pawing at the earrings. i had to consult angel and fan2 to pick between two "finalists" but in the end bought both (angel wasn't much help, seeing that she doesn't pierce her ears, and has horrendous taste in earrings :)) so after that i went home, totally satisfied *grins stupidly* ahhh.... then proceeding to watch my precious yi-tian dvds.... c'est la vie!    &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-109940429160636884?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/109940429160636884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=109940429160636884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109940429160636884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109940429160636884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2004/11/bliss.html' title='BLISS'/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-109816450173126232</id><published>2004-10-19T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T13:42:34.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doom 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;[i'm using a darker colour to express how pissed off i am-IMAGERY, REMEMBER??!!]SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i won't even tell you how the damn paper went. INFER FROM THE TEXT. grrrrrr.. i cannot believe that i would study chengyu 100-200 IN DETAIL then what comes out? a chengyu in the FIRST BLOODY FIFTY. DAMNDAMNDAMNDAMNDAMN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *screams at the setters of the paper, probably a certain gay&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=porn" target="_blank"&gt;porn&lt;/a&gt;olovingexriteacher* HELLO? WHAT IS FRICKING WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE???DO ALL YOUR GENES HAVE THIS SADISTIC STREAK WHEN IT COMES TO SETTING EXAM PAPERS??? OH WAIT-I KNOW THAT ONE: IT'S NOT BLOODY FUNNY IF YOU MAKE STUDENTS STUDY THEIR DISPROPORTIONTAE ASSES OFF THEN COME UP WITH SOMETHING THEY DIDN'T TELL THE STUDENTS TO STUDY!!!!!!!!!!!! geezus!!!!!!!!! *flops down panting, and masages throat* goddammit.honestly. pray that i don't screw my other papers up, blog, or i'll throw up blood on the bloody computer screen. AND I WON'T WIPE IT OFF. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-109799531540158520?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/109799531540158520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=109799531540158520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109799531540158520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109799531540158520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2004/10/doom2.html' title='Doom2'/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-109791044000543107</id><published>2004-10-16T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T11:56:30.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ARGHHHHHH.. impending doom in a grand total of 2 days before the exams, and approximately 15 hours of that two days are used up. And i still have 146 chinese verbs to learn. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..screaming (whether real or virtual) is the only sort of forming of release i have now... DAMMIT. i stand by what i said on my last post. SCREWED. Still, exam periods have their advantages: the teachers suddenly go soft on you and shove sweets at you; you get to watch movies and slack (we watched Dead Man Walking during philo and Finding Nemo during chem. those two movies rawk, truly.) but i digress. and since on friday half the class didn;t come, we pretty much got to do whatever we wanted*smirks*... all the same, i really can't see the logic behind making our school have the LATEST exam period in the whole of singapore. It's totally frustrating when you go online and have people bombard you [whether intentional or otherwise] with how your exams went and telling you all about their holiday plans while you grit our teeth and continue making goddamned history notes. grrr. Not to mention how bloody frustrating it is when all your other friends plan for outings and you CAN'T GO because we have BLEDDY EXAMS. seriously. and i can't seem to concentrate. every time i promise myself to sit down and revise, i somehow mysteriously end up doing otherwise, or sitting down for 10 minutes then going on to the computer and start bumming around. I swear, the computer is evil. mysterious forces dragging you away from the piles of textbooks and towards the glowing screen. I mean, if that's not evil i don't know what is. gods.... someone poison me or smother me with a pilow already!!!jeez....oh WELL.. and i thought my life was worth living.. :) *pulls myself out of fantasy of dying one day before exam*freakingexams...whatdidi&lt;/span&gt;everdotoyou!?&lt;/span&gt;
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tata&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/8071099-109738826544668603?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/109738826544668603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=109738826544668603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109738826544668603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109738826544668603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2004/10/screwed.html' title='SCREWED.'/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-109679831584299026</id><published>2004-10-03T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T11:58:17.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fluttering Heartbeat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;AHHHHHH... i just came to the conclusion that i'
m absolutely and completely screwed. I found out that i have exactly two weeks to prepare for EOYS and i haven not TOUCHED anything. seriously. I 'm certain that if someone dusted for fingerprints on my chinese textbooks the results would be inconclusive... But i have found the advatages of being a hormone-ridden teenager. That's being able to gush over hot hot people. And when i say hot, i MEAN HOTTTTT. Hot people like -takes huge breath- NicTseDanielWuAlecSuDanielRadcliffeOrlandoBloomViggoMortensenAHHHHH*releases breath and stops face from turning purple*. Nic , Daniel wu and alec su are the newest additions to my hotlist:) from watching New Police Story and Heavenly Sword and Dragon Sabre respectively. Truly brilliant shows, both of them!!!!!!!!!!!! *for gushing about New Police story refer to previous entry*hahas..Heavenly Sword and Dragon Sabre rawks well and truly. i'm dangerously addicted to the show now..:) even my parents follow it, for godssakes, so i have every right to gush:) ahh. well.. i'm supposed to be revising math, but that apparently did not work out, so yesh i shall bid my adieus henceforth and condemn myself to the loathed graps of mugging. Farewell!
ps. WUJI AND ZHAOMIN MAKE THE CUTEST DAMN COUPLE EVERRRRR:) [sorry coudln't resist]&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/8071099-109679831584299026?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/109679831584299026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=109679831584299026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109679831584299026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109679831584299026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2004/10/fluttering-heartbeat.html' title='Fluttering Heartbeat'/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-109601351675065382</id><published>2004-09-24T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T11:58:42.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;alright.I admit, i DIDN'T finish that math assignment i promised to do. So sue me. Today was pretty alright, with rockclimbing right in the morning (and my fingers feelinh dislocated from hanging from the stupid overhanging thing). Then it was this whole afternoon of snoozy subjects(alliteration!), where the only worth paying attention to was Sumaebabe's letter reply!!! her letter was supersweet *melts into lump of goo*.. haha, and OH, of course, something i was meaning to blog about and gush ever since i got home last night. Mum brought me to a movie premiere which she got invited to , and it was the premeire of New Police Story. Nothing compares to some good old solid Jackie Chan kungfu action, of course, and i was all eager. We went to Lido, where Jackie Chan and Daniel Wu and all the mediacorp artistes were due to make appearances, so we sort of waited around a bit (well, i waited around and tied not to lok stupid while my mum was chatting with the Very Important People who, i must add, were all friggin' TALL. grrrr) then people started screaming and Jackie sprang out and started slapping people's hands. I tried not to look amused, and failed. So anyway, after the stars had filed intot eh conference room, the other guests hung back a bit and chatted SOME MORE, while i again tired not to look like i had sneaked in. So anyway, after a while, we ambled into Lido Two, and settled donw[ gods, it's HUGE]. Mum talked to her colleauges while i slumped down in my seat, wishing fervently for the bloody show to start already. So after waiting like 20 minutes, the Djs from Yes9.33fm came in, and intro-ed Jackie Chan and Daniel Wu(not that they NEEDED introducing) and had this mini-game thing. :) really hilarious, aand they gave away prixes, among which included and $800 ipod.*stares at ipod longingly* The FINALLY they started the movie. And the movie was beyond belief. It was really,a solid-quality production, with less than like 5% of GCI animated stuff, and 100% natural moves. Then of course, there was the on-screen eye-candy. Gilian (TWINS) was really cute, and that goes 100-fold for resident hunks Daniel Wu and Nicholas Tse:) I don't know exactly why, but the name Daniel and the bad-boy, mysterious behaviour really appeal to me.:) i think i gave a coronary when i commented that i found Nic Tse hot to mum. In the end, she dismissed it as infatuation. Which my have the tendency to be true-alright, it IS ture. So sue me! haha.. i have an afinity for gorgeous guys. Don't everybody?? *[by this i mean strictly homo sapien females, gays and bi&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Sex" target="_blank"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;uals only. If you are not in these categories but have feelings towards gorgoeus hunk, see a therapist. Immediately.] So anywayyy, Nic's acticing skilkls really quite surprised me, because i had no knowledge he could act as well as he did. The fact that he was a veritable babe helped too:) alright i'll stop my Ditzy Chick behaviour and go back to my I'm-too-young-for-guys-studies-come-first persona. No, i'm NOT schizoprenic, contrary to popular belief. I'm a Gemini. Deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i figures i gushed enough about hunks. Shall go research about them now. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;tata y'all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-109601351675065382?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/109601351675065382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=109601351675065382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109601351675065382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109601351675065382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2004/09/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-109583823058101500</id><published>2004-09-22T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T11:59:14.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avoidance/Collision</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;YESYESYESYESYESYES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt; i can soo finally blog properly without waiting for com studs. lesson every freaking thursday..:) i finally stopped procrastinating (which is saying something, considering me) and got someone to fix my damn computer.. atrocius... *shakes head*.. anyway, life is kinda more relaxing now, especially since there are no upcoming in-your-face-so-you-should-start-panicing sort of tests.. so it's good. Today was cool, considering the amout of lame (pure, unadulterated corny) jokes that we traded with Ms Huang, our CHEM TEACHER. yes, you heard right. Oh, and Ms Cheryl too. Hilarious.. I never knew they had The Lameness within them.. oh well.. you can never tell... and for chem today(well, not really chem, especially since we already had our EOIs) we're doing natural science now(god knows what THAT is *shudders*), and Ms Huang made the most ehem, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;adorable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;powerpoints with Japanese animae of girls (who seem to have misplaced their undergarments) plastered all over it and doing the peace sign while laughing their pretty little heads off.. *shudders at the image*and then, surprise, surprise, Ms Huang went all chattily, when we complained of the eyesore "Oh, these powerpoints weren't made by ME, guess who made them!" Guess who, indeed. At the end , with the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Credit" target="_blank"&gt;credit&lt;/a&gt;s, our class had a collective coronary when the last slide(complete with waving Jap girl in short skirt) proudly announced Dr Chris Slatter the maker of this powerpoint. Dr Slatter. A guy. Sometimes i really don't get the male hormonal system. I mean, Dr Slatter (he has a bloody PhD in bio, for crying out loud-and i WILL cry out loud) is a nice guy and everything and i love his accent, but his affinition with half-clad Japanese animae characters is NOT acceptable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Hahaz.. oh well, shall be guaiz (typical me) *smirks smugly* and do my math assignment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;tata, y'all&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/8071099-109583823058101500?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/109583823058101500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=109583823058101500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109583823058101500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109583823058101500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2004/09/avoidancecollision.html' title='Avoidance/Collision'/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-109529382288870899</id><published>2004-09-16T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T11:59:56.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I give up. Life is so screwed it cannot get get any more impossible. Yeaa, i mean besides the fact that Chem and Lit EOIs are tomorrow and i haven't touched anything(and i mena ANYTHING), added with the fact that we have the exasperating Sungei Buloh trip(in which we will pull oput weeds and collect a variety of mosquito bites-how utterly thrilling) till like 6pm in the evening. yepp, i mean besides that, everything's just perfect. I seem to be addicted to writing fanfiction, i have no idea why but the feeling of writing each chapter is oddly exhilarating-to release my stress and everything, i suppose. And, of course, I'd kill to read fantion, which i also, alas, have been addicted hopelessly to[ Harry/Draco slash anytime!!/ Draco/Ginny is sooo Romeo-and-Juliet-it has a certain charm to it]...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;damn...i don't know if i should be more worried about my lit or my chem. Maybe both, since i'm having random undue heart attacks, due to the fact that my more er, intelligent classmates have been spouting off things like "acidsalkalisandbasesbondingionicandcovalentbondingdiaotomicandmonotonicparticlesvanderwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;alsforcesfoundbetweenlayersofGraphiteandBuckyballlatticestructure" in one breath. It's really freaky, to be perfectly honest. So it is [as a sadist] comforting if another of my less brained-endowed classmates asks loudly what an acid is. :) and not to mention lit, which i have not memorized quotes [or at least, the appropriate ones] So many themes, so little time. Too early seen unknown and known too late/Romeo romeo wherefore art thou romeo?/deny thy father/refuse thy name/or if thou wilt not/i'll no longer be a capulet..:)Sorry.. Romeo and Juliet moment. beside me are the chao-muggers. everyone's like a)annotating or b) flipping through 400 paged chem textbooks or c) blogging :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Circe,Zeus, alpha and omega and all other deities existing, who was the complete and utter ass who started all this stupid exam &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Business" target="_blank"&gt;business&lt;/a&gt;??? &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-109529382288870899?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/109529382288870899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=109529382288870899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109529382288870899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109529382288870899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2004/09/fallen.html' title='Fallen'/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-109523905044624837</id><published>2004-09-15T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T12:00:28.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SpreadMy wings and Learn to fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Man did i miss blogging... My computer is seriously screwed up, so bear with me. Anyway,i have a million things to blog about: 1st-the Golden Melody award! It truly rawkked.. I invited Lynn darling to come along, and yeaa did we have a blast :) We met Jolin Tsai(ewwww) with her perfectly manicured baby-blue talons, the amazing F.I.R, the ice queen Faye wong, Tnaya chua and steph sun (she had this very RGS ponytail thing) and defnitely most worth it-ENERGY:) forgive for acting like a 14year old schoolgirl with a crush-oh wait, it didn't occur to me that i &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; a 14 year schoolgirl with a new fab band to crush on:)So anyway, we took a photograph with them, but sadly, i didn't get the long-awaited autograph.. still, there's next year, so i guess i'll be rewarded with my patience!:) My mum looked pretty amazing (I thought her hair was fake at first) then i tugged at it and it occured to me that maybe it was real after all.. she lke shook hands with all the artistes!! i cannot beilve her being so bloody nonchalent about it. I warned her not to wash her hand for at least 5days, and Lynn demanded to shake hands with my mum just to have a feel of wand leehom's transferred skin cells, so whatever.. :)School hols are over,sadly, and mugging season is here, so i'll have to stop procrastinating and outting off to study my math... soon:) I barely have tme to update chapters of my fanfic, the reviews i have gotten were pretty damn amazing*beams* so i'm cool with that.. ah well.. parents both out of town for like a week-FREEDOM BABY!!!well not exactly, but still better nothing, so i'll be grateful:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;"  &gt;well, i'll update asap, i promise:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;tata, y'all&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/8071099-109523905044624837?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/109523905044624837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=109523905044624837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109523905044624837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109523905044624837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2004/09/spreadmy-wings-and-learn-to-fly.html' title='SpreadMy wings and Learn to fly'/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-109438887672309631</id><published>2004-09-05T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T12:00:57.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybei'malivebeneathitall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;like the new layout? haha FINALLY i updated my look, after my friends countless persuasions..oh and yeaa, i forgot to blog about open house, so i shall.. anyway, open house was pretty cool, though much less people went compared to last year. Our performances rawked!! [well, ms loo said so anyway] and yeaa we laods of fun. Charbrain, and the rest of The Balls *sop 2s are henceforth known as the balls thanks to suet's brilliant obsevation that all sop 2s resembles fishballs, so yeaa] and me were being really extra by hanging out at the booth. and oh, for those who're curious, i'm The Prawn Ball. hahas.. OHHHHH and Budak panthai came!! omg.. they were really cool :) i lurve their songs. anyway, they wanted to collaborate with us so we sang Gao Shan Qing for them-and guess what??? they wanted to put that as an solo item in their concert!! ahhhhh.. haha.. it's at the esplanade, which i havent performed in, so this is a first... yeaa. and SUMAE sweetheart baked cookies for all of us!! we were all really touched.. choir is so damn united!! ahaha. *beams in pride* Oh and the bonding &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=games" target="_blank"&gt;games&lt;/a&gt; really rocked. We took the liberty of naming our group Condominium {condom-minium, geedit?geddit?sniggers] amd the other group called themsleves-what else?- the Bloody Problem.. ahaha. it was hilarious.. so we played charades and everything and ms loo din even notice. about half and hour later she spotted the groups names on the board where Yilyn docked points(the Condoms won, of course) and freaked out.. the look of -oh-my-god-who-ARE-these-girls-and-what-have-they-done etched on her face.. yeaa. very memorable.. so yeaa.. go TAG people! and give me your links!!! i finally found out to link people properly.. CONGRATUALTE ME!! haha ok.. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;tata y'all :)&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/8071099-109438887672309631?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/109438887672309631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=109438887672309631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109438887672309631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109438887672309631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2004/09/maybeimalivebeneathitall.html' title='maybei&apos;malivebeneathitall'/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-109437378471475663</id><published>2004-09-05T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T12:01:57.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;god i missed blogging.. stupid computer is still on strike, so i all i can is sulk and wait. Anyway.. HOLIDAYYYYY! haha. it's not like i've been looking spectacularly forward to this sep hols but it's a chance to rest my *wearied soul* so, why the hell not :) furball intro-ed me to the really nice "breakway" by j=kelly clarkson- hence the title of this entry. I'm still searching for a blogskin, and i really can't decide to go feminie and scare away ppl thinking i'm a freaky bimbo or to go gothic and scare away ppl thinking i'm a freaky satanic goth girl.. haha..i seem to be going through phases now.. first the depressed morose state, and currently, this gothic-and-morbidly-fascinated-with-death state... nothing wrong about that... kel commented about my state of goth yesterday at marches... and SPEAKING of marches, i have to say i'll definitely go there again. and again. and again. you get my point. the food is beyond belief and the atmosphere is way funky.. only setback: $$$$$$$$$$$.. if you get my drift. ms ng was really nice to treat all like 10 of us at suntec.. it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;really&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; fun! afetr gorging ourselves with food we made ms ng go shopping with us at suntec! haha.. never thought there would be a day when i'm caught shopping with a teacher, so yeaa, first-time experience.:) oh and ms ng turned out to have this freakingly wierd phobia of taking photots! haha.. we laughed ourselves silly after ng violently objected to taking neoprints with us and we forced to tell us the reason. she used to run around screaming and crying if she was made to take photos! hilarious.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;yeaa well, that's all for now.. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;tata :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-109437378471475663?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/109437378471475663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=109437378471475663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109437378471475663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109437378471475663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2004/09/breakaway.html' title='Breakaway'/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-109408373501885595</id><published>2004-09-02T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T12:03:54.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SilentScream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Gods. My title so fits my entry, and I'm so not in the mood.. I got pranked AGAIN, by no other than a certain tall, skinny band member, with the very same period virus. God, am i that gulible?? AND i was pranked, by saladseah and co. They miraculously took my phone along with their wisecracks after going off, and were all" CAT, GUESS WHAT, WE LOST YOUR PHONE AT SUSHI BAR!" and caused me to (in chronological order) have a coronary, freak out, and start screaming at every animate being within 2 feet of me[which happens to include the ppl i talked to on msn]. After shrieking(by computer standards) for let's see, 20 minutes, i gave up, and called Yaya to ask where they left it. Three guesses who still has it and has BEEN keeping it the whole time while letting the other two happily prank me into oblivion. All i say that Sarah has an extremely lucrative career option in front of her-as a conman. So anyway, after lecturing sarah about the importance of honesty and integrity over the phone, i got back to work..
i have thuus realized that i am absolutely busted. I have a) a l&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;iterature essay(which i haven't started) b) a history test(which i haven't started revising for) and c) Chem and chinese tests TODAY which i-yes, you guessed it- HAVEN'T STUDIED FOR. Sometimes i feel i'm better off dead. And i have a million people that i have not linked... pressure is busting my a**, if you get my drift.
PS, my home computer is absolutely screwe&lt;/span&gt;d, so i can't update at home-terrible tragedy as it is.
oh well, c'est la vie. whoever said life is unfair is a bloody genius. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8071099-109408373501885595?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/109408373501885595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=109408373501885595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109408373501885595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109408373501885595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2004/09/silentscream.html' title='SilentScream'/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-109377161247606953</id><published>2004-08-29T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T12:05:13.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BidMyBloodToRun </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;what a day.i slept (literally) like a pig and didn't wake up in time for the 8.00am mass so i got to laze around till like 10 till we went for church. And we went gift-hunting to the many peeps i owe prezzies to *guilty grin* *i'll make it up to you, i promise!* .. as well as the teachers' day prezzies. yepp. OH and i SO got pranked yesterday!!! This friend of mine(an ex-classmate) on msn was all" hey, can u help me out by helping me test this computer project? i need someone to run it to see whether it's working." so , being the ,ahem ,kind person that i am*flutters stubby eyelashes*i AGREED. too late i found out, computer project MY HUGE DISPROPORTIONATE ASS. gods. i was soo proanked!! as soon as i stupidly accepted the file he sent, my msn nick was changed to "i got my period" and the whole wide world knew it.I was frantic and all but hyperventilating, and a few GUY friends were all,"dude, what's your deal man???" and i so couldn't reply properly coz the virus caused the msn reply to go "i got my period " repeatedly. SO DAMN EMBARRASING!! haha.. and hilarious as well, once i calmed down enough to restart my computer. THEN i started yelling at that particular a**hole. :) i initially threatened to make sure he could never sire offspring again, but compromised by making him prank all my other guy ex-classmates. honestly, guys nowadays are either bored, lame, or an alarming combination of the two. :) quite a brilliant prank, as it is..
For the past two days i've been browsing for a nice blogskin.. give me ideas, people!!! should i go for the femnine i-am-obviously-a-girl look, the gothic rock chick look or the i-am-crazy-over-LOTR look??? the morbid vampire blogskin i saw wasn't too bad... heh heh *eveil laughter*.. in fact, it helped me develop a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Health" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;y fascination for blood.. so anyway, bloggie darling, you're gonna have a new look! be thrilled.
jeez, i just realized i was talking to my blog. what an absolute nightmare. oh well, i always said there was insanity in my family. guess it's in the genes then.
tata! &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/8071099-109377161247606953?l=cattastrophe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/feeds/109377161247606953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8071099&amp;postID=109377161247606953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109377161247606953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8071099/posts/default/109377161247606953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cattastrophe.blogspot.com/2004/08/bidmybloodtorun.html' title='BidMyBloodToRun '/><author><name>ice_silver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18284860350767274402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071099.post-109359406297328788</id><published>2004-08-28T07:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T12:06:32.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IrrefutablyScarred</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i figured i have to update my blog a little since i have the time.. yepps. Today was really cool- during lit we watched Act 4 sence 3 of the R &amp;amp; J moviep while during philo we watched a video on the abortion process. Ididn't know whether to be fascinated or appalled.. A little bit of both, maybe :) Plus we got to leave school early and skip assembly because we were supporting the C Div. Basketball finals. The finals were beyond cool! I don't regret going one bit.And guess what- our school won!!!!! haha-ok, emotional but really, it was fantastic. All that cheering didn't go to waste then. And the players all raawkked! It's really a pity that JT had the knee injury or she could have played. All the same, the team was really good*beams proudly*.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and god, Olinda cho is THE womannnn!!! i may sound cheesy/have lesbian tendencies but she truly shone. Her 'sway' was just spot on.. and Jeasse(how do you spell her name??) and David rocked as well. As i expected, Oli got in, so my SMS wasn't wasted at all.. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;life now seems pretty ok, cept for tests and likewise. And oh yeaa- open house! i really hope we don't end up eating ll the sweets for the ppl ourselves [like we did last year]:) i'll be really freaked out too if someone comes up, flips in the score collection, points to a song i 've never heard of and go, "ok, sing this". i'll have a coronary. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Well then, i'll go and continue &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;a) slacking like crazy&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;b) finish the 2nd chapter of my fanfic&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;tata:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Oh well, on to the gushing of the amazing Wives Of Stepford. To all peolple who haven't watched it GO WATCHHHHHHHHH. hehe, nothing like a little free advertising, huh. ANYWAY, god that movie's amazing. and i mean amazing. this brilliant brilliant plotline and unbelievable twists to the story. AND the fact that Nicole Kidman had me full on hooked to the story. Hahaz.. I may sound like some sleazy perverted fan but she's a first-rate actress. Talk about stage aura! &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Anyway, tonight I have TLL and i have to figure out and intelligent and tactfull way of saying i'm not going to Marches.. gods, don't get me wrong, i'd love to go, but
1. my calss isn't going, and i'm like the only one invited. I don't want sam and the rest thinking i'm this HUUUUGE suckup or something equally bad :) and&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;2. i'd feel really wierd. 'sides, it's M.T we're sending away, and it isn't as if i adore the both of them&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;.. so yeaa, i'll have to say no :( maybe i can get Nienna of Nargoroth(her elvish name) to organaise a class trip for OUR class :) haha i sound like an ingrateful pig but there's always hope *makes huge puppy eyes* ..&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;anyway, i'll have to have dinner now, so tata for now :)&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;icesilver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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