<?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-30579261</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:55:20.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hhhhaha</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30579261.post-116454474553787120</id><published>2006-11-26T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T20:39:05.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i M O V E D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;CLICK&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H-E-R-E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/broaddway"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/broaddway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-116454474553787120?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116454474553787120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=116454474553787120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116454474553787120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116454474553787120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-m-o-v-e-d-click-h-e-r-e-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-116381697583320444</id><published>2006-11-18T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T10:29:35.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all thanks to chit, my xanga no longer looks dumb. yey (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-116381697583320444?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116381697583320444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=116381697583320444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116381697583320444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116381697583320444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/11/all-thanks-to-chit-my-xanga-no-longer.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-116374623192240422</id><published>2006-11-17T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T14:50:31.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/chitestellelipingandi.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, it's kind of sad. You go out there to make friends and at the same time you lose some of the old friends that you haven't been talking to for a long time. I came online to compile the fudan photos for our group BETA and sending to xinmei now. It's going to take a super long time, looking at the rate of transfer at this moment. happy waiting (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting, i was just blog-hopping around and visited some long-lost-friends' online diaries. And they are all living well, as in they all have their own lives now. It's so sad to see that you are no longer as close to them as the past. Though now i am super happy that nanjundai is always using lesson time to reply my emails! and sometimes i chat with xudan on msn, and i still miss my gao yi er ban!! there's still a lot of friends whom i wish to contact. But it's going to be really awkward. You guys haven't been talking for months, or rather weeks and you suddenly go "Hey, how have you been?" I think i will be laughing my head off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming back to xinmei, whenever i mention her name i will think of all her lame jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- how many meh mehs jumped over the wall?&lt;br /&gt;-open/close/open/close/open/close/open/close/open/close/open or close?&lt;br /&gt;-bang/bang/bang/bang/bang/bang/bang/bang/bang/bang/bang/bang/bang/ who died?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so you can tell, i am really bored. oh and i miss jiahui's rap! She can rap really well as jayzhou. our female version of zhou jie lun! Thankfully, i know alot of new people through this shanghai trip so hopefully that compensate for the fact that i am losing some of my used-to-be-close-friends. ahh, sad case!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am talking to dina now. Can't help regretting not trying to apply for science mentorship programme though there's a very high possibility that i wont get in. First of all i can't even find a group, cos everyone who's interested are mostly those who participated this year and i didn't. so i am groupless. And judging from my science results, forget it. It's a definite n-o no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, i mean no point doing what i am not capable of. it's okay. i shall go be a model like the ever-dashing shin! or i should go train my singing and be like lu!! or i should aspire to be some wonderful dancer( it's a dream, not necessary to fufil) like min xiao lin( though i seriously don't like her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos!! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/chitestellelipingandi.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/chitestellelipingandi.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A failed attempt! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/100_0323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/100_0400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-116374623192240422?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116374623192240422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=116374623192240422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116374623192240422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116374623192240422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-its-kind-of-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-116373106968456710</id><published>2006-11-17T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T10:39:11.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a sad thing to say early in the morning. At first i was intending to sign up for this 933 fm young Deejays workshop thing cause it just sounds so interesting. It's supposed to be a 5 day non-residential camp but the dates clash with dance practices and it's not free. But that's not the main problem. sad huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/100_0565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more photos! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/DSCN1340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/DSCN1340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yu si jia/me!/tan meng yun/ zhang yi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more and more photos! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/100_0645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's cui tai jun (a korean student in my attached class) at the bottom and on top of him is wang jian (his good friend i suppose) It's music lesson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the last photo of the day! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/DSCN1319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/DSCN1319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken in the lift at the hostel that transported us to our dearest fifth storey for our two weeks in shanghai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-116373106968456710?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116373106968456710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=116373106968456710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116373106968456710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116373106968456710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/11/sad-thing-to-say-early-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-116350007453148086</id><published>2006-11-14T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T18:27:54.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a personality test which i saw on chit's online diary and here's mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, i don't trust this sort of things but it's purely for fun.&lt;br /&gt;i am really glad that im still keeping in contact with my buddy, nan jun dai. okay i just think she is really nice. sometimes, it seems like we have alot of common things. We love goong, fahrenheit, japanese items, and even our birthdays are so near. this is probably fate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-116350007453148086?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116350007453148086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=116350007453148086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116350007453148086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116350007453148086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-personality-test-which-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-116323661939835295</id><published>2006-11-11T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T17:16:59.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am giving up on xanga. it's so complicated. ahh i might as well stay on with blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still miss school in fudan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back in singapore, there's like so many things to do but i'm not doing anything yet. So many responsibilities and duties that i have to fufil, it's kind of tiring me out. I am back for barely 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance is getting stressful again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screamssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/100_0334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken along the way from the canteen back to the hostel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-116323661939835295?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116323661939835295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=116323661939835295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116323661939835295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116323661939835295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-giving-up-on-xanga.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-116304580752980821</id><published>2006-11-09T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T12:16:47.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/broaddway"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/broaddway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may look a little dumb, but i am trying to turnn it pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was created so that it can be accessed in china!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss fudan fuzhong's gao yi er ban lots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-116304580752980821?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116304580752980821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=116304580752980821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116304580752980821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116304580752980821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/11/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-116192450788115619</id><published>2006-10-27T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T12:48:27.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm in china!Shanghai!Fudan Fuzhong now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh whoa, the china attachment programme is fantastic. As you can see, i am happily blogging away in their school's computer lab during our breaks and seriously i fell in love with my attached class just after one short lesson that lasted for less than an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the girl who sits beside me in class. She's called nan jun dai, a very unique name. Sad to say its only for this week. Next week they'll be rotating the class and i'll be like sitting with this guy who likes to sing. alright at least its still the same old class that i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am pouting. i have limited number of souvenirs and there's so many lovely people in my class. How am i going to divide the presents. OHNO but still i am so glad that everything has been going on well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and again i really like the class. the english teacher loves to tell lame jokes but that's what that makes the lesson fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, the whole lab is filled with clicking sounds cos of people like us updating blogs and chatting on msn. I like the sound though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not going to regret coming here, as in china.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye for now. THANKS FELICIA by the way for the message.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-116192450788115619?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116192450788115619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=116192450788115619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116192450788115619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116192450788115619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-in-chinashanghaifudan-fuzhong-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-116167355483477591</id><published>2006-10-24T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T15:05:54.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will flying off this thursday morning so that means i'm skipping school. And dance as well , okay that's quite sad. oh wells siyu will be informing me the results so yeah THANKS A LOT, SIYUUUUUUUUU (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my luggage is getting full surprisingly. i really wonder why i have so many things to bring. Still, i really look forward to this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-116167355483477591?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116167355483477591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=116167355483477591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116167355483477591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116167355483477591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-will-flying-off-this-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-116139368500942318</id><published>2006-10-21T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T09:21:25.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>6 more days and i'll be flying off to shanghai, china! so everyone please do not miss me! thanks goodness i'll be flying off with my fellow dancers chit, estelle and vinette. And of course huiqi! honestly i kind of really look forward to that cause i think it'll be fun except for the fact that the toilets will be a little hard to get use to. oh wells its doesnt really matter. just make it fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be going for shopping later with huiqi for some stuffs for going china. whee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-116139368500942318?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116139368500942318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=116139368500942318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116139368500942318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116139368500942318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/10/6-more-days-and-ill-be-flying-off-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-116106283401830897</id><published>2006-10-17T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T13:27:14.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A stupid sec 1 girl took my water bottle and worse thing, she is so 'innocent' that she doesnt know when she realised she has took someone else's thing by accident, she has to return it. i am so frigging turned off. She better pray hard that i don't recognise her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-116106283401830897?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116106283401830897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=116106283401830897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116106283401830897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116106283401830897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/10/stupid-sec-1-girl-took-my-water-bottle.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-116100476969611165</id><published>2006-10-16T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:19:29.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams is really bad for health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriosuly bad for the mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways who cares about it already. i will work harder next year. it's so nice to be dancing again after a long long break. yey i love danceeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am really crazy over fahrenheit/ fei lun hai. Okay they are this new taiwanese boyband but obviously not those what 183 club sort. i cant stand those. well can go check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone, pray really hard for the psi to go over 100 on thursday, then there'll be no more inter-class volley ball match.  P R A Y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-116100476969611165?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116100476969611165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=116100476969611165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116100476969611165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116100476969611165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/10/exams-is-really-bad-for-health.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-116057133146796405</id><published>2006-10-11T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T20:55:31.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>darn, i'm starting to feel bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why must the school collect back our tablet next monday? that would mean i cant watch shows on the net in class anymore. there would be no computers in class at all, worse than the normal classes. oh gosh, this is getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually re-read my only collection of comics ( cardcaptor sakura) this afternoon. i cant believe i actually went crazy over that last time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-116057133146796405?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116057133146796405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=116057133146796405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116057133146796405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116057133146796405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/10/darn-im-starting-to-feel-bored-and-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-116048389161312289</id><published>2006-10-10T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T20:38:11.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love kino!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells finally i can play without feeling guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my end-of-year china trip would be fun. ms teo is a very interesting person, i doubt she will make things difficult for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i love beardpapa :)))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-116048389161312289?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116048389161312289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=116048389161312289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116048389161312289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116048389161312289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-kino-oh-wells-finally-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-116003436490376601</id><published>2006-10-05T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T15:52:21.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall go jamming like the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jiayee was so nice today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pity the rest, like ms tan qin si Felicia. i am going to be slacking for tomorrow while she is taking her history and geography paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and blogging seems to be so redundant nowadays&lt;br /&gt;there's like nothing to update about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-116003436490376601?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/116003436490376601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=116003436490376601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116003436490376601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/116003436490376601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-shall-go-jamming-like-rest-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115961428159307245</id><published>2006-09-30T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T19:04:41.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know this may sound cliche, cause apparently if you go blog-surfing almost everyone will say they screwed up their paper but well i still have to say it was really bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever wondered who you want to be if you could be another person?&lt;br /&gt;personally, i never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wrote something which was really amusing. now i wonder too, why did i write about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but never mind. its over anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and japanese was bad bad too. i couldn't understand more than 10 seconds of the listening for each section. thatt is bad enough. and i forgot how to write the word orchard for my composition. so it was really bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm, it's over as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one down, we shall hang on and do well for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to everyone ((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115961428159307245?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115961428159307245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115961428159307245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115961428159307245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115961428159307245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-know-this-may-sound-cliche-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115941136648868552</id><published>2006-09-28T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T10:42:46.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am extremely exhausted. Can you believe, i have been studying for these since one month ago, it's so unlike me.&lt;br /&gt;Finally it's exams tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt; i want to watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;everyone all the best(((((((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115941136648868552?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115941136648868552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115941136648868552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115941136648868552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115941136648868552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-extremely-exhausted_115941136648868552.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115941129374878895</id><published>2006-09-28T10:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T10:41:33.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am extremely exhausted. Can you believe, i have been studying for these since one month ago, it's so unlike me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it's exams tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone all the best(((((((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115941129374878895?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115941129374878895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115941129374878895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115941129374878895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115941129374878895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-extremely-exhausted_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115941123798948581</id><published>2006-09-28T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T10:40:38.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am extremely exhausted. Can you believe, i have been studying for these since one month ago, it's so unlike me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it's exams tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone all the best(((((((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115941123798948581?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115941123798948581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115941123798948581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115941123798948581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115941123798948581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-extremely-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115829527399215776</id><published>2006-09-15T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T12:41:14.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am feeling so demoralised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i studied very hard okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least as compared to the past me, it is considered very hardworking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but things are still turning out to be screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is getting dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i'm a born smart ass, no need to study&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115829527399215776?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115829527399215776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115829527399215776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115829527399215776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115829527399215776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-feeling-so-demoralised.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115803627587537564</id><published>2006-09-12T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T12:44:35.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish end of year examination is already over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can no longer control myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am dying to watch my korean drama vcds and dvds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't life sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics theories are haunting me. huiwei's like teaching xinrong about moments now. and judy's harping on boyle's law. i dont like physics. tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, during chinese just now, judy, cynthia, lisa, pat, zhuoxuan, xinyu and me were conversing on some messenger. So amusing, we were like irritating chen lao shi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to blog surf. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115803627587537564?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115803627587537564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115803627587537564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115803627587537564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115803627587537564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/09/sigh-how-i-wish-end-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115781017901589818</id><published>2006-09-09T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T21:56:19.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dance CIP today was fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got samuel! this young little boy who just refused to dance but its okay. he did move around a little. And i'm heartbroken. Tim doesn't remember me. i was his partner last year. But its okay he got the mushroom girl - Chit so haha Chit will take good care of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was unglam again today. Because while playing pass the parcel, Samuel got the parcel ( duh, haha all of them are supposed to get prizes) and he refused to dance. So i did the forfeit for him and i am supposed to dance along with the music. quite sad cause i was so retarded. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siyu is Samuel's godmother. Haha and she rocks in activities like Scavenger Hunt. Haha she was really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm a bad treasurer. i got easily confused with the receipts coming in and money going out. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i am going to sleep. BYE good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115781017901589818?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115781017901589818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115781017901589818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115781017901589818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115781017901589818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/09/dance-cip-today-was-fun-i-got-samuel.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115733376818893982</id><published>2006-09-04T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T09:36:08.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you probably cant believe this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went IMM with my mum to catch the great korean star kwon sang woo at the opening ceremony of The Face Shop. It was so chaotic. i got squashed, choked, and pushed and i cant believe i actually nudged someone back with my knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there were a lady and an Auntie quarrelling, using words like bloody hell, mind your language, shut up and the worst one - bitch. so amusing but yeah you can tell it must be really chaotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still being rather tall, i managed to see him on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no ih lessons today. i'm quite turned off by this thing. how can he be so dis-organised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a break from school.. tsk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115733376818893982?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115733376818893982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115733376818893982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115733376818893982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115733376818893982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-probably-cant-believe-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115677361951452853</id><published>2006-08-28T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:00:19.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i ate the kakiage rice burger from mos burger today. this is still my first time eating a rice burger. Used to think it doesn't really look nice and indeed i didn't really like the taste but its alright. At least under hwei ming's and heiyi's influence, i tried it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115677361951452853?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115677361951452853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115677361951452853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115677361951452853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115677361951452853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-ate-kakiage-rice-burger-from-mos.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115659063107254007</id><published>2006-08-26T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T19:10:31.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love nymd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really a nice feeling to dance together as nymd sec 3 batch 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont udnerstand why i have been doing stupid things recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example, today i mistook marianne's skirt for mine and wore it out of school. On;y when i was on the bus, marianne gave me this buzz and she asked me did i wear her skirt, THEN i realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder sabrina and may were saying my skirt is so short at the school bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no wonder it feels a little tight too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and although dance was fun, it seemed a little empty. the usual corner that i put my bag and belongings was so empty. only mine, shirely's and marianne's bags were there. And there would be no more kap and lunch after dance. sigh thats getting sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to eat. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115659063107254007?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115659063107254007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115659063107254007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115659063107254007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115659063107254007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-love-nymd-its-really-nice-feeling-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115642812595863983</id><published>2006-08-24T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T22:03:41.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://toberemembered.shutterfly.com/action/"&gt;http://toberemembered.shutterfly.com/action/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/100_0173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms yeo and sec fours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/100_0213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee they love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/100_0215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha xue, jiayi and helen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115642812595863983?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115642812595863983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115642812595863983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115642812595863983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115642812595863983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/photos-httptoberemembered.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115642561499561316</id><published>2006-08-24T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T21:28:36.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0167.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dance election results are out. our 2007 dance president is EILEEN and vice president is ESTELLE. okay cool huh. it's kind of exciting to be the oldest batch, or rather like leading batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;felicia&lt;/em&gt; is the &lt;em&gt;facility manager&lt;/em&gt;, haha she was still laughing at me. Happy assigning duties. &lt;strong&gt;Chit&lt;/strong&gt; is the &lt;strong&gt;quater mistress&lt;/strong&gt;. but its okay no stress, she has got three helpers - &lt;u&gt;shirey, siyu and yunyi&lt;/u&gt;. i am the &lt;s&gt;treasurer&lt;/s&gt;, and chill, i don't cheat money. vinette is the level-in-charge once again, isn't it nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the party was fun, we blast the speakers with songs that we learnt in the past and danced. And our prize giving ceremony was like rather comical. me and eileen as photographers but i am kind of slow, always couldn't manage to snap a shot before the dancers move away from their pose. but nvm, there's eileen's camera, chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jellyhearts are really nice. i don't eat jellies in the past. but i just ate it today. it looks so pretty and petite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0167.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/100_0167.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am trying to upload the photos to shutterfly so i will post the url later. bye for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115642561499561316?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115642561499561316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115642561499561316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115642561499561316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115642561499561316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/dance-election-results-are-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115637490540803196</id><published>2006-08-24T07:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T07:16:00.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cool, it's dance elections and party today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school isn't fine, not at all. i am screwing up quizzes and homework. so sad, isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm today shall be a happy day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese presentation. DINA TOLD ME TO BE ENTHUSIASTIC. YES I'LL TRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115637490540803196?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115637490540803196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115637490540803196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115637490540803196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115637490540803196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/cool-its-dance-elections-and-party.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115586073530204428</id><published>2006-08-18T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T08:25:35.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was late for school, but it was because of the train, not me.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115586073530204428?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115586073530204428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115586073530204428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115586073530204428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115586073530204428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-was-late-for-school-but-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115577101239997528</id><published>2006-08-17T07:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T07:30:12.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this morning on the way to school, there was this cedar girl sitting beside me and i bet she was thinking my school is terrible cause i was studying this piece of paper filled with chinese characters, all about history and politics in china. it definitely looks dominating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and one of my &lt;em&gt;beloved?&lt;/em&gt; classmate just did something mean to my friend. And as usual, i stood up for her and said something mean back. That's just me, so me. I realise i may seemed to be very impulsive and rude and probably un-301 but thats me. Does she think that she's superior cause her chinese is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bell rang. ah have to go down already. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115577101239997528?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115577101239997528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115577101239997528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115577101239997528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115577101239997528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-morning-on-way-to-school-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115561989980370263</id><published>2006-08-15T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T13:31:39.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM BLOGGING DURING CME LESSONS NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i forgot to bring my paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there's nothing to copy, isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's going to let us do comprehension later. tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS DANCE OKAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115561989980370263?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115561989980370263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115561989980370263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115561989980370263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115561989980370263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-blogging-during-cme-lessons-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115527184539279027</id><published>2006-08-11T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T12:50:45.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn&lt;br /&gt;i just passed my chinese test&lt;br /&gt;i mean the thing is not really about me not doing well but the reason why and the fact that&lt;em&gt; she&lt;/em&gt; grinned at me when she was handing over the paper. The grin is not as simple as just a smirk but kind of like a sarcasm or she's just sniggering at me for doing badly and simply not being her ideal student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm life is not only about school and studies&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115527184539279027?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115527184539279027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115527184539279027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115527184539279027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115527184539279027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/damn-i-just-passed-my-chinese-test-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115512124295943193</id><published>2006-08-09T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T19:00:42.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy national day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once i enjoyed watching the broadcast of national day parade on tv. It's really nice. the formations and dance and everything. how i sih i can be part of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115512124295943193?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115512124295943193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115512124295943193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115512124295943193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115512124295943193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-national-day-for-once-i-enjoyed.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115511443006024626</id><published>2006-08-09T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T17:07:10.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am saturated with theories on air conditioner and electricity now. thanks to my physics sia 2, i wonder why sometimes SIA can give such a headache. i was supposed to do the followings today:&lt;br /&gt;Revision for japanese CA&lt;br /&gt;Read through chinese culture notes&lt;br /&gt;finish chemistry worksheets&lt;br /&gt;complete japanese composition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think that's all but since i listed them out, it means non of them have been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now im off to go and have my early dinner. at 1702. bye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115511443006024626?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115511443006024626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115511443006024626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115511443006024626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115511443006024626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-saturated-with-theories-on-air.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115494625973310974</id><published>2006-08-07T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T18:28:28.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling so gay. haha i mean happy. there's like 3 days of holiday in a row, considering the x-country as a relaxation. but i really don't wanna run. hate smelling like funny stuffs and sweating all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised too. why i dont have a single photo with yunning. i got 3 with xue. but none with yunning. none with joanne as well. she didnt come on fri or sat, if i'm not wrong. and i had like lots with the rest of the sec 4s. ah, sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about this morning's national day marching ceremony, meiting looked so dominating in her gg's uniform and marching with the flag today. i was wondering what will her arena bag infatuator( if there's such word) think of it if he's there. OPPS. nvm continue reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linda chang caught me without name tag during special interest talk, and i went&lt;br /&gt;" i forgot to put it on in the morning, i have 3 in my bag."&lt;br /&gt;and as usual i give that sorry, i'm a good girl look&lt;br /&gt;now i feel like i'm such a fake person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was just thinking, for my end of year programme, my group being all modern dancers ( chit, me, vinette and estelle) i bet our performance will be a dance item. cool huh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115494625973310974?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115494625973310974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115494625973310974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115494625973310974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115494625973310974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-feeling-so-gay.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115484873756429189</id><published>2006-08-06T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T18:49:22.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gym fiesta photos available at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://toberemembered.shutterfly.com/action/"&gt;http://toberemembered.shutterfly.com/action/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people, i spent like 2 hours uplaoding and trying to find the url. and my username at first was li oing. damn, sounds like a pig. go get a look. we rock. whee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115484873756429189?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115484873756429189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115484873756429189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115484873756429189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115484873756429189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/gym-fiesta-photos-available-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115479440394252127</id><published>2006-08-05T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T00:13:23.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back from school and all washed, now feeling clean and fresh. no more make-ups and hair spray left on my body. today had been a good day generally though for a moment i did get turned off by some stuffs. But on the whole. it was memorable. was messing around with my camera in the dance studio in the afternoon and before that my dear jiayuan went concourse with me to get hair spray. she was really nice to accompany me. then the performance night was a success. yeah i am feeling gay too. though on the way home, i looked like some freak with my ponytail poking out. those peoplethat drove past me were giving me wierd stares. oh wells i don't really care. sleep well and love everybody (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115479440394252127?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115479440394252127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115479440394252127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115479440394252127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115479440394252127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-back-from-school-and-all-washed-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115474138741468066</id><published>2006-08-05T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T09:46:37.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/100_0103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/100_0132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; whee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/100_0122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/100_0123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aren't they cool (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0096.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/100_0105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mass photo with yuwei and adam i think (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/100_0119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; estelle, me and marianne (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/100_0115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's get ready to rumble!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/1600/100_0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6201/361/320/100_0127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beloved sec 4s and chit, me and fel (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115474138741468066?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115474138741468066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115474138741468066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115474138741468066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115474138741468066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/3-whee-haha-arent-they-cool-mass-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115466689482152136</id><published>2006-08-04T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T12:48:14.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes it just seems like everyone is getting on so well in their lives, they just enjoy every day and nothing seems to be bothering them. but somehow, i just don't lead such a life. life's always full of ups and downs, yeah i know. but just that i cant help lamenting over the fact that after every period of time that i am really on good terms with everything, something bad will happen and rob my happiness away. tsk it's really sad. these few days have been really tough. lots of decisions to make, lots of things to ponder about and i am trying hard to be optimistic, but it's really not easy. tsktsk but thank goodness, i still have people who i am able to talk to. but over the few days, i realised that just doing a simple act will cost me so many valuable precious things. if i knew that by doing that things will turn out like this. i wouldn't have cared at all. not at all. but oh wells, what has been done cannot be changed. i am trying to face it positively now, but afterall its not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but never mind. digress away from that. tonight is gym fiesta - power, poise and perfection. my last official dance with my beloved seniors. so nvm i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love &lt;3 nymd sec 4s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115466689482152136?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115466689482152136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115466689482152136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115466689482152136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115466689482152136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/sometimes-it-just-seems-like-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115449384360788229</id><published>2006-08-02T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T12:45:50.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, i am getting angry. just a slight brush of my fingers and i actually hit the on/off button. so the computer shut down. and everything's gone so i have to update all over again. tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but maybe it wasn't that slight a brush afterall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and heiyi just entered the class and she saw the new and blank page on my screen as she goes:&lt;br /&gt;why blog so long still there's nothing coming out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i told her i accidentally off the computer, she was giving me the diao look. though i am quite reluctant to use the word 'diao' cause i think it sounds wierd but she really have that look on just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so before the computer was turned off, i was saying blogging during lunch breaks seemed to be beoming a haibt now. other than blogging or blog-jumping, i dont really use the laptop to do homework or project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just something random, there's only Patricia, Heiyi, Zhuoxuan, Huiwei, Winnie, Fuwang, Huimin, Tricia and ME in class now. that's a rather rare occasion cause usually people are studying in class during lunch breaks. tomorrow is biology test somemore. wierd, where are the usual people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really hope i don't appear like a nerd or those who only cares about study. cause i actually gets angry over people who get super tense when it comes to academics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what the the modern dancers doing in the dance studio now. i am feeling bad for not going down, but i am just tired (but still blogging down here), don't feel like walking up to 4th floor later on. why must my class be on the 4th storey and lift is not accessible for students. tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i am going to heiyi's seat now. i'm getting bored. BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115449384360788229?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115449384360788229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115449384360788229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115449384360788229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115449384360788229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/okay-i-am-getting-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115441268792078758</id><published>2006-08-01T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T14:11:27.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's SUPPOSED to be chinese now. but she went off for some meeting. so its not chinese lesson now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my class gets a lil quiet suddenly, then someone, or a bunch of people( usually that same bunch of people) will burst out laughing and then it'll become noisy. currently its like in the middle. People, talk more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am having craves for chocolate now. hweiming gave me her home-made white chocolate just now but i want another one. hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio test on thursday, chemistry spa on friday, chinese culture test next week, physics test next next week. TSK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to sleep now, badly. so tired. shall go read my biology notes now. BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115441268792078758?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115441268792078758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115441268792078758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115441268792078758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115441268792078758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-supposed-to-be-chinese-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115434988029442301</id><published>2006-07-31T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T20:45:58.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we finished lets' get ready to rumble today, seriously i really like this dance. It's just so happy to move along with it and yeah i just lovee it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear siyu was having bad mood like me during lunch. so glad that i bumped into her. she's such a dear sometimes. CHEERS well i will help you as much as i can. we work hard togetehr okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling okay in the morning, got pissed before PE by someone and okay during volleyball, then flustered during chinese test, then okay during break, okay during maths and got angry during integrated humanities, still angry during lunch, or i should say very.&lt;br /&gt;this is so dumb. tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay afterall i am okay now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115434988029442301?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115434988029442301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115434988029442301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115434988029442301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115434988029442301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/we-finished-lets-get-ready-to-rumble.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115415971640953105</id><published>2006-07-29T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T15:55:59.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh whee. sabbaticals is over. i know this is like so mean but seriously i didn't enjoy the course only until like 1215 on friday cause the lecture by Mr Eric Lam was so much more interesting and engaging. So of course, on the feedback form, i drew a big tick in the "no way" box of the question: will you consider joining this programme in future. They took away the option " depends". tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance today was fun! we are not performing medley for Gym Fiesta anymore. It's a new song called let's get ready to rumble or something like that. i like this new dance, well its just very nice to move along with it. i was feeling very bad cos i wasnt helping Eileen pretty much. so sorry to left her with the responsibilities. but oh wells, i just like this dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise my hands are aching, must be heiyi's fault. haha cause she's my partner for liftting in the dance just now. JOKING if she sees this, bet she'll roll eyes again. hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha though chit was late for dance cause of biology remedial, she got this short solo again. haha jiayou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115415971640953105?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115415971640953105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115415971640953105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115415971640953105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115415971640953105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-whee.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115404581931167273</id><published>2006-07-28T08:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T08:16:59.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yey it's like finally friday! last day of sabbaticals. well, i'm in class now, sitting right on my seat, it's so much more comfortable than those seats in the labs. and the two menotrs are waiting for us to start with our presentation. tsktsk. you know i am so glad that no lab today. it's all in my classroom and LT-2. At least i wont have to look at the same things again. And the wierd smell of those labs. i am so lookking forward to school dismissal, then most probably i'll be going out with siyu. She must be still in bed now, happily sleeping. maybe she will dream of me (eeek, sounds funny) since in her half conscious state i smsed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gym Fiesta preview just now was really whoa, so cool. i used to want to join gym but obviously i didnt get through. I cant imagine myself walking on my hands and flipping in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring,  ahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm like really bored. byebye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw HELLO XUE!&lt;br /&gt;MORNING SIYU!&lt;br /&gt;BYE SABBATICALS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115404581931167273?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115404581931167273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115404581931167273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115404581931167273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115404581931167273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/yey-its-like-finally-friday-last-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115398145274455232</id><published>2006-07-27T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T14:24:12.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am waiting for the Australian Maths quiz to start at 1445. it's finally thursday, one more day to go then sabbaticals week is over. ha and tomorrow i am going out with my siyu and gang. seriously i badly wants to join scuba diving. i SHOULD have joined that in the first place. nvm one more day to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115398145274455232?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115398145274455232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115398145274455232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115398145274455232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115398145274455232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-waiting-for-australian-maths-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115373795649420509</id><published>2006-07-24T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T18:48:16.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will really really miss the sec fours. ahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back japanese paper today. AS EXPECTED screwed it up. didnt manage to get even an A. ah heck it now. then i was all moody as i left my classroom and guess what? the ever sexy and hot babe LIU JIAYI appeared. i went up to hug her, right smack in the middle of tthe corridor, we were hugging. ah at that moment who cares about others staring. i just love my darling jiayi. then i seriously felt much better. its simply her appearance that made me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again, i will miss the sec fours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabbaticals week. advanced life science is, well not that interesting after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115373795649420509?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115373795649420509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115373795649420509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115373795649420509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115373795649420509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-will-really-really-miss-sec-fours.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115362372109042493</id><published>2006-07-23T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T11:02:01.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nanyang glitters was a success yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so glad that everything went well for everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still there's the sad part. and the worse thing is that because of the bus that's going to bring me back to nanyang, i couldnt stay back for hugs. i wanted to stay badly cause they have been really awesome for the past years. i must say they make up the lovely things or people in modern dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god i seriously love the sec 4s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ever-sexy ladies JIAYI, SHARON, JIAYUAN, JIAYING, MEISIEW, HELEN, JOANNE, XUE, YUNNING, VANESSA simply every of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are the wonderful batch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am i going to go through next year without my usual gang. ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways as for yestersday, was at esplanade since 0930 in the morning? then did lightings on stage for bolero and amazonic blue. had make-ups on for the whole day so ahh there goes my face. and final run-through was good! thanks for everyone's effort to make it good. and yeah the star light in the changing room burned a hole in my shoe bag. my brother's shoe bag to be specific. the performance itself was brilliant. i could feel it as i was on stage but what happens after all the 3 shows of ours were saddening. i will really miss them lots lots and lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the nymd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the success of nanyang glitters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115362372109042493?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115362372109042493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115362372109042493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115362372109042493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115362372109042493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/nanyang-glitters-was-success-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115347658868310188</id><published>2006-07-21T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T18:09:48.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chem test is over and i'm screwed. i didnt feel like crying at that moment but i did feel like it's seriously over. 6 or more mcq questions still not completed when she went " pens down" and i can guarantee a b4&gt; and below. tsk nvm life is not only about tests, especially chem tests. they are dumb things. chill mann liping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then yeah after chem test some tragic things happened. Well i apologise for getting to know about something which i am not supposed to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i'm really glad that actually felicia always feel the same about life as me. It's really a good thing to have her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor estelle, she must have just left SAC corner after doing her monitress duty there. now is already 1802.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really in the shopping mood just now but since no one's free to go with me. so i went home straight after school. and ate alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nanyang glitters&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow. go for it all modern dancers. We must treasure what we have left. let's shine and dazzle for all we can &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115347658868310188?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115347658868310188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115347658868310188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115347658868310188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115347658868310188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/chem-test-is-over-and-im-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115326716371006740</id><published>2006-07-19T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T07:59:23.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm in a real bad mood today. everything's like not going on well. why must human beings all be so self-centered and refuse to sacrifice oneself for the big picture. And then everytime i thought that she's really close to me, she will do things that upset me. ah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115326716371006740?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115326716371006740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115326716371006740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115326716371006740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115326716371006740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-in-real-bad-mood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115314058260069407</id><published>2006-07-17T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T20:49:42.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on a random note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yey i love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;chit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;siyu &lt;/span&gt;too &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in real need of hair pins for tying hair bun. Anyone who has got extra please bring to school tmr to lend me. thanks loads&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115314058260069407?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115314058260069407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115314058260069407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115314058260069407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115314058260069407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-random-note-yey-i-love-chit-333-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115313058406851160</id><published>2006-07-17T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T18:03:04.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things to be happy for:&lt;br /&gt;1. maths test is officially over, heck the part that it was screwed but for the time being the fact that it's over is worth cheering for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sharon Kwek finally noticed my presence. tsktsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i ate MacDonalds. okay cause i haven't been going kap for a long time and i really missed the taste of unhealthy fries and burgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. no school tmr, though it also means that i'll be missing all the 3 sciences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i'm just glad that i'm going shanghai this end of year with chit and gang xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way back home after having lunch at kap, i was so observant that when the bus drove past nanyang, i noticed Uncle Jack walking to the office, then some guys playing soccer on our field and i saw Siyu's camp leader. The journey was just so boring that i'm just dazing there, smsing siyu and stoning while waiting for her reply. and then my neck got tired cause i kept turning over to gaze out of the window so i just kept my head looking straight afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharon told me she couldn't feel my presence in dance since the start of the year.  ah, heart broken. can you hear the shattering of my heart? and finally she felt my presence today. oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at kap, we talked and talked, or i shud say gossip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i have no chronological order in updating my blog. tsk bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115313058406851160?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115313058406851160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115313058406851160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115313058406851160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115313058406851160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/things-to-be-happy-for-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115285308725752266</id><published>2006-07-14T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T12:58:07.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone, the end-of-year programme posting is out. check out ivle to know where you're going. i'm actually really glad that i'm going with quite a lot of my close friends. people like chit, vinette, huiqi and yeah BUT poor estelle. she's not going with us. btw i'm going to fudan, in shanghai. the sad thing is i heard that beijing is more of a significant place to visit for a first timer and i'm like going to shanghai. ah it's okay, at least i'm accompanied by my pals and i think it'll be really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ih test just ended. miracle, i finished the test. this is still my first time to study for a test only on the day itself. who asks me to turn the alarm off when it went off at 0300. tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having mixed emotions now, i don't feel that happy being in fudan programme cause i'm just lamenting over what felicia's mum said. now i'm a little more interested in the beijing programme. well well, i really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bell rang. bye:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115285308725752266?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115285308725752266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115285308725752266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115285308725752266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115285308725752266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/everyone-end-of-year-programme-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115270085087057954</id><published>2006-07-12T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T18:40:50.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chill, everything's over now. i have two alternatives to get myself excused from participating in the competitive race. parent's letter or doctor letter. i found one just now. so of course i will be fine. oh i'm so glad that i am not going to run. At the thought of being sweaty and tired, really it makes me don't feel like running. i'm sorry class but i'm just irresponsible. so oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then japanese CA was screwed as usual. couldn't get what the listening was about almost all the while and the paper was just hard. tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so many assignments listed under my things-to-do of 12 july. ah, i am like rushing through portfolio now. can anyone help me design my portfolio?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115270085087057954?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115270085087057954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115270085087057954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115270085087057954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115270085087057954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/chill-everythings-over-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115268018503853228</id><published>2006-07-12T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T12:56:25.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lunch break now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad thing to say, i'm running competitive race for my class for cross country. can you believe this? it's like the joke of the day. But it's alright, today i'll search high and low for any medical cert to excuse me from that, or at most a parent's letter will do. tsk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115268018503853228?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115268018503853228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115268018503853228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115268018503853228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115268018503853228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/lunch-break-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115259220605699173</id><published>2006-07-11T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T12:31:16.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yey, i'm updating in class now, using my tablet pc. That day Judy just told me that ACTUALLY the pc can access the internet at home, it's just that we didn't know how to change the settings. tsk, i'm so dumb right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this is the poem that me and shimin wrote during chinese today. We weren't off task. It's an assignment given by the teacher. There was a picture of a girl in the a forest and it was autumn then and yeah, sort of like that. BUT chinese characters can't be displayed so too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115259220605699173?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115259220605699173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115259220605699173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115259220605699173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115259220605699173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-yey-im-updating-in-class-now-using.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115235502717379712</id><published>2006-07-08T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T18:37:07.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i went for dance today. it's a miracle how i could hang on from 9 to 1 plus. though there are breaks in between but well actually i couldn't stand the smell of the air in the dance studio. The problem is with my own nose, is just when you're not feeling well, the air smells like that in air conditioned room. but at least i enjoyed myself today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, everyone was rather funny today. chit is rather high, sang non-stop and called me lippy. sounds like lipids, the fats. nana then felicia was having backache half way through, poor fel and she looked really in pain. now i will say &lt;em&gt;rest well&lt;/em&gt; to you :) i must say today marianne really did a good job in polishing up bolero with us. when she was teaching the warm-ups, those jumps, i couldn't really do it cause i still can't shift my head too suddenly, it hurts. but it was amazing, how she could remember her steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual chit and gang left for lunch after dance and i was left alone at the bus stop. ah so sad, but then nicole and gang came after that and one by one, they boarded their buses as well. And i'm like, where is my 154? tsk. but still it came in the end so it's alright la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha a random thing, i just woke up from a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115235502717379712?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115235502717379712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115235502717379712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115235502717379712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115235502717379712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi-everyone-and-so-i-went-for-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115225541474571885</id><published>2006-07-07T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T16:45:26.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah i fell sick again. all because i walked in the rain from classroom block to science block yesterday morning and it was ONLY drizzling. i was in the rain for less than 10 seconds. how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after being caught in the drizzle for less than 10 seconds, i was feeling very sick from third period onwards, which was physics then. So he went through the SPA quiz and my mind was like whoa, swirling and pain. then i tried to hang on throughout Chemistry but i bet Mdm Tan thought i wasnt paying attention cause i was just dreaming at my seat over at that corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my nice xinyu and lisa brought me to the sick bay. This was still my first time there, honestly everything looked better than what i had expected. Though i hope that those bedsheets are clean, very clean. Other than that, i didnt think much before getting myself on the bed. and my dear xinyu actually copied a second piece of the note given out during chinese lecture for me. oh my, i was thinking of photo copying it from the rest but she actually copied everything twice. im really touched :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my fever subsided after i took the medicine. It was 38.3 degree then, and i bet it lasted since morning till 3 plus in the afternoon. I was still wondering will i turn dumb since this is my second time of letting myself run a high fever for more than 5 hours without taking any medicine. my highest record was stil 40/+degree. couldn't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i missed dance and bolero yesterday. tsk. i have been absent for practice twice. I MUST catch up. but i cant really dance. so how? i also don't know. Tomorrow dance is still on. i'm still feeling wobbly and weak,because of the medicine. how to dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115225541474571885?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115225541474571885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115225541474571885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115225541474571885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115225541474571885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/ah-i-fell-sick-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115201486686859609</id><published>2006-07-04T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T20:41:00.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah! i was killed by physics in school today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the whole i can only say everything's bad today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT actually i'm glad that it's darlling FELICIA's 15th birthday today! &lt;3 and best wishes always :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i'm actually very slow. For so long that i know estelle, i only realised it today that ehr sister's name is spelt as margaux. I'm sorry, its a result of too many brain cells being killed by school. And thank god i didnt bring the tablet PC home last thursday. It can't be used to access internet at home so no point carrying it home for me. tsk. ah i'll try to blog using school's PC tomorow. and for now, hope that tomorrow will be a better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115201486686859609?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115201486686859609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115201486686859609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115201486686859609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115201486686859609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/ah-i-was-killed-by-physics-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</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-30579261.post-115190534817722294</id><published>2006-07-03T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T13:42:28.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm starting to blog again. the feeling is kind of funny, like there's nothing significant to update about. this morning was really a bad start of a week, no school but really unhappy things happened. wont talk much about it here but it's okay yesterday was a good day. goody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nanyang&lt;/b&gt; Funfair &lt;u&gt;2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a success, i think. didnt expect that much of a crowd and whoa, there was really a lot of people. i was late for school, ha. but no one caught me. Met up with zhuoxuan and gang at service stall and helped out with preparation of Body Art's stensils. It was really hot, the heat was killing me since i was in jerk it out pants. everyone was so high in the morning and then we helped zhuoxuan to get the muffins from her dad's car. i was so macho. i carried two big boxes by myself and it nearly killed me as well by the time i carried it from the auditorium to the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left at the stall after funfair started. heiyi and pohting werent in my shift so they went off to play. and i sneaked off from the stall a while to go support the other modern dancers who's performing at outside the general office for opening of the funfair. they were cool, cute and haha just good. Fel told me an ahma cried after watching it and im really confused. It's a funny dance in the first place. IT'S OKAY. i didnt cry. i cheered. and i danced along. so people were staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the service stall( we were doing tattoos for people) and i started off being very high. Everyone was laughing at me for having pranks on the passer-bys. when i see them approaching, i would turn over and when they are near me, i'll just jump in front of them and start rabbling," do you want to have body glitters or any hair spray?" the people would be laughing at me and that's how i got them to stop. Actually only small kids bothered to stop for me. oh wells its okay=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it's my free shift, i went with estelle and siyu. and two guys, not sure if they are estelle's or siyu's friends. i followed them only a while and went off again. cause i'm like so odd. i dont even know them well. oh yeah and one of them said something, ah..oh wells. it's okay, im not taking it seriously. went with dina the dino and then her friends came. ah! so i went off on my own again. so sad right, i'm like abandoned and i was thinking where are my friends? are they even here yet? huh, so sad. so i went to get changed for performance. WITH vinette. actually i did see my friends but i wasnt free then. i just waved and said hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll fast forward time to the performance( talentime). Oh yey! the L-T was more than just full. we had to change our plans of entering from the top entrance and down the steps cause there werent even spaces at the steps for us to walk down. isn't this so cool? so all of us entered through the front door. oh btw we were performing the song - jerk it out by Caesars Palace. Received all positive comments about it so i was really glad. and glad that eleanor and wesley were among the audience. This is still the first time that she saw me dance, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with eleanor and my friends after performance, with dumb make-ups still on. ugh! i was sweating all over and still in long pants and jacket. Didn't know there will be so many of them. ahh i was feeling very bad about not knowing where to bring them to go so brought soon to see shiqi. went all around till i finally know where is she. and yeah, the rest i shall not say anything. i'm so glad to see them after so long. but sad to say they left real early. maybe cause i didnt manage to do a good job in being a host. or i should have met up with them earlier. ah i dont know. but still its good to see them. i didnt report for shift afterwards cause i brought eleanor around. friends are more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling thankful to all who came. and actually i was rather happy to see all my friends. they are really whom i trust and can spill all my worries to. and shoutout to my dearest &lt;b&gt;fel&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;LOVE YOU OKAY. i'l always be there if you're not feeling okay. c'mon give you a hug&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are unwanted things that happened yesterday. to another of my dearest, we just said that we were best of friends but it really upset me yesterday to see what you had done. Are we really best of friends? and then i regret something that i did yesterday. i didnt want to be mean but i dont know why i was mean. this sounds dumb but its true. okay i'm really sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a random thing. i am FINALLY recovering. i can finally eat not only mash potato. i have been surviving on porridges for 5 days. this is so nice. i can finally eat :) cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30579261-115190534817722294?l=broadwayy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/feeds/115190534817722294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30579261&amp;postID=115190534817722294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115190534817722294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30579261/posts/default/115190534817722294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadwayy-.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-starting-to-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08033503871623043624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
