<?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-8338617584900208562</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:17:18.170-07:00</updated><category term='random'/><title type='text'>BelinDa's Land</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296835220326237700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8338617584900208562.post-854026577410498657</id><published>2009-03-25T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T05:38:19.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY BUSY WEEK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nJ2RqnhAnE/ScoljtYoOgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eaD7RmbU5IA/s1600-h/2656_58421199693_538844693_1441956_1244702_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nJ2RqnhAnE/ScoljtYoOgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eaD7RmbU5IA/s320/2656_58421199693_538844693_1441956_1244702_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317103605472836098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nJ2RqnhAnE/ScoljRLgNZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3kCwUvU3ufY/s1600-h/DSC02561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nJ2RqnhAnE/ScoljRLgNZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3kCwUvU3ufY/s320/DSC02561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317103597901591954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPS!! it seems like i have not been updating my blog lately. HAHA! i just ended my one week's holiday. okay, it's not exactly 'just ended', it ended 4 days ago. ANYWAYS, it has been crazy. i don't even have time to do my homework. in the end, or more like as usual, i 'chiong' all my homeworks on the last day.&lt;br /&gt;why? because choir took up 1/3 of my whole holiday. it's so tiring. imagine urself singing non-stop for 3 days straight. OMG! but luckily, we got our choir camp (FINALLY) to relax ouselves. then, i had dance concert, it's the 110th anniversary SCGS Dance Concert, eurhythmy (you-rythm-me). it's not up to the hype it has created, but it's good overall, considering it a concert put up by a secondary school. then, we went to pei's hse for a sleepover. it was FANTASTIC. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we were like hangin outside her hse, among all the pubs after midnight. it was so fun. we were just walking bare-footed on the STREETS, making lots of noises until this man came up to christine and said 'excuse me, i m talking on the phone!' haha.&lt;br /&gt;it was so TERRIBLE! so TERRIBLY FUN.. :) it was an amazing feeling, cos it's the first time i am haning on the streets bare-footed with all my friends without a single adult after midnight. I think i should never tell my parents about this cos they WILL KILL ME.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can go for another sleepover soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8338617584900208562-854026577410498657?l=belindaisbored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/feeds/854026577410498657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/03/busy-busy-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/854026577410498657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/854026577410498657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/03/busy-busy-week.html' title='BUSY BUSY WEEK'/><author><name>BeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296835220326237700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9nJ2RqnhAnE/ScoljtYoOgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eaD7RmbU5IA/s72-c/2656_58421199693_538844693_1441956_1244702_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8338617584900208562.post-6203113927241698244</id><published>2009-03-11T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T02:52:33.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BELINDA IS SORRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ARGH~!!~ tis whole wk has been CRAZY.. i seriously feel so horrible towards my parents. well, they gave me the liberty that i wanted and let me out whenever i feel like it cos they think tat i m responsible enough. but recently, i think i jus cross the limit.  i am like going out EVERYDAY tis week and spending more than i am supposed to. not to say tat my schedule is actually FULL for the nxt 2 wks. which means, i will be going out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;everyday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;again. i feel really sorry and bad towards my parents. i think i seriously nid to cut down on my expenses and go out less often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another issue is tat, i am kinda 'freaked out' by some of my friends tt are 'BOY CRAZY'.. *cough cough* chris &amp;amp; anira &amp;amp; esther shd noe who i am referring to.. it's so scary OMG.. i don't uds how a person can go that extreme to attract his attention. LOL. *shows fist* you wanna fight is it??? how dare u challenge me!!! haha. jus jkjk la. i m not tat violent yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8338617584900208562-6203113927241698244?l=belindaisbored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/feeds/6203113927241698244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/03/belinda-is-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/6203113927241698244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/6203113927241698244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/03/belinda-is-sorry.html' title='BELINDA IS SORRY'/><author><name>BeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296835220326237700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8338617584900208562.post-1061313454885140129</id><published>2009-03-09T03:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T02:53:27.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay, i don't know why i am saying this. but seriously, i am really glad that i am surrounded by such great friends. sometimes i just can't help but to moan over my misery, but then i will remind myelf of the saying :  &lt;em&gt;Man&lt;/em&gt; is only miserable so far as he &lt;em&gt;thinks&lt;/em&gt; himself so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, i will try to think of all the positive things that happened in my life. Which, i realise, is long enough for me to make a list of '1001 things Belinda loves about her life'. LOL. trust me, once in a while, when u jus think about all the joyous moments you've had before, u will realize how eventful and interesting your life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yar, so i am only here to thank all my friends. Thank you for making my day. Thank you for enlightening my life. Thank you, for making me BELINDA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8338617584900208562-1061313454885140129?l=belindaisbored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/feeds/1061313454885140129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay-i-dont-know-why-i-am-saying-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/1061313454885140129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/1061313454885140129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay-i-dont-know-why-i-am-saying-this.html' title=''/><author><name>BeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296835220326237700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8338617584900208562.post-1096803525619530449</id><published>2009-03-09T03:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T04:24:03.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>101 things 2co misses about camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nJ2RqnhAnE/SbT62Aj9HiI/AAAAAAAAACs/vyQ3HUwtSHw/s1600-h/2009_02260070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nJ2RqnhAnE/SbT62Aj9HiI/AAAAAAAAACs/vyQ3HUwtSHw/s320/2009_02260070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311145666347343394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hey, i am really proud of this picture, cos i think i am the only one who has a photo with both Khai and Kim in it.&lt;span style=";font-family:Boopee;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY!! i know tis is bloody long but it just thought that it would be meaningful if i post tis up.. haha. here you go, 101 things 2CO misses about camp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We miss Khai.&lt;br /&gt;2. We miss Kimberlyn.&lt;br /&gt;3. WE MISS KHAI AND KIMBERLYN. WE MISS KIMBERLYN AND KHAI. WE MISS THEM BOTH EQUALLY.&lt;br /&gt;4. We miss cheering our friends on at high elements.&lt;br /&gt;5. We miss campfire.&lt;br /&gt;6. We miss dancing to 'I like to move it'&lt;br /&gt;7. We miss Felisse (well she's still wit us) and her ten snapshots&lt;br /&gt;8. We miss Eunice (she's still wit us too) and her ten snapshots&lt;br /&gt;9. We miss Kim and her ten snapshots&lt;br /&gt;10. We miss Khai and his ten snapshots&lt;br /&gt;11. We miss listening to Khai's UNFINISHED GHOST STORY... BECAUSE WE CAN.&lt;br /&gt;12. We miss shouting 'OOOOH' instead of 'OIIII' when Khai goes '2CO OI'&lt;br /&gt;13. We miss doing the Khai clap.&lt;br /&gt;14. We miss doing two Khai claps.&lt;br /&gt;15. We miss Khai and his notorious hair.&lt;br /&gt;16. We miss being together, united as a class (well at camp)&lt;br /&gt;17. We miss 'dropping that' to the song Petrified as a class.&lt;br /&gt;18. We miss sleeping together in our sleeping bags on the hard floor.&lt;br /&gt;19. We miss showering in a rush wit 2 ppl in a small cubicle&lt;br /&gt;20. We miss eating on sandy ground&lt;br /&gt;21. We miss rowing the dragon boat together&lt;br /&gt;22. We miss canoeing with our friends on the choppy sea&lt;br /&gt;23. We miss eating only after we do a loud 'Makan Cheer'&lt;br /&gt;24. We miss having lots of fun in the bus with Khai&lt;br /&gt;25. We miss talking and joking with Khai and Kim&lt;br /&gt;26. We miss teasing and making fun of Khai&lt;br /&gt;27. We miss carrying lots of things everywhere we go (luggage)&lt;br /&gt;28. We miss having to drink water everywhere we go&lt;br /&gt;29. We miss queuing up for water and drinks&lt;br /&gt;30. We miss queuing up for shower and the toilet&lt;br /&gt;31. We miss sleeping in super sweaty and smelly clothes&lt;br /&gt;32. We miss the dirty environments in the campus&lt;br /&gt;33. We miss the heavy rain that interrupted our plans for the day&lt;br /&gt;34. We miss taking all kinds of dorky pictures during camp&lt;br /&gt;35. We miss getting scolded by the instructors (PLEASE SCOLD US NOW!!!)&lt;br /&gt;36. We miss all the cheers&lt;br /&gt;37. We miss all the shouting andscreaming&lt;br /&gt;38. We miss getting a fright from Khai&lt;br /&gt;39. We miss getting annoyed by Khai and the other instructors&lt;br /&gt;40. We miss playing all the teamwork games&lt;br /&gt;41. We miss getting bitten by ants at the rock climbing area&lt;br /&gt;42. We miss abseiling with instructors that you know will be there to catch you and save you.&lt;br /&gt;43. We miss capsizing in the big vast ocean.&lt;br /&gt;44. We miss complaining about the food served at the camp.&lt;br /&gt;45. We miss helping each other out when in trouble&lt;br /&gt;46. We miss getting all dirty and smelly&lt;br /&gt;47. We miss sitting on all kinds of wet ground and grass&lt;br /&gt;48. We miss enduring the suffocating heat&lt;br /&gt;49. We misswhiningabout the cold weather&lt;br /&gt;50. We miss sitting on hard floor until our butt aches&lt;br /&gt;51. We miss getting all tanned&lt;br /&gt;52. We miss getting scary and ugly tan lines (it's all worth it!)&lt;br /&gt;53. We miss Khai's MSN talk: O-M-G-dot-dot-dot&lt;br /&gt;54. We miss doing 'Whatever man' to Khai's OMG-dot-dot-dot&lt;br /&gt;55. We miss saying 'LIKE DUH' when Khai goes '2CO doesn't show off'&lt;br /&gt;56. We miss dancing to dorky songs&lt;br /&gt;57. We miss singing while cleaning the toilets on the last day (Low, Check Yes Juliet, Let It Rock, I'm Yours etc)&lt;br /&gt;58. We miss filling out all those... weird... forms&lt;br /&gt;59. We miss listening to debriefs and dying to get to sleep&lt;br /&gt;60. We miss getting up early as a class and complaining&lt;br /&gt;61. We miss getting freaked out by all the wild creatures (mostly insects) at camp&lt;br /&gt;62. We miss the awkwardness when we first go to know our trainers&lt;br /&gt;63. We miss how pressed for time we were to get the shirts signed for K&amp;amp;K&lt;br /&gt;64. We miss seeing how hyped up K&amp;amp;K got when they were presented their shirts&lt;br /&gt;65. We miss preparing for camp fire item&lt;br /&gt;66. WE MISS PINKY PROMISING KHAI THAT WE'LL ALL WORK HARD CAUSE IT GOES TO SHOW HE REALLY CARES FOR US, KIM TOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;67. We miss borrowing pens from Khai having forgotten to bring pens time and again&lt;br /&gt;68. We miss Felisse calling us her peasants during camp (she still does anw)&lt;br /&gt;69. We miss Felisse locking us out of her imaginery palace wit her imaginery gate and chains&lt;br /&gt;70. We miss making Khai sing as Ken in the song Barbie Girl (Hi Barbie, wanna go for a ride?)&lt;br /&gt;71. We miss the super diluted drinks from lunch&lt;br /&gt;72. We miss going stylo milo dinosaur extinct you STINK!!! cheer&lt;br /&gt;73. We miss counting the number of times Khai does his hair&lt;br /&gt;74. We miss bathing with wet wipes&lt;br /&gt;75. We miss being with ants at our bag area (omg haha)&lt;br /&gt;76. We miss the number bonding game&lt;br /&gt;77. We miss cheating during the number bonding game by calling out our index numbers&lt;br /&gt;78. We miss campfire when Z did the chest clap.&lt;br /&gt;79. We miss Bravo.&lt;br /&gt;80. We miss the Cockroach clap Kim came up with (totally cute!!!)&lt;br /&gt;81. We (well only four of us) miss dancing to 'I don't wanna be a chicken, I don't wanna be a duck, so I shake my butt'&lt;br /&gt;82. We miss getting extremely painful sunburns&lt;br /&gt;83. We (well some) miss having fibre glass stuck to our skin&lt;br /&gt;84. We miss the annoying morning run that caused more than 5 casualties&lt;br /&gt;85. We miss having red and blue paint on our faces&lt;br /&gt;86. We miss PEELING the red and blue paint OFF our faces&lt;br /&gt;87. We miss K&amp;amp;K not being able to put the face paint as they were in their UNIFORMS (haha)&lt;br /&gt;88. We miss Khai pointing out that the person in the far distant was goodlooking but turned out to be his own reflection&lt;br /&gt;89. We miss being late all the time (bad time management on our part) and getting scolded by the instructors&lt;br /&gt;90. We miss Khai and his sore throat and his voice squeaking time and again&lt;br /&gt;91. We miss complaining that it was so hot and Khai going 'You know why it's so hot? Cause I'm here'&lt;br /&gt;92. We miss Khai and his MAN EGO&lt;br /&gt;93. We miss Khai attempting to hit us with his shoe&lt;br /&gt;94. We miss Khai going 'Have you seen a flying light stick?' at the other instructors&lt;br /&gt;95. We miss cracking lame jokes on the bus&lt;br /&gt;96. We miss Khai telling the other classes to 'KEEP QUIET' while they were cheering (hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;97. WE MISS HOW KIM QUIETLY CARED FOR US AND KEPT WATCHING OUR BACKS (WE HAVE YOUR BACK TOO KIM!)&lt;br /&gt;98. We miss how we did the 'CO think think, hoo hoo, CO think think, BLEHHH' clap&lt;br /&gt;99. We miss Khai's funnnnneh and weird tenth snapshot (most prominent one hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;100. We feel sad having come to the end of recounting all the lovely memories we had at Adventure Camp.&lt;br /&gt;101. Last but not least, WE MISS ADVENTURE CAMP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8338617584900208562-1096803525619530449?l=belindaisbored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/feeds/1096803525619530449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/03/101-things-2co-misses-about-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/1096803525619530449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/1096803525619530449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/03/101-things-2co-misses-about-camp.html' title='101 things 2co misses about camp'/><author><name>BeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296835220326237700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9nJ2RqnhAnE/SbT62Aj9HiI/AAAAAAAAACs/vyQ3HUwtSHw/s72-c/2009_02260070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8338617584900208562.post-4067980322758362197</id><published>2009-03-08T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T02:53:37.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pros and Corns</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay, i got some good news here. actually, only for me lar.&lt;br /&gt;i am going to have the first sleep-over and baking a mars cake at pei's hse!!! haha. i am so excited. lol. eventually, i was really afraid tat my mum wouldn't allow me too. but then, much to my surprise, she agreed w/o even hesitating! I LOVE MY MOMMY!!!!! but then, she told me not to tell my dad. guess she's letting me go w/o my dad knowing.. haha, jus like esther have said, my mum and i are always hiding things from my dad lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt, are some sad news, i am sad to say but, some of my frens are changing. in a way tat they are not 'friending' each other anymore. i don't know why but it's sad. for me, no matter how i dislike tt person, i will still speak to her, jus tat it's either sarcastic or in an annoyed tone. so, i was kinda sad tat they don't even want or bother to reply each other anymore.. i hope they would soon make up and befriend each other again!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8338617584900208562-4067980322758362197?l=belindaisbored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/feeds/4067980322758362197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/03/pros-and-corns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/4067980322758362197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/4067980322758362197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/03/pros-and-corns.html' title='Pros and Corns'/><author><name>BeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296835220326237700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8338617584900208562.post-1828610827279599846</id><published>2009-03-02T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T04:47:37.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>camp reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nJ2RqnhAnE/SavGP1Z5UQI/AAAAAAAAACc/PXI3-hVTCvM/s1600-h/2009_02260027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nJ2RqnhAnE/SavGP1Z5UQI/AAAAAAAAACc/PXI3-hVTCvM/s320/2009_02260027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308554561122291970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, tis is like the 3rd day after adventure camp already but i still miss it very much.. it's really sad, the moment we had to leave the campus to head back to school. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes human are just like that. i really want to slap myself you noe!! on tuesday, i was feeling so neutral about the whole camp thing, i don't even understand why all the teachers are tellling us it's gonna be fun and we are gonna enjoy ourselves. i was thinking like 'wad the hell, i hate the mud and grass and wild!! how do you expect me to enjoy a single thing' AND, obviously, i was TERRIBLY wrong. i did enjoy myself so much!! it's so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;enjoyable&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fabulous&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fantastic&lt;/span&gt; that i don't mind the one thing that i detest the most--MUD!!! if you tell me to sleep on the hard floors and dirty grounds now to trade for another camp, I WILL... i swear i will.&lt;br /&gt;now i seriously need a time machine for me to go back to tueday to experience the whole camp again and again and again!!! okay, now i think you got my point. aiya, i just hope that something wrong happened to Mrs Low and she decided to let us have camp once every month.. (with the same instructors of cos) LOL..&lt;br /&gt;i gtg study my freaking sci now, bb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8338617584900208562-1828610827279599846?l=belindaisbored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/feeds/1828610827279599846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/03/camp-reflection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/1828610827279599846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/1828610827279599846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/03/camp-reflection.html' title='camp reflection'/><author><name>BeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296835220326237700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9nJ2RqnhAnE/SavGP1Z5UQI/AAAAAAAAACc/PXI3-hVTCvM/s72-c/2009_02260027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8338617584900208562.post-2834106472753065687</id><published>2009-02-21T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T05:12:39.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, since Esther GMR said that writing only about school stuff is BORING. i shall write about something else. but, i seriously have no topic man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, let's talk bout my primary school frens. no offense but seriously, the gap between us is getting bigger and bigger. our topics of interests now are totally different and they never seem to blend. i don't know, but i jus don't keep in touch with them anymore. it's rather sad you noe, when you just flush 4 years of great memories and fun down the drain. first, they think i am weird to be actually in a girls' school. cos they think i m turning into a lesbian.(pls lar, i LOVE guys okay!!!! cough...yunho..cough..cough...) then, they always think that my school is boring. cos there are no guys. gosh, guys are not the essential things for you to live on. it's WATER, AIR &amp;amp; FOOD. they also think that wad ever i say is chim cos i am from a good sch, which to me, is infered as i am being arrogant. i really don't like this idea about us not able to communicate anymore. it's really hurting. i miss the days we had together in WVPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also realise that they are not including me into their gatherings anymore. i know i have been missing all the past meeting and gatherings but i SWEAR to god, those are the days that i am involed in school activities. it's really disturbing to know that all the gathering collide with my current school activities, but i think they are kinda angry with me and thinks that i am only finding excuses to skip it. i seriously want to get back with them together. i want to go back to WVPS again and just sit down somewhere to catch up on the things that we have missed.&lt;br /&gt;i have missed the opportunity to go back during the chinese new year holidays already so i hope tt i can find time to go back during teachers' day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8338617584900208562-2834106472753065687?l=belindaisbored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/feeds/2834106472753065687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay-since-esther-gmr-said-that-writing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/2834106472753065687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/2834106472753065687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay-since-esther-gmr-said-that-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>BeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296835220326237700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8338617584900208562.post-475831954673486595</id><published>2009-02-06T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T03:56:50.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK GOD IT'S FRIDAY!!!</title><content type='html'>HOORAY!! it's the sweet and beautiful FRIDAY again!!! (thx goodness) seriously, i felt that my whole life is just to look forward to the next friday. lol. except the in the holidays of cos.. however! thx to the brilliant teachers, we have like tons of hw tis weekend. Plus, i have to go CCAB to train for the swimming carnival tat's coming up nxt tue. so basically, i am RUNNING OUT of time.. LOL. what kind of weekend is tis? the purpose of weekends is to allow ppl to relax aft 5 consecutive days of hard labour right? but what's with these ppl bombarding us with TONS of hw??? i noe i grumbling and whining. but i m jus tired.. this is the first 2 months of the yr and i m feeling so TIRED already. i can't expect what's going to come.. LOL. i think i m scared.&lt;br /&gt;somemore the seniors mentioned tt sec 2 lifes are still FUN and it's time that we should really ENJOY and RELAX.. OMG~ tt creeps me out more. i can't imagine myself in upper sec. i think i will jus quit sch or smth. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the subjects tis yr are out of a sudden &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DIFFICULT&lt;/span&gt;. the whole class did badly for math. MATH!! math was like one of the easiest subject to score in! then i failed 2 out of 3 chinese tests. CHINESE!!! omg. my mum is just gonna kill me once she hears tis and my bro will jus bug me with tis topic for like a month. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;, i dun noe a freaking thing tt mrs fernandez was toking bout in lang arts class! i mean tat i noe wad she's trying to express and i see tt she's prompting us to annotating the speeches. but seriously, if she's not there to prompt. i would nv haf tot of tt myself! argh~ wad bout the test that's coming up!! i think i will jus DIE~!! i m so weak in lang arts already! i think i might jus as well fail tis test man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father GOD! please listen to the prayer of ur humble daughter here. PLEASE let me pass me TESTS that's coming up! With lots of gratitude, Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8338617584900208562-475831954673486595?l=belindaisbored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/feeds/475831954673486595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/02/hooray-its-sweet-and-beautiful-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/475831954673486595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/475831954673486595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/02/hooray-its-sweet-and-beautiful-friday.html' title='THANK GOD IT&apos;S FRIDAY!!!'/><author><name>BeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296835220326237700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8338617584900208562.post-1771709803624329009</id><published>2009-02-02T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:49:15.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cblog???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nJ2RqnhAnE/SYayIFxY8dI/AAAAAAAAACE/1419mZ30afs/s1600-h/200621910418624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nJ2RqnhAnE/SYayIFxY8dI/AAAAAAAAACE/1419mZ30afs/s320/200621910418624.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298117863705997778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis is a picture of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Colosseum&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roman Coliseum&lt;/span&gt;. it's on one of the top ten most wanted to go places on my list. i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; love the history behind it and the way it it structured!! i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; need to go there one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this new task that we had to do for chinese lesson in sch; to create a new Chinese Blog!! OMG~ how lame!! it's so annoying, irritating and redundant!! i don't see a single use of this boring work. i noe they're trying to get us to learn chi in a fun way thru a new portal but come on!! how STUPID can tis get? but well, it's a hw, wad else can we do? so yeah, i created a new chi blog, it is plain and ugly.. LOL.. it's full of chinese too.. haha.. u can check it out at the link on the right. i even linked other ppl's CBlog like pei and christine. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is a day that i look forward to. not the exams but the CCA part. we'll be meeting the sec 1 members tmr. lol, i really can't wait to see my juniors since it's always fun to know that u are no longer the youngest among everyone.&lt;br /&gt;okay then, i should stop here. have fun studying!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8338617584900208562-1771709803624329009?l=belindaisbored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/feeds/1771709803624329009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/02/cblog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/1771709803624329009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/1771709803624329009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/02/cblog.html' title='Cblog???'/><author><name>BeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296835220326237700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9nJ2RqnhAnE/SYayIFxY8dI/AAAAAAAAACE/1419mZ30afs/s72-c/200621910418624.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8338617584900208562.post-3559512592473870972</id><published>2009-01-30T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T02:17:09.545-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>it's a new blog</title><content type='html'>okay, i just created a new blog aft abandoning my old ones for like, 4 years?? alrite, i dunno how long tis will last but i guess it's not gonna be for long for sure, cos i dun haf that damn perseverance. i will try to update my blog as frequently as possible, but no promises. ok, BB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8338617584900208562-3559512592473870972?l=belindaisbored.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/feeds/3559512592473870972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/3559512592473870972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8338617584900208562/posts/default/3559512592473870972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belindaisbored.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-new-blog.html' title='it&apos;s a new blog'/><author><name>BeR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16296835220326237700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
