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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-112712615806545293</id><published>2005-09-19T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T18:35:59.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:eLATED!&lt;br /&gt;listening to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are over!!!!! yippeee. eh why arent we gg out for our usual ritual outing? oh wells... gd luck for ur remaining exams peeps! eh louie and mich how was e zouk party..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw are we still getting a suite for prom? im checking out the webby now, its quite posh u know, orchard hotel,..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1)Suite Deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Executive Suite - S$380 *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above rates inclusive of :- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Breakfast daily in the lounge&lt;br /&gt;- Happy hour with free flow of soft drinks, beer and wine in the club lounge&lt;br /&gt;- Laundry - $18 credit per day&lt;br /&gt;- Personalized check in/check out &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, tts a bit excessive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)Executive Club - &lt;br /&gt;S$240 +++ (Single)/ S$260+++(Double/Twin)* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above rates inclusive of :- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Breakfast daily in the lounge&lt;br /&gt;- Happy hour with free flow of soft drinks, beer and wine in the club lounge&lt;br /&gt;- Free broadband internet access in the room&lt;br /&gt;- Complimentary laundry/pressing of 2 pieces of clothing per day (non-accumulative)&lt;br /&gt;- Complimentary local calls&lt;br /&gt;- Personalized check in and check out&lt;br /&gt;- Free access usage of equipment in the fitness centre&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* subject to service charge and prevailing government taxes including GST.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, check out the free flow of drinks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have come to the conclusion tt orchard hotel is not some slipshod rickety hotel..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-112712615806545293?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/112712615806545293/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=112712615806545293' title='8 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/112712615806545293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/112712615806545293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2005/09/moodelated-listening-to-exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-112616971677475698</id><published>2005-09-08T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T16:55:16.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:&lt;br /&gt;listening to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but throughout my sec 1 to 4 years i've had a great time (and prob. will continue to have) with the rtol clique.. so thank you everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-112616971677475698?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/112616971677475698/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=112616971677475698' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/112616971677475698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/112616971677475698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2005/09/mood-listening-to-but-throughout-my.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-112616629602753269</id><published>2005-09-08T15:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T15:58:16.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;mood: lazy&lt;br /&gt;listening to: my fav man james blunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;okayfinally one one one person read this blog!!! hurray. thanks sze for always the wise one.  i guess the reason why wives keep quiet bcos true they want to protect the relatoinship but inless the husband is repentantand realises his mistake then can they get back. i guess keeping quiet can mean many things. you can't forever keep mum abt it. everytime there's a so called war, tell me who are speaking. why are we apeaking.partly bcos we're vocal. and ahy do we need to do so. bcos we feel the need to say smth. but there are some ppl who simply feign ignorance and notsay anything. i guess ppl shld take the "war" as an oppoturnity to voice their grievances and in the end bring a CLOSURE to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i emphasize so much on closure bcos none of the issues have been entirely resolved.  the fear part, i didnt mean it to be afraid but rather cautious. cos no one wants to get hurt. right? so there are many issues within me that i want to resolve with you guys but i cant bring myself to it cos if i say it'll turn everyone on myselfagain.  i admit that ppl have been hurt and by me. i want to say sorry but i can't talk abt it. why bcos i cant. i simply can't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i'll say this blattenly to the world who reads this blog. i apologise to louisa for the fun fair incident.  i forgot what exactly happened but the reason why i really got so worked out was the carry on of the past. rmb my birthday last year. i no longer care abt it. but the fact that louisa spoke up abt it when she somewhat wasn't involved at all. it was more of liz i actually demanded an explanation. sorry it was mean to be so public but the it really hurt me. and in my opinion louisa shdnt have said anyting. and we never said anything abt it anymore.  why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;then we clashed for the fun fair, dude serously i got really pissed off again bcos it was her again. the funfair was high on tension. very very tense. why? bcos i was refrainig myself from blowing up at ppl whoweren't interested at all. tho you might not be so enthu abt the even but st least a certain amt of effort is not un unreasonable expectatoin from a group project. you very well know who you are. you didnt even help in the actual day itself instead you took yr friends on a trip round the fair. nicely done.  being the grp leader i know i shldnt have blew my top but it was really eating me up.  so here's to louisa i'm very sorry. and the team for displaying poor leadership. sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;now shall we just say what we really want to say to each other. RTOL will never be the same as we discover more differences. we're a grp of ppl who wants fun. fun friends but within the fun friends there are intimacy shared btwn jsut the two fo you. but some may never find the same solace with the others bcos of the different frequencies.  sch is the most common haunt and we shld make the best of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and to my friends who have endured so much of my madness sorry i may not have been the friend that you've expected and on many occassions i hurt you guys. sorry. and thank you. i'll bring these memories to oz and write a book abt it. hahaha.. &lt;em&gt;if i ever make it.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;we had fun didnt we friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;we indeed shared some experiences that brought us either to discovery or closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;we're nice ppl but show it differently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;we enjoy good life anf laughs tho we may never see things fromt he same perspective that's what we like abt each othet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;the enlightement we bring abt for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;the reminders we give our friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and that's why we're a grp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;thru this grp we've coe to know individuals better and we hook arms together and trot off the spend more time to know more of each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;you visit the grp occassionally now, but where the true friend lies is now next to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;so we scatter of in the differentroutes of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and one day we come back and face each other and laugh abt the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and say those were the days wasnt it friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;we say we enjoyed oursleves and we no longer tquestion why we didnt make it together bcos we know ahy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;deep in our hearts we'll treasure such moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;we grew together in maturity and pranks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;there you have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;a grp of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-112616629602753269?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/112616629602753269/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=112616629602753269' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/112616629602753269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/112616629602753269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2005/09/mood-lazy-listening-to-my-fav-man_08.html' title=''/><author><name>cowwie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07513378891051684686</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-7106913.post-112607067029242410</id><published>2005-09-07T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T13:24:30.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: :/&lt;br /&gt;listening to: some sad song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i happened to read the previous 2 posts and decided to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rtol, a clique?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that's outside perception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;breaking up?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, growing apart perhaps but you must take into consideration that some of us were always closer to others even before rtol's existence. another thing to note is that we are really a big group so you can't expect everyone to play happy families, and expect everyone to be close to one another on an equal level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like love, friendship can't be forced or coerced. it comes naturally or maybe it's just the compatibility. i know that sometimes initiative,hard work and perserverance can make a friendship work but at the first place are both parties willingly, do you share the same ideals or perception of true friendship? is friendship controlled by physical circumstances. should time, space constraintsdrive a gap between friendships?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is permisstic.but i dont't think rtol will be able to return to it's original form. wounds heal but scars don't disappear. this is not only about the forgivingfactor already, it's whether we still can reach a mutual understanding; to give  without any shred of resentment and most importantly, the common want to repair this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;issues to be settle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i agree with sharon that we have to be more open and that's how friendships work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the part about being afraid, i differ in opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's afraid but not about quarreling but hurting yourself, your friend and your friendship. why do wives keep quiet sometimes when they realise their husbands are fooling around? not because they are frightened, it's because they treasure their marriage and want to protect it even if it means sacrificing their pride and hurting themselves more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone would want to share their troubles with anybody else, maybe you should just give that person or that group a hint. if they don't get it at times like me being blur, tell them or her straight in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it's not that they don't care for you, instead they don't know whether they should bring up the topic at hand with the fear that they might unwittingly hurt you, especially if they got the impresson that you didn't want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote this on current currants sometime ago. it seems to apply here too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's friendship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it the number of years you spent together? the multitude of things you have done together? or even the number of squabbles you had?can friendship be measured?is there truly such a thing as best friend, good friend, friend, 'hello-goodbye' friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my case, i can't really describe friendship to you, because i'm learning myself, falling down at times and steadying myself at others. i find myself sharing a different relationship with every single one of my friends. we talk about entirely unrelated things. some about the latest gossip, movies,books. the others about the current affairs, religion, thoughts. superficial or not, they are all important to me. i can't deny the fact that some friendships are indeed more cherished and precious to me, the ones that not only have good memories but bittersweet ones as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the astonishing thing i realised is, if you have true friends; time, distance, difference in opinion or thought will cease to matter. a true friend is not just a physical being to accompany you, to please your whims, to keep you from loneliness. if you have a true friend, you would not worry about not keeping in contact for a long time or forgetting each other, because deep down inside you both know that you are always there for each other. and the day you finally meet, despite the changes in your appearance and character, your friendship will still continue as before; as if there never was a parting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you all my friends for teaching about the truth of friendship...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-112607067029242410?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/112607067029242410/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=112607067029242410' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/112607067029242410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/112607067029242410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2005/09/mood-listening-to-some-sad-song-okay-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10563904588155524494</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-7106913.post-112599816000441663</id><published>2005-09-06T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T17:16:00.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: apprehenisve&lt;br /&gt;listening to:m5 again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm.. well this blog wasnt dead until cassie liz and i wrote smth here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm gg to say smth that might gg to offend ppl.  we ARENT a clique for very simple reasons. we have cliques within cliques.. get it? here's a pair.. mich and jia. a trio sze alicia and cassie. and another and another.. there you go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say we're a group of ppl that we assume we cld fall back on when we're out of friends. i admit!!! i dont think that you guys are the BESt of friends but good friends.  there are so many flaws we find in each other. i have many of them but we dont have the ability to actually over look them.  i say i'm hot-tempered and nasty and demanding. well i can be. but i'm funny right. yeah? so there. i bet you're in a dilema. sharon's temper is a very big problem to deal with in my friendship with her and i think i shldnt be so nice just in case she hurts me in a quarrel.  no wait (btw i'm just using myself as a bloody example) we don't say like perhaps she's not so baad.  i can say a thousand and one things and do a thousand and one things which can make you ppl (i mean in general) laugh or whichever. but if i blow my top over anything every shushes.. oh dear.. and i get the feeling i've lost all my friends.  i don't know that's how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i don'tknow but there are definite diplomats here. and some better still, you dont say anything bcos you think its wise to just shut up but actually you go ard thinking abt the issue and share it with the closest friend in the clique..  well call that gossip or some shit but honestly we've gotta be more open. its come to a point where we don't want to say anything and avoid the issue with all your life incase the issue is further blown up. like krakatoa.  but have you ever wondered, you avoid and don't settle it bring a final closure to the issue the entire is STAGNANT!!!!  when things get stagnant they get smelly..  uh-huh agree?  and its not only one puddle of water and there are many..  i dont know the stuff that goes between you guys but i think its like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i'm getting bored of just seeing louie. mich and sam every reccess.. where are you guys.. you ppl need food too!!!!!!!  do you understand!!!!!! food!!!! you dont have to be drastic man..  anyway, there are many issues to be settled in this grp vcos no one ever dares addresses it again fearing the worst.  but that's how couples make it thru marriage. they confront quarrel tear each other up but thru all these you learn the different facades (well if its appropiate) of ppl and learn to love each other for who they are really. i can't say for myself whether i can do what i've mentioned above but i do know that's the problem that will never be solved unless we do smth abt it.  can't be an individual thing. it has to comefrom everyone. no matter what the tension or anything if we really want to make it as a grp of friends we really can rely on then work at it. dont just sit there!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell you smth, from the incident of my mum's passing none of you have actually ever asked me how i am doing whether i'm ok.  all of you decided not the touch the subject bcos its not like you guys have the time to listen to me cry my guts out.  but the most pleasant surprise was that DORCAS asked how was i once when we were alone for lunch. i think that kind of friend really counts but my friends chose to evade. i don't know how to tell you guys better but this is just like telling you how i feel. very factually and objectively.  perhaps you guys care in different ways i appreciate that.. i wrote an e-mail abt my mum on her birthday and like not many i mean not many ppl actually said anything abt it.  ask me if i'm disappointed in the way the situation was handled-- yes. i don't blame you guys but my care and support came from ppl i wasnt so close to. right. before i start another war. i'm off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-112599816000441663?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/112599816000441663/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=112599816000441663' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/112599816000441663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/112599816000441663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2005/09/mood-apprehenisve-listening-tom5-again.html' title=''/><author><name>cowwie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07513378891051684686</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-7106913.post-112598779224238286</id><published>2005-09-06T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T14:23:12.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:frustrated&lt;br /&gt;listening to: whatever it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly. I think this blog is nearly dead. Today I'm going to talk about something that has been a grey area for the past 8-9 months. Yes I know prelims are next week and yes, I know I shouldn't be worrying about this sort of things but hell, they bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we still call ourselves a clique? That, I don't know. Lets see, people don't come down for recess/lunch/breaks, one(you know who you are) says we aren't her true friends anymore. Ooh. Everyone's changed. Everyone's moved on in different ways. I know we can't be the same as we were before in sec 2 or 3 but please, I think there're some things that all of us can do to try hold our group together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the person who says we've all changed blah), I know what I'm going to say is harsh. But have you every thought of things from our point of view? You say we've all changed. How about you? How do you think we feel when we see you acting all not the person we knew? Would you think we'd still act the way we did before in front of you? I think the least you could do is sit with us during breaks. You don't have to say a thing, you don't even have to talk. It's the presence that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of you guys, I think we should all try to at least do the same. Put aside the differences that have sprouted up within this time. Try and come back to the table and sit together. We may not have to talk. It's the presence that counts. I have nothing else to say. See you guys when school starts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-112598779224238286?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/112598779224238286/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=112598779224238286' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/112598779224238286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/112598779224238286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2005/09/moodfrustrated-listening-to-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-112597533379209451</id><published>2005-09-06T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T10:55:33.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:bad&lt;br /&gt;listening to:nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, tts funny. incoherent snorts of a warthog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-112597533379209451?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/112597533379209451/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=112597533379209451' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/112597533379209451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/112597533379209451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2005/09/moodbad-listening-tonothing-yea-tts.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-112591844225987424</id><published>2005-09-05T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T19:07:22.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: mad&lt;br /&gt;listening to: maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;hey i've just read a book titled mad elaine and its down right hilrious!!!! i mean if you really want the funnies go check this book out.. i was bummin in the library alone and i didnt dare to laugh my big hulaboo cos i'll be mortified. ben xiao jie is learning to be refine now.  anw book recommendation!!! anw i feel like starting this club called the 'mad warthog' the gossip column wld be titleed 'incoherent snorts from a mad warthog"  heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-112591844225987424?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/112591844225987424/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=112591844225987424' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/112591844225987424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/112591844225987424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2005/09/mood-mad-listening-to-maroon-5-hey-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>cowwie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07513378891051684686</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-110501702820645192</id><published>2005-01-06T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T21:10:28.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: stressED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;listening to: someone blabbering downstairs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi people! wah. Few people have been posting... Anyway hope everyone's doing fine! Sec 4 life sucks lah.... urguwebfdngvrdkg. anyway &lt;b&gt;Cassie: You're welcome! (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-110501702820645192?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/110501702820645192/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=110501702820645192' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/110501702820645192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/110501702820645192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2005/01/mood-stressed-listening-to-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-110482969723907464</id><published>2005-01-04T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T17:08:17.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:sian&lt;br /&gt;listening to:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helloooo. thanks for the earrings and the wooden thingy LIZ! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-110482969723907464?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/110482969723907464/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=110482969723907464' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/110482969723907464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/110482969723907464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2005/01/moodsian-listening-to-helloooo.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-110421055593169113</id><published>2004-12-28T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T13:09:15.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: stressed&lt;br /&gt;listening to: animal planet stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent posted here in sooo long. how's you guys doing. i should be going back soon. i hope.&lt;br /&gt;and since christmas is already over,  HAPPY NEW YEAR in advance [[[: heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-110421055593169113?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/110421055593169113/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=110421055593169113' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/110421055593169113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/110421055593169113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/12/mood-stressed-listening-to-animal.html' title=''/><author><name>-da*bra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938570666624661047</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-110293252621116874</id><published>2004-12-13T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T18:08:46.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: nthing&lt;br /&gt;listening to:nthign&lt;br /&gt;thanks jia yes i wld like a new layout as you can see  i ahve screwed big ime with it  hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-110293252621116874?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/110293252621116874/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=110293252621116874' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/110293252621116874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/110293252621116874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/12/mood-nthing-listening-tonthign-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>cowwie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07513378891051684686</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-7106913.post-110112143976063206</id><published>2004-11-22T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T19:03:59.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: o.O&lt;br /&gt;listening to: the radio commercials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. i've moved. again. &lt;a href=""&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharon, you still want me to change your layout?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-110112143976063206?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/110112143976063206/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=110112143976063206' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/110112143976063206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/110112143976063206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/11/mood-o.html' title=''/><author><name>joynandyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791895302954939431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.boomspeed.com/rejoyce/53364113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-109965386149975675</id><published>2004-11-05T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T19:24:21.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: its the weekend!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;listening to: my happy ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey do u realise our group is getting smaller and smaller... sigh.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-109965386149975675?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/109965386149975675/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=109965386149975675' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109965386149975675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109965386149975675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/11/mood-its-weekend-listening-to-my-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-109932166411130065</id><published>2004-11-01T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T23:07:44.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: confused&lt;br /&gt;listening to: my cousin talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeee. Someone changed our blogskin! Yay. WHo ah? But where's our tagboard?!?! Hurr. I have a terrible stomach ache. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-109932166411130065?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/109932166411130065/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=109932166411130065' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109932166411130065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109932166411130065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/11/mood-confused-listening-to-my-cousin.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-109913589009473198</id><published>2004-10-30T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T19:31:30.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: tired.. but happy&lt;br /&gt;listening to: afrodisiac-brandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey can u guys blog pleaseeeee.. =)  well... do u guys have lessons everyday for the head start prog.?(excpt for public holidays)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-109913589009473198?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/109913589009473198/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=109913589009473198' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109913589009473198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109913589009473198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/10/mood-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-109906136786763947</id><published>2004-10-29T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T22:49:27.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow! who did this? anyway, whoever did, thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-109906136786763947?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/109906136786763947/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=109906136786763947' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109906136786763947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109906136786763947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/10/wow-who-did-this-anyway-whoever-did.html' title=''/><author><name>joynandyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791895302954939431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.boomspeed.com/rejoyce/53364113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-109258552161614690</id><published>2004-08-15T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T23:58:41.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: tired&lt;br /&gt;listening to: hamsters fight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just sth short. Christine, we're prouda you!!!! hahahaha. If you're black or if you're white or if you're in between, God loves you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-109258552161614690?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/109258552161614690/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=109258552161614690' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109258552161614690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109258552161614690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/08/mood-tired-listening-to-hamsters-fight.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-109178648381977349</id><published>2004-08-06T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T18:01:23.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: tired&lt;br /&gt;listening to:birds cackling away..&lt;br /&gt;i just watched big fish today.  and i guess i can leran a few philosophies fromthat.. wanda listen up!!  ok maybe not philosophies but lessons..  u see, ewan mcgregor plays the role of a very ambitious and open-minded man.  he has the guts to venture to where ppl usually wldn't dare.  not like my kind of guts but more so something sensible.. a refreshing feeling..  there were a few scenes that impacted me.. there was this part where there was this giant.  actually it wasn't a giant, just a man who cldn't stop growing.  he grew so big it terrified ppl.  so did his appettite..  he cldn't control his hunger he went to ravage the town's barns and farms. he ate the animals and stuff and broke the doors of storehouses. anw, ewan volunteered to go and speak to him.. like peace talk.. it showed forth the man's spirit to actually help others as well as to gain... continue later have piano now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-109178648381977349?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/109178648381977349/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=109178648381977349' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109178648381977349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109178648381977349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/08/mood-tired-listening-tobirds-cackling.html' title=''/><author><name>cowwie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07513378891051684686</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-109153371190689068</id><published>2004-08-03T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T19:48:31.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: -&lt;br /&gt;listening to: the windchime tinkling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ppl. my b'dae is coming soon and all of the RTOL ppl are invited to my b'dae party. its on a saturday, the 28th august. so try to make tt day free if u wanna come. =).. btw, whys this bloggie so     ddd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-109153371190689068?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/109153371190689068/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=109153371190689068' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109153371190689068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109153371190689068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/08/mood-listening-to-windchime-tinkling.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-109076016497144381</id><published>2004-07-25T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T20:56:04.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: happy&lt;br /&gt;listening to: some chinese show on tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of pulling out of the japan hosting thing, but i think mrs tay wont allow. so christine, if u read this, please try to take over me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-109076016497144381?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/109076016497144381/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=109076016497144381' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109076016497144381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109076016497144381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/07/mood-happy-listening-to-some-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-109075502950862738</id><published>2004-07-25T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T19:30:29.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:pmsey    &lt;br /&gt;listening to:United Live CD More Than Life&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; blah. i'm abt to go for din so gonna make it quick lah k. next sat is my last day in sg. dunno when i'll be back again. so hopefully enuff of you ppl can come over to my place on fri to watch a flick or sth. i've got 13 going on 30 and ella enchanted if not we all can just sit arnd and do sth lah. i'll be going back to school on tuesday for some canteen food. gonna be there for lunch i guess. so arnd one yea? so PLEASE whoever still owes me my dear darling clothes bring it on tuesday. =D &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIZ: &lt;/span&gt;with my bubblegum skirt and pink miss sixty top. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALICIA:&lt;/span&gt;with a pair of my mudd shorts and my blue abercrombie top&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; LOUI:&lt;/span&gt; the pink striped abercrombie top u got frm michelle. okies. dank ke. +mwaks+ miss u guys! and it was GREAT seeing all of u on speech day! wheeeeee. i STILL haven't seen cassie btw. hmph. okies. ciao!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; lotsa love,&lt;br /&gt; ms. wong&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-109075502950862738?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/109075502950862738/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=109075502950862738' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109075502950862738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109075502950862738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/07/moodpmsey-listening-tounited-live-cd.html' title=''/><author><name>jeanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17514024366334255791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://images.hi5.com/userpics/4/209164.img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-109031895039118618</id><published>2004-07-20T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T18:22:30.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: terrible&lt;br /&gt;listening to: the silence in my room. for once without feeling any akwardness&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;People, this is gonna be a hurtful post but theses are the things and feelings I've kept pent up inside myself for long enough. I cant put this at my blog because it is under CONSTANT scrutiny for posts like this. Finally I've found someone who's more in love with my computer than me! WOW! And what more who LOVES my email account more than me! Maybe it was an accident or maybe it was intentional. For all of you who don't know, I have this thing on my com where all you have to do to sign in on msn is to click on my add. So after her ROYAL HIGHNESS finished with her daily hogging of my computer, I found the msn signed in to MY account. Like ok... Some of you may think I'm being childish some of you may think I'm being immature but Im really tired. For 2 days I've been trying very hard but no, all I get is SILENCE. That's IT! I can't tell you all this in school nor do i think I can keep this in till next week without going mad. So here's it. all you guys have been seeing for the past few days is just a facade. Anyway I cant blame her for using my com so often coz maybe thats the only way for her to stay in touch with hong kong but yeah. She's extreamly homesick so someone give me some solutions. God, help me.&amp;nbsp; Sorry guys if this looks like a private blog post but as i said, my blog is being visited EVERY other hour... Even when Im in the room. Like freaky. For more info on why i said that, go read my tag board. I'm too freaked to reply....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-109031895039118618?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/109031895039118618/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=109031895039118618' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109031895039118618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109031895039118618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/07/mood-terrible-listening-to-silence-in.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-109014718658368494</id><published>2004-07-18T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T18:39:46.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: hyper and feeling pretty&lt;br /&gt;listening to:maroon5 alb *it rox*&lt;br /&gt;well well today is sunday.. actually i think i've kinda lost the inspiration to write funny articles. don't know or waititng for something to elaborate on..&amp;nbsp; lately there has been no phenomenon to get me cracking..&amp;nbsp; someone give me something to write abt.. please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-109014718658368494?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/109014718658368494/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=109014718658368494' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109014718658368494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109014718658368494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/07/mood-hyper-and-feeling-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>cowwie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07513378891051684686</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-7106913.post-109007443039902592</id><published>2004-07-17T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T22:27:10.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: sleeepy&lt;br /&gt;listening to: i don't know&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;who was the one late this morning for comm breakfast arh? *points frantically at szemin* WHO ARH? WHO ARH?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;michelle...get part 2 of the story up man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-109007443039902592?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/109007443039902592/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=109007443039902592' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109007443039902592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/109007443039902592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/07/mood-sleeepy-listening-to-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>joynandyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791895302954939431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.boomspeed.com/rejoyce/53364113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108998659313373536</id><published>2004-07-16T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T22:03:13.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: sleepy yet a teensy bitsy happy&lt;br /&gt;listening to: confession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t-i-r-e-d...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to stay back today.. so i'm utterly exhausted.. muscles are aching and tomorrow still have a breakfast meeting with the choir com. alright, got to go.. i 'll probably start a new blog ;).. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108998659313373536?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108998659313373536/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108998659313373536' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108998659313373536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108998659313373536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/07/mood-sleepy-yet-teensy-bitsy-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Sze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10563904588155524494</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108997449186424798</id><published>2004-07-16T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T18:41:31.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: dazed&lt;br /&gt;listening to:maroon5 alb&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time eversince i published any articles.. today i'll treat u ppl to one.&amp;nbsp; i just met with an accident on the way home.&amp;nbsp; i just finished speech day rehearsal and doddled my way home.&amp;nbsp; just when i finished crossing the bridge i saw this cement truck approaching.&amp;nbsp; i knew that big monster machine will bring along flying sand and dust particles&amp;nbsp; whirling right into my face and legs. i decided to take cover under my arms.&amp;nbsp; i stood there rooted to the ground face tucked under my shoulder crunching up the left side of my body.&amp;nbsp; i felt the tagling sensation of sand rubbing past my ankles.&amp;nbsp; suddenly, WHAM!!! there was this big explosion in my head!! i was totally shocked stunned.&amp;nbsp; it was like a hollow rock had just hit me like a slow-motion meteroid.&amp;nbsp; hahaha... at this point i shouldn't be laughing but as i write this recount i really find it funny.. pardon me my ladies.&amp;nbsp; i had delayed reaction and exclaimed a loud "ow!!" heard above the roaring truck rumbling by.&amp;nbsp; i looked up to see who the hell was that imp!!&amp;nbsp; to my utter amazement, it was this short woman looking equally pale holding the top of her head! hahaha.. the sight was so comical!&amp;nbsp; my face, i guessed it was screwed up by the unexpected 'bomb'.&amp;nbsp; i think i might have looked pissed and angry but at that time i was like going "who is that stupid kid??"&amp;nbsp; but it turned to be an adult.. -_-'''&amp;nbsp; so i just stared at her as she continued her way to the bus-stop rubbing her crown!! hahaha... *pPppPpPpp..&amp;nbsp; so i didn't what to do either having being knocked on and made my way home.&amp;nbsp; i too had sub-consciously left my hand on my right side of my head and walked on. at the bus-stop the st. francis kids had eyes that were dyingto know what the hell had just happened to cause me in polka dots to rub my head.&amp;nbsp; there was this guy or girl i couldn't make out shim had breast but none.&amp;nbsp; shim was following my every movement finally i felt so awkward and said this in total embarrassment "please stop looking at me like that. thanks"&amp;nbsp; and just strode off.&amp;nbsp; and the last thing could happen did.&amp;nbsp; don't i didn't fall, not that 'suay'..&amp;nbsp; my bottle hanging from my bag hit the pillar causing a big clang!!&amp;nbsp; it startled me and i jumped.. i mean like being frightened by myelf making a mistake.. oh no.. i AM so humilaited today but i guess things like that do happen to everyone.&amp;nbsp; i think i am not the only one to have done such a silly thing.&amp;nbsp; i mean like how many people collide with each other by one just standing and walking??&amp;nbsp; its so weird and unusual.. then it was like i don't know.. oh well i figure i am the only one who make such accidents happen.. like the one at hereen bus-stop. oh that one.. it will live with me for life!! =\ but let this be lesson to stop further into the side ofthe path just in case someone knocks right into you.. scary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108997449186424798?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108997449186424798/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108997449186424798' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108997449186424798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108997449186424798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/07/mood-dazed-listening-tomaroon5-alb-its.html' title=''/><author><name>cowwie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07513378891051684686</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-7106913.post-108934884899866844</id><published>2004-07-09T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T12:54:08.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: fell like pigging out on sultana cookies or peanut butter sandwiches :)&lt;br /&gt;listening to:..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaps it's friday! the physics peeps are still taking their exam.. haha.. good luck, louie,liz,sharon,cassie,mich and christine! +clear your mind.. see teh vector.. actually i don't even know what's a vector :)+&lt;br /&gt;..haha.. there's a weekend hull before we continue the hectic exam schedule next monday.. the combo: emaths paper 1 and history.. how bad is that???? the combos i had are really trying :chem/ss, bio/amths, and now this :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, everyone study hard! and remeber exams are not everything :) *haha.. yah right. s'pore's education system makes them EVERYTHING!* sighs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108934884899866844?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108934884899866844/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108934884899866844' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108934884899866844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108934884899866844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/07/mood-fell-like-pigging-out-on-sultana.html' title=''/><author><name>Sze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10563904588155524494</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108927510724016745</id><published>2004-07-08T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T16:25:07.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: omg&lt;br /&gt;listening to: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and sharons hosting the jap students.. its gonna be so fun.. haha. portugal rox!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108927510724016745?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108927510724016745/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108927510724016745' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108927510724016745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108927510724016745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/07/mood-omg-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108887402832521135</id><published>2004-07-04T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T01:00:28.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:tired&lt;br /&gt;listening to: the air con buzzing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. Exams are in like 2 days?! And I'm still online!? This is so shitified. Anyway, please lah. It's just football. Ok. maybe not JUST football but yar, you all roughly get what I mean right? So cool down people. God loves you all and so does Liz who has a massive stomachache now... So seeya guys/gurls. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108887402832521135?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108887402832521135/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108887402832521135' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108887402832521135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108887402832521135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/07/moodtired-listening-to-air-con-buzzing.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108884226883071798</id><published>2004-07-03T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T16:11:08.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: stressed!!&lt;br /&gt;listening to: someday by nickelback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! sorry just dropped by to tell everyone that part two will be up AFTER THE EXAMS! hehe. oh yeah and pls stop the tagboard war can. the euro doesn't affect us in any way, we don't stand to lose or gain from it do we? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108884226883071798?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108884226883071798/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108884226883071798' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108884226883071798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108884226883071798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/07/mood-stressed-listening-to-someday-by.html' title=''/><author><name>michirooooooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14060891283130709948</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-7106913.post-108867170999814450</id><published>2004-07-01T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T16:48:30.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: tired&lt;br /&gt;listening to: heal the world-michael jackson[yesyes. jacko wacko]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's everyone!?! a good answer would be buried under a big pile of assesment books...heh. Have to admit. I'm turning into a Melody too! ;) Anyhoos Sze, i heard Winnie So's going on the Hong Kong trip as well... Like erm ok... So who's hosting Jap students? Oh and Mich, where's part two of the story?!!! Haha/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108867170999814450?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108867170999814450/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108867170999814450' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108867170999814450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108867170999814450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/07/mood-tired-listening-to-heal-world.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108832527359153730</id><published>2004-06-27T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T16:34:33.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: stoning&lt;br /&gt;listening to: There is None Like You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay actually Michelle was supposed to do the first part, but since she hasn't, I'll do the first part and you do the second part okay michelle?? I can't hold it in any longer.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date is the twenty-sixth of June. The day is Saturday. The time is 6.00 PM. He sits in the MRT that has just reached Changi Airport MRT Station. The doors have long since opened, leaving the way for him unobstructed. The only obstacle in his way now is making the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has made it thus far, out of his house and down the entire MRT line to get to the airport. And now, it is so difficult just to take the few steps out of the train. His mind is in turmoil. He is struggling with his feelings. What should he do? Sitting right across from the open doors, he toys with his handphone. He knows all the details: Terminal 1, Gate 16, Flight QF 6. All he needs is the willpower to get there. It's so easy. He just has to stand up and march out of this train which is going to close its doors at any minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did he ever come? It was so stupid. He didn't care anymore. She'd never notice if he was there or not. All he would accomplish would be making a fool of himself. But he'd admitted to himself, he was still madly in love with her. He couldn't let her go just like that. She was still very much a part of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remembering how much she meant to him gave him renewed courage and boldness. Adrenaline flooded his body as he stood up and made a dash through the adjoining carriages and out the door. &lt;i&gt;I'm coming,&lt;/i&gt; he thought to her, &lt;i&gt;wait for me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For part two, BUG MICHELLE TAN FOR IT!!! The true story will be revealed after part two. Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108832527359153730?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108832527359153730/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108832527359153730' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108832527359153730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108832527359153730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-stoning-listening-to-there-is_27.html' title=''/><author><name>joynandyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791895302954939431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.boomspeed.com/rejoyce/53364113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108817502795534119</id><published>2004-06-25T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T22:50:27.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: madly in love!! *swoon*&lt;br /&gt;listening to: my bro jamming on his electric guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh i love lampard i love lampard i love lampard!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108817502795534119?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108817502795534119/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108817502795534119' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108817502795534119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108817502795534119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-madly-in-love-swoon-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>michirooooooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14060891283130709948</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108813435017359283</id><published>2004-06-25T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T11:32:30.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: shocked&lt;br /&gt;listening to: err.. the windchime tinkling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u believe it? Portugal beat England(2-2).. just when I had decided to support England.. ahh..I mean theyre just as good..but too bad the penalty worked against them. sighhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108813435017359283?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108813435017359283/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108813435017359283' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108813435017359283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108813435017359283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-shocked-listening-to-err.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108803764617678570</id><published>2004-06-24T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T08:40:46.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: stressed&lt;br /&gt;listening to: cars on the PIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so dead!! im entire math assignment is 7/8 blank!!! boo.lets see.. there is log.. and..sets.. and.. coordinate geometry.. and linear inequalities and stuff that are as shitty.. bleaghxx. guess what? i saw mrs kwok and kris and 2 other band people when i was at the airport yesterday!! cool huh?!!! whee....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108803764617678570?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108803764617678570/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108803764617678570' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108803764617678570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108803764617678570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-stressed-listening-to-cars-on-pie.html' title=''/><author><name>-da*bra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938570666624661047</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-7106913.post-108799438433673439</id><published>2004-06-23T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T20:39:44.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:relaxed&lt;br /&gt;listening to:my parents talking to a car sales person&lt;br /&gt;cool man... oh i just printed out the history projects.. feel good abt it.  ok let's have a poll abt the euro2004.. i place my bets of this quart final between england and portugal on portugal!!! the underdogs might win.. i mean like england is good and the chelse guy is even coming back!! like woo-hoo for england!! oh yes this reminds me.. the wimbledeon is coming up!!! yes yes yes!!!! and i think i'll be inspired to play once more... i'll aim to be the next asian talent michael chang the female version.. hahahaha... anyway.. the holidays are finishing fast.. my gosh.. this june holiday is one of the most uneventful hols of the year!!! i mean like yeah totally i never felt that bored durig my birthday.. i was singing!! goodness!!!! what was i thinking??!!! yeah but on the bright side i got goooooood jap foood!!! hahaha... anyway i'm so crazy over food guess i jus take after my mum.. u know she dreams abt the food she wants to eat the next day!! there was once i was so influenced by her.. i dreamt that i was eating something which i forgot and bit my tongue in my sleep... oh then i woke my myself yelping in pain... so maluating... oh well.. u never know what to expect next with my family... hehehe... ok gtg..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108799438433673439?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108799438433673439/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108799438433673439' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108799438433673439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108799438433673439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodrelaxed-listening-tomy-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>cowwie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07513378891051684686</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-7106913.post-108798189147362826</id><published>2004-06-23T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T17:11:31.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: -nil-&lt;br /&gt;listening to: the sound of silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad huh we all. only me and cowwie and cassie's been blogging. :(...but do not fret, my dears, the happy campers are coming back from st. john's island today...! whee~ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108798189147362826?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108798189147362826/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108798189147362826' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108798189147362826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108798189147362826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-nil-listening-to-sound-of-silence.html' title=''/><author><name>michirooooooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14060891283130709948</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-7106913.post-108797193636589964</id><published>2004-06-23T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T14:25:36.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:hyperrr!&lt;br /&gt;listening to:beyonce knowles-crazy in loveee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...everyones at camp? ok.. thats kinda sad..sharon, who r u supporting for euro 04 . So u wont be gg to Australia anymore?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108797193636589964?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108797193636589964/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108797193636589964' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108797193636589964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108797193636589964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodhyperrr-listening-tobeyonce.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108791224676442561</id><published>2004-06-22T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T21:50:46.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:grilled beef kebaks&lt;br /&gt;listening to:rushing water&lt;br /&gt;aiya.. apparently this computer of mine is not very user-friendly and i am very careless... u know the usual but if u canunderstand or rather decipher what i am typing then its ok. like yeah.. i know i have bad typing skills is because i tend to look at the keyboard then the screen. he kuang i don't have the habit of looking up to check me stuff which is pretty bad..so yeah.. get it. oh and erm i jus received bad news. the aussie immigration thing came back. they said we couldn't go. reason.. very complicated don't wana make this post long. aiya but it the end everything turns out long.. u know me.. i just type whatever then pops in me brain.. ok.. i have to go for harry potter lessons. i surrender. eh u have to pardon me.. i ain't no fan. i am just a movie buff. like i claim i love lotr but i haven't even touched the book yet. how lousy! anw, u have to forgive if my hearing fails me... i heard scampus well it souns like a beta name than scabbers. oh ppl who read the book tell it. and err... i am bored...........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108791224676442561?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108791224676442561/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108791224676442561' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108791224676442561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108791224676442561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodgrilled-beef-kebaks-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>cowwie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07513378891051684686</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-7106913.post-108788913784824307</id><published>2004-06-22T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T15:25:37.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: stressed&lt;br /&gt;listening to: faint voices talking to each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyya girls. im at my dad's office now...i discovered that his table is MUCH messier than mine...somemore he keep nagging at me to tidy my table up....*grumble* anyhoww. have been doing a maths the whole day...and log, of all things...which explains my mood, of course. har. ok i gotta go NOW [again] so cyaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108788913784824307?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108788913784824307/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108788913784824307' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108788913784824307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108788913784824307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-stressed-listening-to-faint.html' title=''/><author><name>michirooooooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14060891283130709948</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-7106913.post-108786901807045072</id><published>2004-06-22T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T09:50:18.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:happy that i woke up at 8.30am!&lt;br /&gt;listening to:if you come to me[atomic kitten]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well just gonna type a very fast one.. erm sharon is the rat in harry potter called Scabbers or Scampus? I thought its the former, but oh well, nvm.. haha.Ok, this blog seems very     . Either everyone's studying, or overseas..aiyah.. but the so-called hols are almost ending already, so they shldnt really be overseas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway Mich, the morientes guy is playing for which country. Issit Spain? but anyway Spain's out of the tournament right, so you wont be seeing him much I guess.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea ppl,what did u give ur dad for Father's Day. Or did u completely forget it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108786901807045072?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108786901807045072/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108786901807045072' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108786901807045072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108786901807045072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodhappy-that-i-woke-up-at-8.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108782991031009389</id><published>2004-06-21T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T22:58:30.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: same lah&lt;br /&gt;listening to: same lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! i forgot to talk about euro 2004...my bro recommended this guy, Morientes? my bro thinks he's the MOST handsome one in the whole...er. competition. yeah so he told me 2 look out 4 him and now im telling YOU! okk my dad wants me 2 shove it NOW so byeeeeeeee!!!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108782991031009389?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108782991031009389/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108782991031009389' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108782991031009389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108782991031009389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-same-lah-listening-to-same-lah-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>michirooooooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14060891283130709948</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-7106913.post-108782967587738873</id><published>2004-06-21T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T22:54:35.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: hurried, anxious, etc [coz im gonna haf 2 shove it soon]&lt;br /&gt;listening to: the sound of silence...i wish i was listening to "Without You" by CLAY AIKEN and kimberly locke instead. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys. i realise that this blog is quite uncaring. why aren't we "replying" to what our other rtol-ers say? i mean this is OUR blog, not YOUR blog. yeah? so juz a genteel reminder yuppers. ok...speaking of replying...i realised that nobody has answered our dearest editor's questions about the harry potter thing. the thing is, sharon, we were talking about BK 4, and the prisoner of azkaban is BK 3. must start going 4 harry potter lessons already huh. okie okie most of u are at cca leaders camp now right...so that leaves the rest of us to blog...and sharon, what's wrong with your fingers? why do u keep having typos? okok will go and swoon over clay aiken now....see ya suckers! [sorry i keep calling u that but...hey, its fun! :)] &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108782967587738873?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108782967587738873/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108782967587738873' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108782967587738873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108782967587738873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-hurried-anxious-etc-coz-im-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>michirooooooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14060891283130709948</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-7106913.post-108780350742422475</id><published>2004-06-21T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T15:38:27.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:omg!&lt;br /&gt;listening to:silence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what ppl, portugal beat spain! 1-0 , in yesterdays euro2004 match.. thats like soo great!!!!!!currently I support Portugal, but if Portugal and England were to play, I'd probably support England, although I think Portugal is better&gt;because they have Cristiano Ronaldo and they also have the older players. But then England also has good players.. so mayb after second thought, England is better? ahh.. but who cares.. haha.. Anyway, how are your holidays coming along.. I am starting to panic!lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108780350742422475?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108780350742422475/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108780350742422475' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108780350742422475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108780350742422475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodomg-listening-tosilence-guess-what.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108772754750271962</id><published>2004-06-20T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T18:32:27.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:perfect 10&lt;br /&gt;listening to:stewed beef&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i just a great inspiration to write an article abt the most happening stuff going on.. guess.. oh anw.. its the hunk array.. EURO2004!!!!  here goes:&lt;br /&gt;crazy abt euro2004 but the irony of me having the inability to catch any of the soccer mania. How frustrating!!! oh ofcourse i have to admit part of the desire of watching it is to fulfill every girl's satisfaction.  the HUNK APPETITE! hahaha... i mean, face it. a girl will always be a girl at heart. you see a suave-looking guy, u get a bit a tipsy. isn't true?? uless you're abnormal swooning over the wrong gender. oh don't u fid euro200 a reality show for choosing the most all rounded perfect model guy for choices of husband. awesome looks! deeeeep pockets for you enjoy the exqusite treasures and pleasures of the world (pls be reminded these articles are to taken lightly. Christian value: store our treasures in heaven not earth hor...) and lastly a stable income. if you're jobless, no fear. you have a huge bank acct behind you. and with your hubby's excellent soccer skills (i.e ronaldino), you don't have to further frown over your boy's future.  Just ask him to hone the skills from his father and wa-la u've produced a line a of superb soccer players. this applies for any marriage between you and a famous sport personnel hor...&lt;br /&gt;but euro2004 isn't only abt the hotties. it is also abt enjoying the thilling action and the intense anticipation of the heart-pounding football matches.  Once a striker is on fire, you start to slowly lift your butt of the couch and cheer and chant"goal goal goal" but usually 85% of the time its a false alarm.  Then let's say that Owen scores for England, the crowd automatically makes a joyful din. you'll hear things like" YES!" "GOAL Ah!! or the most annoying " YAY!! Money Come..." hahahaha.. don't you quite agree with me? especially the ah jeks, always say " ai seh! sui sui sia!" "hao qiu! da de hao! lai he jiu he jiu!"&lt;br /&gt;i have then termed euro2004 a hypertension-giver, heart-atacker-starter and a world of fantasies.  euro2004 makes people go boloney!!&lt;br /&gt;However i have to strongly reccomend euro2004. if u're looking for some good clean action-packed enjoyment, switch on the tv late at night tune to channel 5 and pumpthe adreline.  and a word of unholy advice, place your bets on any england germany and france and germany matches, they play well.  soak into the fever of euro2004 dears!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;editor,&lt;br /&gt;cowwie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108772754750271962?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108772754750271962/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108772754750271962' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108772754750271962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108772754750271962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodperfect-10-listening-tostewed-beef.html' title=''/><author><name>cowwie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07513378891051684686</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-7106913.post-108756633626190622</id><published>2004-06-18T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T21:45:36.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;listening to: n.e.r.d - she wants to move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people! I sent this to your inbox too, but just for public preview, here's another copy. It's really worth pondering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you believe in God when you have never see, touch, hear, feel and smell God? &lt;br /&gt;An atheist professor of philosophy speaks to his class on the problem science has with God, the Almighty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asks one of his new Christian students to stand and..... &lt;br /&gt;Professor: You are a Christian, aren't you, son? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student :  Yes, sir. &lt;br /&gt;Prof: So you believe in God? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Absolutely, sir. &lt;br /&gt;Prof: Is God good? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Sure. &lt;br /&gt;Prof: Is God all-powerful? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes. &lt;br /&gt;Prof: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is this God good then? Hmm? &lt;br /&gt;(Student is silent.) &lt;br /&gt;Prof: You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, young fella. Is God good? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student :Yes. &lt;br /&gt;Prof: Is Satan good? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : No. &lt;br /&gt;Prof: Where does Satan come from? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : From...God... &lt;br /&gt;Prof: That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes. &lt;br /&gt;Prof: Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything. Correct? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes. &lt;br /&gt;Prof: So who created evil? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Student does not answer.) &lt;br /&gt;Prof: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student :Yes, sir. &lt;br /&gt;Prof: So, who created them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Student has no answer.) &lt;br /&gt;Prof: Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son...Have you ever seen God? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student:   No, sir. &lt;br /&gt;Prof: Tell us if you have ever heard your God? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : No , sir. &lt;br /&gt;Prof: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't. &lt;br /&gt;Prof: Yet you still believe in Him? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes. &lt;br /&gt;Prof: According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your GOD doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Nothing. I only have my faith. &lt;br /&gt;Prof: Yes. Faith. And that is the problem science has. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Professor, is there such a thing as heat? &lt;br /&gt;Prof: Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : And is there such a thing as cold? &lt;br /&gt;Prof: Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : No sir. There isn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.) &lt;br /&gt;Student : Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don't have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.) &lt;br /&gt;Student : What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness? &lt;br /&gt;Student : You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light....But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and  it's called darkness, isn't it? In reality, darkness isn't. If it were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: So what is the point you are making, young man? &lt;br /&gt;Student : Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: Flawed? Can you explain how? &lt;br /&gt;Student : Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God.You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure.Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do. &lt;br /&gt;Student :  Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument is going.) &lt;br /&gt;Student : Since no one has ever observed the process of  evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavour,  are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The class is in uproar.) &lt;br /&gt;Student : Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's brain? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The class breaks out into laughter.) &lt;br /&gt;Student : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's brain, felt it, touched or smelt it?.....No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face unfathomable.) &lt;br /&gt;Prof: I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : That is it sir.. The link between man &amp; god is FAITH. That is all that keeps things moving &amp; alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108756633626190622?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108756633626190622/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108756633626190622' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108756633626190622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108756633626190622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-thoughtful-listening-to-n.html' title=''/><author><name>joynandyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791895302954939431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.boomspeed.com/rejoyce/53364113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108752960090299770</id><published>2004-06-18T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T11:33:20.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:tired-y&lt;br /&gt;listening to: some weird song by busted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.. im bored. maybe i should move to bloggger. lalala.~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108752960090299770?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108752960090299770/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108752960090299770' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108752960090299770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108752960090299770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodtired-y-listening-to-some-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>-da*bra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938570666624661047</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-7106913.post-108747227343718510</id><published>2004-06-17T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T19:37:53.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:not very appealing&lt;br /&gt;listening to:some nut below my cousin's hse going beeboh../bent&lt;br /&gt;hello ppl... well i have the weirdest dream of late.  i can't exactly remembered what the details were only a vague and flashes of memories.. oh well i went to watch harry potter today with my cousins (toenail incident *uh-huh*) yeah then i recalled louisa and evryone talking abt the asian girl chong ching?? apparently i didn't see her nor the match between the three schools. Hogsmead and blah blah.. i am so confused... can someone explain unless the cinemas at GV cut out some part.  and nobody died when Sze mentioned it.. what is going on??? oh anw it's so typical and cliche that black is not the killer but the real twist was SCAMPUS!!!! ron is hilarious... but i should say that the cast of hp have indeed grown a lot compared to soccerer stone and chamber of secrets.  oh well (again) i duno what to say anymore so byebye... no articles today.. no inspiration.. hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108747227343718510?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108747227343718510/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108747227343718510' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108747227343718510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108747227343718510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodnot-very-appealing-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>cowwie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07513378891051684686</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-7106913.post-108745229104354267</id><published>2004-06-17T14:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T14:04:51.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: hungry&lt;br /&gt;listening to: some lousy jay chou song on mtv which my friend is swooning over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyy! am at my fren's house now...we're supposed 2 b studying but OBVIOUSLY we're not...haha..yay! going 4 bowling afterwards...with my family that is...yuppers. ok gonna eat lunch now so...see ya suckers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108745229104354267?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108745229104354267/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108745229104354267' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108745229104354267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108745229104354267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-hungry-listening-to-some-lousy.html' title=''/><author><name>michirooooooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14060891283130709948</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-7106913.post-108744442047518353</id><published>2004-06-17T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T11:53:40.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>catdog CATdog [catdog] a lonely little world with a little catdog CATdog [catdog] a lonely little world with a little catdog!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so farny. my bro singing the song while i'm typing it. well wanda i second that motion; damn sian at home! but parents are like your exams coming already arh better study! wanda you no exams meh? eh you're online i ask you. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay you're not responding. anyway gotta go back to studying now. or not. today's supposed to be geog, amaths and bio which is not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone besides liz and me going cca leaders camp? somebody provide us with the details? or else we'll like gatecrash at school at 6AM so we don't miss the bus or something. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's supporting england for euro? ME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108744442047518353?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108744442047518353/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108744442047518353' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108744442047518353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108744442047518353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/catdog-catdog-catdog-lonely-little.html' title=''/><author><name>joynandyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791895302954939431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.boomspeed.com/rejoyce/53364113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108744282142429851</id><published>2004-06-17T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T11:27:01.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:weird. nvm.. deedeedee.&lt;br /&gt;listening to:theme song for catdog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really bored. what happened to outings?? boo!! im bored. really!! i &lt;s&gt;want&lt;/s&gt; need an outing!!! -sobs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108744282142429851?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108744282142429851/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108744282142429851' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108744282142429851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108744282142429851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodweird.html' title=''/><author><name>-da*bra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938570666624661047</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-7106913.post-108737910845415241</id><published>2004-06-16T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T17:49:03.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: tired mentally and physically&lt;br /&gt;listening to: /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;packed my camp bag finally! stuffed 4 days worth of clothes and essentials.. thankgod it's a dormitory-based camp otherwise i'll die :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the history discussion today.. quite 'cool' if you know what i mean.. the "self-proclaimed" editor, none other than sharon herself and me started a heated debate on what equality means.. and how it's linked to communism.. haha.. anyway we really have to hurry. the deadline's on the 1st day of school and we have only just started the rough skeleton of the project :|..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ parents coming back today! YAY! but i'm leaving for camp tomorrow .. grrs! and i'll be rushed off for the next one on monday.. can't even get a decent rest.. this one the yLC ends on suday.. late afternoon and the st john's lsland one on monday.. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went out with sharon! want to really thank her.. she's really ice you know. though she had to meet her friends but she still accompanied me and tried to make me feel included. TQ sharon! haha.. ate at yoshinoya.. quite yummy but i was full the rice's really filling. i bet sharon will agree with me :) then we went on to but my 1litre water bottle.. it's transparent with a bluish tinge.. i love it! haha and it's really reasonable - $4.90.. better than the expensive ones at the sporting shops. hehe. i'm thrifty. :) anyways. we went to marche's for awhile to join her friends.. they are ex-ny .. 6H really lame and crappy and funny.. the usual. but it's weet that they still have class gatherings. my class doesn't anymore or not that i know of :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells got to go maybe i will go and swim.. the water looks really inviting.. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108737910845415241?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108737910845415241/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108737910845415241' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108737910845415241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108737910845415241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-tired-mentally-and-physically.html' title=''/><author><name>Sze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10563904588155524494</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-7106913.post-108730850262510540</id><published>2004-06-15T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T22:08:22.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:a poached potato&lt;br /&gt;listening to:* u guys wldn't believe* Josh Groban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... this is the first time i have posted something eversince this blog has been set up. pretty cool~ dadada... oh well somehow i never seem to catch the action at the tagboard.. pretty disheartening.. dotz.. anyway i just told jia hui to shut up online as this post marks my prescence in this blog rather than existing there as cowwie.. oh man guess what i just the groban cd and have ben listening to it for the 5th consecutive night.. very soothing.. to all those who think i am a die-hard rock and pop fan.. music is music... a very exquisite formof art that is very and widely appreciated globally.. well well don't i feel like a philosopher here... hehehe... just want to make a an obvious comment abt the days.. it is bloody hot *british slang* these feel days.. my mood describes it all..actually i don't think a potato describes it all.. it's like being barbequed or grilled to perfection. well a slab of meat=sharon.  oh last night i have made a very life-changing decision.. i've decided to marry a Japanese CHEF!!!! i figured i am so in love with the Japanese cuicine and i am dead set on marrying a  chef of rich Japanese culinary skills.  Oh then in exchange i will just buy the ready-to-make mac-cheese. it's an all-time-favourite!!! then to continue.. i will also teach him many other dishes of mine.  like the simple steamed brocolli with braised oyster sauce with meat chips in it. take note my husband has to an authentic japanese chef.. strictly japanese. the respoosibility of introducing mew styles of dishes will be selfidhly mine. then withmy vivid ad wild imagination/creatvity together we will set up a restaurant selling fusion food trying to pry open the tight doors of japanese fast food.  then i figured we will be the next Mcd or Burger King or KFC or maybe defeating the champions of local japanese fast fod oulets such as Mos Burger and Yoshinoya.  my ideas are flooding my head.. there are of course more dishes stirring within my brain other than the 2 silly diishes of vegetables and macaroni.. although i may seem to appear wonderously ignorant to the cooking world that all women are supposedly to explore it once.  i also learn from my best companion my mother. she cooks well only to a dismay of mine that i am like that. so uninterested in doing the preparation and cleaning up. i am only well trained in messing things up therefore my special cullinary skill is stir-fry.  it's like tossing and turning lifeting the pan abit just to show off.  getting the fire onto the food only ends up in the food being badly burnt.well that's why i need a chef as a husband. well this very short "article" only goes to show my business-like mind.  and my business i have set up such as the make-shift tampons and pads cart-shops have failed terribly due to negligence and over-sight.  before i end i have something very important to annouce. i will hereby appoint myself as the editor of wacky and absurd news of this very prestigious blog of the royal LADIES OF THE RECTANGULAR TABLE. aiya i cahngedthe order but it makes sense. that's all for now. signing off!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108730850262510540?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108730850262510540/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108730850262510540' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108730850262510540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108730850262510540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mooda-poached-potato-listening-to-u.html' title=''/><author><name>cowwie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07513378891051684686</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-7106913.post-108713616138892498</id><published>2004-06-13T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T22:16:01.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: &lt;font size="5"&gt;itchy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to: nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm positively dying. my legs itch so darn badly i can hardly bear it. even as i'm typing i'm itching to scratch - take one fingernail and just draw it up and down the length of my leg viciously, erasing all the itch...only to have it come back again. i'm positively dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway sze sze and i are going to paint the choir room tomorrow...as in monday, 14th June. anyone else going to sch on that day? you'll see sze sze and me high on paint sniffing. yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that...i itch. i itch. i itch i itch i itch like hell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108713616138892498?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108713616138892498/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108713616138892498' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108713616138892498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108713616138892498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-itchy-listening-to-nothing-im.html' title=''/><author><name>joynandyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791895302954939431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.boomspeed.com/rejoyce/53364113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108711884313706653</id><published>2004-06-13T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T17:27:23.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: a tinnsy winnsy bit happy .. yet unhappy..&lt;br /&gt;listening to: the fan whirring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhs! my parents gone off to melbourne! house to my own! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8am today.. ate breakfast (muesli with sliced bananas and milk) and proceeded to watch a little of the tapes me and my brother borrowed from the library.. beethoven the 2nd was fuzzy :| i didn't really like the naked gun 2 1/2 so we settled for toy story.. but me being fickle-minded as usual .. left my brother and went to read the sunday times.. saw an article on the abundant supply of durians! yum! Yum! anyone in rtol with me??? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to swim for 1/2h ..came back.. ate lunch( spicy fried rice) and the tobelrone chocs... watched a little of the Japan "TV champion" .. they had something about women being the most knowledgeable in desserts.. you know the recognise this taste! where is this from!+ i can't believe those women actually remember those names and tastes.. most be over a 1000!+ anyways, i proceeded to read an agatha christie novel "N or M song susie" something like that.. managed to finish it while guzzling myself with copious amounts of green tea..haha. oh yah! i did some history revisionon china for like 1/2hr .. wells.. looking forward for dinner.. my maid's making spaghetti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; alrightys! my dum dum recount of how my day went is over! ;P.. i'm a bit flurry in the head today :) sayonara! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108711884313706653?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108711884313706653/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108711884313706653' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108711884313706653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108711884313706653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-tinnsy-winnsy-bit-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Sze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10563904588155524494</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-7106913.post-108700649113365288</id><published>2004-06-12T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T10:14:51.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: *lalalaish&lt;br /&gt;listening to: some song i donno the title&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow! this blog's sure been active when i was away! took like ten minutes reading all the posts! this is such a holiday thing to do...but yeah rest assured liz it won't become a ghost blog. i don't think anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lost my voice...so i really can't talk right now. camp was ultra shitty but the kids were ultra cute...i feel like mother hen with all of them clamouring to sit on my lap. hahahahahha. so christine's off to germany in five days i hear! JEALOUS OF YA FREAK!! haha but you have a great time there and don't elope, okay? use the internet to send kisses to your honeybunny. mwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah liz, an outing you shall get. tho i won't give it to you. i can't talk. this sucks. every time i try to talk i cough and cough and cough. haha put that to britney's everytime. let me try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every time i try to talk&lt;br /&gt;i cough and cough and cough&lt;br /&gt;i feel so weak&lt;br /&gt;i guess i need some strepsils&lt;br /&gt;every time i see something funny&lt;br /&gt;i need to laugh&lt;br /&gt;but i just cough&lt;br /&gt;i guess i need some strepsils...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108700649113365288?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108700649113365288/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108700649113365288' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108700649113365288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108700649113365288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-lalalaish-listening-to-some-song.html' title=''/><author><name>joynandyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791895302954939431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.boomspeed.com/rejoyce/53364113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108700622318185411</id><published>2004-06-12T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T10:10:23.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: :|&lt;br /&gt;listening to: the birds squawing outside the balcony..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais.. early saturday morning..my dearest parents have decided to abndon me and my brother to honeymoon for the 4th time in Melbourne! ahhs! i'm stuck at home.. never mind.. my wunderful! papa decided to buy lots of food stuff .. haha.. rations so we will be in food heaven.. let me the list them :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- giant sized pack of tobelrone&lt;br /&gt;- strawberries *mmm!*&lt;br /&gt;- iced milo&lt;br /&gt;- bananas&lt;br /&gt;- apricots&lt;br /&gt;- hi-lo milk&lt;br /&gt;- frosties&lt;br /&gt;- kiwis&lt;br /&gt;- raisins&lt;br /&gt;- bangsar (some really nice sour stuff)&lt;br /&gt;- green apples&lt;br /&gt;- oranges&lt;br /&gt;- lots of ingredients to make spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;- hot dogs&lt;br /&gt;- fries&lt;br /&gt;- potato chips&lt;br /&gt;- double icing oreos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddd my favourite... pistachios..(2 huge packets)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh! the next time you people see me, i probably balloon up to a size XXL ..hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'll miss them.. my parents i mean.. and when i'm sad i can't take food as comfort.. i know some people binge when they are but i'm not one of those peeps..ahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells.. i guess all of you have seen loui's blog if not this is the url http://gurlcc.blogspot.com  haha.. gurl community centre.. the government will be so proud of her.. sadly it's cho chang.. u know that sweet- turned- 'oh so bratty girl in the harry potter series .. yuppers! gotta dash! byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108700622318185411?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108700622318185411/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108700622318185411' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108700622318185411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108700622318185411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-listening-to-birds-squawing.html' title=''/><author><name>Sze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10563904588155524494</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-7106913.post-108693323389708098</id><published>2004-06-11T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T13:53:53.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: annoyed&lt;br /&gt;listening to: dont stop moving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey peeps!woah. louies blog is so pink...haha.typical louie. anyway, im playing minesweepers wif laura. haha. well how cum grace isnt blogging. and christine doesnt even know we have a blog. liz, do u think we could link this blog to our personal blogs...so its more personalized. =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well what else to say.. gosh, i havent been studying at all. been slacking for the past few weeks.. omg! i totally do not like exams. I dont understand why ours werent cancelled. must be cos our dear sec 4 seniors let the school down last yr when they got to skip their mid yrs. ok mayb not all. mayb just those minority mean ppl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108693323389708098?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108693323389708098/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108693323389708098' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108693323389708098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108693323389708098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-annoyed-listening-to-dont-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108688017457439519</id><published>2004-06-10T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T00:37:23.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:annoyed(i think i'm always annoyed! maybe i need to see a psycologist as well...mich, call me along k?)&lt;br /&gt;listening to:are you gonna be my girl-jet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah mich. haha. ANyway, Jeanette's back? Then where is she?!! haha. Ooh Louisa, I think I know what's wrong, haha. Blogger doesn't like you... =P See, that's what happens to naughty kids! haha. So how about the outing? Or are Cassie and I the only bored people around?! Haha. So you &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;gurls post your comments about having another outing yar? and &lt;b&gt;DON'T LET THIS BECOME A GHOST &lt;s&gt;TOWN&lt;/s&gt;BLOG!!!&lt;/b&gt; haha. chows!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108688017457439519?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108688017457439519/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108688017457439519' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108688017457439519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108688017457439519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodannoyedi-think-im-always-annoyed.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108687720220816594</id><published>2004-06-10T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T22:20:02.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: i think u all shld noe by now&lt;br /&gt;listening to: same as just now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY HASN'T ANYONE ACKNOWLEDGED THAT I THE GREAT ONE CAME UP WITH THIS RTOL NAME HUH...??!! WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i can put pics up here ritez? lemme try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey...! i dunno how 2 put pics on...help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok neway i put up sum jap pics. go 2 www.michelles.mypicgallery.com kaez? alrighty as i said juz now...CYA SUCKERS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108687720220816594?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108687720220816594/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108687720220816594' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108687720220816594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108687720220816594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-i-think-u-all-shld-noe-by-now.html' title=''/><author><name>michirooooooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14060891283130709948</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-7106913.post-108687637378277559</id><published>2004-06-10T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T22:06:13.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: not feeling anything at the moment [why izzit always lyk dat?! i think i need 2 see a psychologist...]&lt;br /&gt;listening to: bring it on again...my sis is watching the vcd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helloooo everyone. I am back. bwahaha. ANYWAY today i witnessed louisa trying 2 get into this blog but failed [as usual]. so she created another blog, but has a blogger account. its "gurlcc.blogspot.com". guess wad cc stands 4........haha. it stands 4 cho chang, in case sum of u thot it was community centre. take szemin, 4 eg. "gurl community centre...!" *snigger* dats our szemin. ANYWAY [dat's e 2nd time i said dat...!] u all can go visit it lah. wow i think this is the longest one ive ever written...neway JEANETTE IS BACK!!! its party time!!! hahahaha. neway howz ur studying, st margs girls? im lyk...totally slacking...yuppers. okok i think i will crash now...cya suckers!! bwahaha &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108687637378277559?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108687637378277559/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108687637378277559' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108687637378277559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108687637378277559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-not-feeling-anything-at-moment_10.html' title=''/><author><name>michirooooooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14060891283130709948</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-7106913.post-108685567945867761</id><published>2004-06-10T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T16:21:19.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:happy&lt;br /&gt;listening to:accidentally in love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im super happy!!! like. SUPER! i handed in my work!! okay. nevermind. im doomed. doomed i say. my school nationals are coming... barely trained.. &lt;br /&gt;anyway.. my diaryland is superly screwed!! as in they are 'busy' with 'alot of people using' it. so i cant update.. .: i shall blog here:] . dahaha.&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=4286606831&amp;idx=6"&gt; here &lt;/a&gt; are some photos of me! few candid shots here and there for fun :] teehee. anyway..jeanette wong! where are you?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out!! i need outings.&lt;strong&gt;outings!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108685567945867761?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108685567945867761/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108685567945867761' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108685567945867761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108685567945867761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodhappy-listening-toaccidentally-in.html' title=''/><author><name>-da*bra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938570666624661047</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-7106913.post-108671065895231110</id><published>2004-06-08T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T00:04:18.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:slightly happier&lt;br /&gt;listening to:the fish tank making funny noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOoh! I see our dear Cookarache GraZi Grace Ong has finally accepted the blog invite! Haha. Which means save for Loui who refused to send an invite to herself and Christine who went off to Germany to elope, the whole RTOL has accepted the blog invites! Yay! Haha. Ok. I'm going mad... Anyway, want an outing again? Heh.ANd if we do, Louisa ENg, I WILL BEAT YOU IN BOWLING THIS TIME! Just that I was missing my granddaughter too much the last time.... Haha/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108671065895231110?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108671065895231110/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108671065895231110' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108671065895231110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108671065895231110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodslightly-happier-listening-tothe.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108667589052247510</id><published>2004-06-08T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T14:24:50.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: not feeling anything at the moment [again...!]&lt;br /&gt;listening to: the sound of silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello everybodaayyy!! its time 2 partayyy!!! haha kidding. sorry. well not exactly doing anything right now so came 2 blog. har. hey i haven't seen u guys 4 so long...! i can only look at ur pics and drool. hahahahahahahhahaha. nah juz joking. oooookk so im gonna buzz off for my lunch [korean noodles...dun cum and rubbish me by going "huh...not japanese noodles ah...?"] so c u guys around sooooooooooon!!! smwile :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108667589052247510?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108667589052247510/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108667589052247510' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108667589052247510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108667589052247510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-not-feeling-anything-at-moment_08.html' title=''/><author><name>michirooooooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14060891283130709948</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-7106913.post-108666797359904558</id><published>2004-06-08T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T12:12:53.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:slighty upset+worried+depressed&lt;br /&gt;listening to:my auntie/part-time cleaner yacking on the phone LOUDLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man. I'm damm annoyed with my aunty/part time cleaner now coz she's hogging the house phone so I can't check my phone bill and it my phoneline gets cut off it'll be her fault! HUMPH! Anyway Cassie, yeah. I'm quite bored actually. Haha. Trying to finish that mosterous stack of worksheets... Bleax. Kk. Going out with my church friend for lunch so blog later! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108666797359904558?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108666797359904558/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108666797359904558' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108666797359904558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108666797359904558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodslighty-upsetworrieddepressed.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108666364895244607</id><published>2004-06-08T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T11:00:48.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:freaking out that my ears are gonna blow soon!&lt;br /&gt;listening to: kiss me by sixpence none the richer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...yes jiahui.. I AM bored.. seems like liz is too.. haha.. yea, my room is unpacked although a tad bit messy..now we are having renovation works in my house.. its sooo messy.. u noe what, i think one of the construction workers peed in the lift yesterday.. ITS so GROSS! and the noise is sooo horrible... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108666364895244607?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108666364895244607/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108666364895244607' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108666364895244607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108666364895244607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodfreaking-out-that-my-ears-are.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108661148894484438</id><published>2004-06-07T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T20:31:28.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: not feeling anything at the moment [as usual]&lt;br /&gt;listening to: life for rent by dido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIZ!!! so u wanna tell us the rtol email add but dun wanna tell us the password lah...?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108661148894484438?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108661148894484438/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108661148894484438' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108661148894484438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108661148894484438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-not-feeling-anything-at-moment-as.html' title=''/><author><name>michirooooooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14060891283130709948</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-7106913.post-108658687839258405</id><published>2004-06-07T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T13:41:18.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: happy and i don't know why!!??&lt;br /&gt;listening to: my brain cells buzzing :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yooHhhoo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i'm in a hyper mood.. snacking on raisins and going to get some pistachios soon.. i looVe pistachios.. yum yum :) and they are healthy too! heard that marm??? healthy?? i am doing my job as a dietician/nutritionist kays.. oh yah, duck wing's gonna visit my "brother" + not the real one..sze jet+ soon right? in germany *winks* "he" told me he is looking forward to it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind back to reality.. finish the homework like finally!!! but i got all the weirdo weirdo answers for e maths paper and still have to finish that dum dum twelfth night which i have absolutely no deterination to! *hollers to jia*: ooI are you going to read it not?! haha..  and i still have to study for those dreadful mid years..arGGHs!!! louie's in thailand probably in shopping heaven..aahs.. lucky pigg! mich just came back from japan..hehe so glad to have her back except now i can't heard my voice that clearly in choir cos she's right next to me blasting her vocal cords with the sop2.'s tune and she can sight read.. understand the pitch whereas i am like virtually in the stone age of choir :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays enough crapping.. rtol peeps take care! and the st margs peeps too! byeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108658687839258405?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108658687839258405/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108658687839258405' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108658687839258405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108658687839258405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-happy-and-i-dont-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Sze</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10563904588155524494</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-7106913.post-108654407021806236</id><published>2004-06-07T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T01:47:50.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:hyper!&lt;br /&gt;listening to:my singing -beams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hyper! hyper hyper! hyper hyper! &lt;br /&gt;cant wait for the pics:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108654407021806236?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108654407021806236/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108654407021806236' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108654407021806236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108654407021806236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodhyper-listening-tomy-singing-beams.html' title=''/><author><name>-da*bra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938570666624661047</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-7106913.post-108653860860066008</id><published>2004-06-07T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T00:16:48.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/110_1016.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/320/110_1016.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our RTOL wacky shot!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108653860860066008?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108653860860066008/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108653860860066008' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108653860860066008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108653860860066008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/our-rtol-wacky-shot.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108653600567146433</id><published>2004-06-06T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T23:33:25.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a quick post to tell u guys that as obviously seen &lt;br /&gt;1) a tag board has been added but pls don't take that for granted and therefore stop blogging! &lt;br /&gt;2) we now have an emil which is rectangulartableofladies@hotmail.com coz rtol was taken up by some bloody lord of the rings fan... haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all people. Sharon's birthday pics will be up soon I promise you but I really gotta go bathe first! So see you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stinky lizzypoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108653600567146433?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108653600567146433/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108653600567146433' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108653600567146433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108653600567146433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/just-quick-post-to-tell-u-guys-that-as.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108653461254654147</id><published>2004-06-06T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T23:10:12.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:broke...!&lt;br /&gt;listening to:Canon in D-Pachebel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah... So lively ah this blog? Don't later term starts only ah become erm, ghost blog! Yeah! Ghost town, ghost blog! Ok, I'm going to add a tag board later and add some more pics. Really don't know what to say. Oh yeah! OUtings! YAY! I love outings! We &lt;b&gt;SHOULD&lt;/b&gt; go for outings more often! Lets plan another one! Haha. URGH. Liz hates mosquitos. Btw Wanda, about the taking food from me ah, I wanna go back to coffee bean and scold that stupid ass! He HAD to put a miserable amount of chocolate and whipped cream in my ice blend! URGH! As though the murder in Sportslink is not enough to scare people away from Westmall. Bah. Anyway, &lt;b&gt;LIZ WANTS AN OUTING&lt;/b&gt;!!!!&lt;insert riot-y music here... haha&gt;[and someone please say an outing you shall get...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108653461254654147?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108653461254654147/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108653461254654147' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108653461254654147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108653461254654147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodbroke.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108644211233171008</id><published>2004-06-05T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T21:28:32.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: excited&lt;br /&gt;listening to: some funny song...seven nation army i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cassie, you bored at home issit? your room unpacked already?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108644211233171008?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108644211233171008/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108644211233171008' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108644211233171008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108644211233171008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-excited-listening-to-some-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>joynandyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791895302954939431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.boomspeed.com/rejoyce/53364113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108643650689766565</id><published>2004-06-05T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T19:55:06.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:sigh&lt;br /&gt;listening to:britney spears toxic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. is there still gonna be anymore outings?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108643650689766565?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108643650689766565/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108643650689766565' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108643650689766565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108643650689766565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodsigh-listening-tobritney-spears.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108642117753477799</id><published>2004-06-05T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T15:39:37.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: not feeling anything at the moment *stoning*&lt;br /&gt;listening to: jiahui crapping&lt;br /&gt;dictated by: michelle&lt;br /&gt;typed by: jiahui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harloe! i'm finally on rtol blog. yay. uhhh...yeah. so hows life? japan was fun...and expensive. btw, i am THE ONE who came up with this name (RTOL). so you all must thank me! don't have to clap thank you. uhhh...hmmm. (jiahui's already giving me flowers) (NO I'M NOT!) (*bish* michelle shuts jiahui up) Yes she's giving me flowers. *blows kiss* thank you thank you *waves hand in that superstar way* that's it for 'michelle's superstar life'! byeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108642117753477799?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108642117753477799/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108642117753477799' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108642117753477799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108642117753477799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-not-feeling-anything-at-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>michirooooooo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14060891283130709948</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-7106913.post-108641032321754437</id><published>2004-06-05T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T12:38:43.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:doomed-ly?&lt;br /&gt;listening to:now that you are near-hillsongs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIZZYPOO!! update the pics and the video for sharon's b'day.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108641032321754437?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108641032321754437/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108641032321754437' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108641032321754437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108641032321754437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mooddoomed-ly-listening-tonow-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-da*bra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938570666624661047</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-7106913.post-108636310308987491</id><published>2004-06-04T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T23:31:43.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: hyper and very, very happy&lt;br /&gt;listening to: silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys!! i just went for the soweto gospel choir concert and it just about rocked!! the africans were so enthusiastic in their dancing and singing it just about made me want to jump out of me seat and dance with them! (which, in fact, i did, which caused a lot of embarrassment, but if you want, i can tell the story.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm honoured to be the almighty saver of springy onions!! they're victims worthy of saving!! because they add flavour to tofu!! and once again, happy birthday sharon!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all of you who missed it..."nyeah nyeah nyeah" - quote lizlaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you all are doing fine and please pray for Louisa as she jets off to Thailand...sawadika!! Oh, and for Christine as she jets off to Germany with her favourite phrase: Ich mag kein Gemuese! Which means I don't like vegetables. Oh, and her german boyfriend. Pray that Liz doesn't have a nervous breakdown when they elope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tataz for now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108636310308987491?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108636310308987491/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108636310308987491' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108636310308987491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108636310308987491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-hyper-and-very-very-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>joynandyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791895302954939431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.boomspeed.com/rejoyce/53364113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108636303659307229</id><published>2004-06-04T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T23:30:36.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: hyper and very, very happy&lt;br /&gt;listening to: silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys!! i just went for the soweto gospel choir concert and it just about rocked!! the africans were so enthusiastic in their dancing and singing it just about made me want to jump out of me seat and dance with them! (which, in fact, i did, which caused a lot of embarrassment, but if you want, i can tell the story.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm honoured to be the almighty saver of springy onions!! they're victims worthy of saving!! because they add flavour to tofu!! and once again, happy birthday sharon!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all of you who missed it..."nyeah nyeah nyeah" - quote lizlaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you all are doing fine and please pray for Louisa as she jets off to Thailand...sawadika!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108636303659307229?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108636303659307229/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108636303659307229' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108636303659307229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108636303659307229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-hyper-and-very-very-happy_04.html' title=''/><author><name>joynandyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791895302954939431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.boomspeed.com/rejoyce/53364113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108633397584506668</id><published>2004-06-04T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T15:27:18.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:sad&lt;br /&gt;listening to:random shouts and ramblings of my bootcamp mates. and accidentally in love:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. i really wanna go to sharons house. im so sad. i just realised that my mommy would have let me stay over at sharons house, if not for the stupid entreprenuershit shit. bleaghx. im sad. boohoo. &lt;font size=+1&gt; shrek 2 rocks my socks&lt;/font size&gt;  dadada. and &lt;font size=+1&gt; happy birthday sharon!!!&lt;/font size&gt; sorry i couldnt make it. thanks for the movie anyway:] oh. have i mentioned about jia hui being the almighty saver of springy onions? haha. its was ridiculously hilarious.[from what i saw and heard].anyway,as we all know, agadeshi tofu has spring onions, which jia called springy onions. liz ordered them and we started loading off her. -grins. then jia tried picking them up. pick pick pick.. then one fell over the the bowl thing and jia was like "no no no". and she ~saved it. -applause!!  haha. so we gave her the name almighty saver of springy onions. isnt that cool? haha. &lt;br /&gt;im still stuck in ntu. how dreadfully disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-da*bra out:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108633397584506668?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108633397584506668/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108633397584506668' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108633397584506668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108633397584506668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodsad-listening-torandom-shouts-and.html' title=''/><author><name>-da*bra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938570666624661047</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-7106913.post-108632940069229185</id><published>2004-06-04T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T14:10:00.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: bleahx-iee&lt;br /&gt;listening to: evanescence-everybody's fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sharons house in the morning.. her house is so big! haha.. too bad liz missed the cake, and so did sze-apparently sick at home and mich and the whole load of u guys who were AWOL? no lah.. not AWOL.. well, just not present! actually we intended to play tennis, but in the end ended up watching minority report cos of the rain.. aargh, that show is soo freaky. actually, i think all steven spielberg movies are! heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108632940069229185?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108632940069229185/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108632940069229185' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108632940069229185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108632940069229185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-bleahx-iee-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108632888973272075</id><published>2004-06-04T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T14:01:29.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: happy&lt;br /&gt;listening to: heal the world and elisabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at kristen's house now. helping her fix her guitar. Jia and Sharon: I was late this morning! and i had to take a bus coz there wasnt any cab! grr.. then i ran all the way over the bridge andup to history homeroom which is on like the sec one level?!! luckily i didnt hyperventilate. haha. anyway, &lt;b&gt;SHREK 2 ROX!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way Louisa, I don't understand this. I gave Sze my pw, she managed to get in. Jia gave Sharon her pw and she too managed to get in. But when i give you my pw, you just CAN'T get in!!! WHY?!?!?!?! ARGH!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, apple aloe vera from fruit tree rox! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108632888973272075?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108632888973272075/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108632888973272075' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108632888973272075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108632888973272075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-happy-listening-to-heal-world-and.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108631559925104150</id><published>2004-06-04T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T10:19:59.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: lalalalaish&lt;br /&gt;listening to: i believe by tata young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiahui has done it!!! jiahui has gotten sharon into rtol!!! and now she can post here when she comes online...which won't be very often. hahaha. okay everyone, &lt;font size="6"&gt;Happy Birthday Sharon!!!&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font size="5"&gt;SHREK2 ROCKS!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108631559925104150?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108631559925104150/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108631559925104150' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108631559925104150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108631559925104150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-lalalalaish-listening-to-i.html' title=''/><author><name>cowwie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07513378891051684686</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-7106913.post-108608537205255339</id><published>2004-06-01T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T18:22:52.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: anxious&lt;br /&gt;listening to: bye bye bye - nsync&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people please pray for the sky and that it won't rain tonight or my church youth and me are gonna get soaked when we go night cycling and then we'll all just fall sick and everyone will be upset because we were all looking forward to this night so badly so let's just pray that it doesn't rain and that God blows all the clouds away yarh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway haha i shall say everything in ultra long sentences today without punctuation for which the english teachers will murder me but what do i care anyway so glad sze finally got in and yeah it's true i was pretending to be enraptured in the music by closing my eyes and frowning slightly to feign intensity - but really i was just trying to sleep discreetly mwahaha and somehow sze was in love with soursop last night soursop drink and soursop desert and then when she ordered she asked for sourSOAP so the cashier was like huh and we were laughing so badly so that was last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now we're only pending sharon michelle christine louisa and grace you guys better hurry up and join this blog before your invite expires yeah hope to see you all at sharon's party on the third till then take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108608537205255339?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108608537205255339/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108608537205255339' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108608537205255339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108608537205255339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-anxious-listening-to-bye-bye-bye.html' title=''/><author><name>joynandyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791895302954939431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.boomspeed.com/rejoyce/53364113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108608475890929154</id><published>2004-06-01T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T18:12:38.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:wierd. upset coz doreen yeo scolded me on the phone! &lt;br /&gt;listening to:the thunder roaring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn. doreen yeo scolded me on the phone! dammit. Ok, I just forgot that card and she had to be all sarcastic about it. Getting me more and more pissed. Darn. Ooh, I heard what happened to the sec 4s. Bad bad bad. Ok, it's raining now. Dammit! It's making me feel depressed!!!! ARGH!!! Why the hell do i feel like crying now?! argh. Feeling so miserable... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. I was supposed to post this like really long ago but i started debating with myself about whether to post the paragraph after this and it's after effects. And after thinking back on what happened last year, i decided not to. And anyhoos, I'm still pretty moody. I give up. I shall say this once and for all: &lt;b&gt;LIZ NEEDS SCHOOL!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108608475890929154?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108608475890929154/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108608475890929154' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108608475890929154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108608475890929154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/moodwierd.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108607685477008370</id><published>2004-06-01T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T16:00:54.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:&lt;br /&gt;listening to: the fax machine buzzing like an irrittaing bee.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells.. i finalley got in..haha.. anyways the photo doesn't have my face..boos :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermms.. let's see.. what's new.. yesterday went for the acjc concert..haha.. me and jai were almost dozing off.. hehe.. but as jia puts it.. we  or she rather, managed to put on a face (with eyes closed) that somehow portrays  her enjoying the music..haah .. oh yah, the soursop desert at raffles city rocks :) and i also bought the food liz marm wanted.. :P.. like real..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real stuff... u should look at the amount of work the teachers gave us.. especially for maths!!! i can't believe it.. i think teher's not even enough time to revise! aaargh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays.. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah moi the nutrtionist(i cater teh meals whenever we dine at the rectangualar table.. you know!) ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108607685477008370?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108607685477008370/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: *blowing nosey AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;listening to: some dumb holly valance song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very dao mei. everytime got english exam (midyear, new south wales and oral) i get a stupid nose problem. i need a nose transplant. anyone wanna offer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates about the ACJC Choir Concert...holey moley (our juniors' nickname for s.ho) tied up her hair and wore contacts so we didn't recognize her at first. she bought us seats so close to the front we suspected she wanted to keep an eye on us (THIRD ROW FROM THE FRONT). teachers that went: miss lum, miss ho wai yu, miss shen, mr chan, mr soh, miss yeo, the cheena woman and our Grace conductresses. yeowch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was okay larh...miss ho sang so damn high and loud you could hear her distinctly...and coz i was in an anti-s.ho mood i thot she was so damn showing off. but all in all it was quite a good performance. acjc choir does have a good reputation...and it was worth the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so! we're going for sharon's birthday bash?!?! too bad no hairy potter and POA. hope u all are going. coz i am. mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a good day people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108605542767682486?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108605542767682486/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108605542767682486' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108605542767682486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108605542767682486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/06/mood-blowing-nosey-again-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>joynandyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791895302954939431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.boomspeed.com/rejoyce/53364113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108599935781163917</id><published>2004-05-31T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T18:29:17.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: sleepy&lt;br /&gt;listening to: stacie orrico &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey peeps. jia , i think mardi is monday in laTiN. u think so? mayb its greek but it sounds latiny.how abt a band called rectangular ladiees? haha.. rightt. who's gg sharons house on the 3rd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108599935781163917?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108599935781163917/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108599935781163917' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108599935781163917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108599935781163917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/05/mood-sleepy-listening-to-stacie-orrico.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108599727831367939</id><published>2004-05-31T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T17:54:38.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: lala&lt;br /&gt;listening to: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no jia.im not wisely studyin. and liz, i cant sing.. haha.. i wanna play the piano. excpt my piano playing sux. so in that case, i shall be ur manager.. haha.. jkin =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108599727831367939?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108599727831367939/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108599727831367939' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108599727831367939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108599727831367939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/05/mood-lala-listening-to-no-jia.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108596962310191102</id><published>2004-05-31T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T10:13:43.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:happy&lt;br /&gt;listening to:myself playing my darling guitar(which is not the best thing to hear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booya. ok jia. got it. actually i don't have much to write. except that i need 4 more gym badges. oh wait, i think i'm seriously addicted to gameboy pokemon... haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108596962310191102?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108596962310191102/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108596962310191102' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108596962310191102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108596962310191102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/05/moodhappy-listening-tomyself-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108575307096662355</id><published>2004-05-28T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T22:04:31.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: neutral (or trying to be)&lt;br /&gt;listening to: where is da loovvee - black eyed peas and justin timberlake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeeyyyy people!!! the holidays are heeerrrreeeee!!! spend your time wisely studyin'!!!!! (i know cassie will!!!!) and we'll have group study times very very soon, esp for a maths that SUX....yayayayayay!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108575307096662355?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108575307096662355/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108575307096662355' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108575307096662355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108575307096662355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/05/mood-neutral-or-trying-to-be-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>joynandyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791895302954939431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.boomspeed.com/rejoyce/53364113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108567176613862003</id><published>2004-05-27T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T23:29:26.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:sad&lt;br /&gt;listening to:the tv?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liz!! u didn't add me in th photo!! boo! i wanna sing sing sing! lalala!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108567176613862003?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108567176613862003/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108567176613862003' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108567176613862003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108567176613862003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/05/moodsad-listening-tothe-tv-liz-u-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>-da*bra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938570666624661047</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108556898919985341</id><published>2004-05-26T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T18:59:27.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: *blowing nosey&lt;br /&gt;listening to: nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall not say what I might want to say about the band only that hello? Liz? I can play guitar too? BAH HUMBUG. Anyway I'm trying to be a more quiet and less mean person. Although that may be quite impossible...ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number One on To-Do List: Get a tagboard up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the band idea is good. Only if everyone is willing to commit. Then we gotta find a place and a time too. I think it will be fun...as long as everyone contributes. Wheehoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take mardi to mean monday and mercredi to mean tuesday? what language is that, greek? (hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, friday! i shall take the liberty to post details! well we end school at 2 PM earliest...hoping nothing goes wrong with our progress reports AGAIN...we'll go to Suntec or Great World City (as they are more ulu places and we'll have more of the place to ourselves) to watch Shrek2, The Day After Tomorrow, Troy (again) or whatever movie that looks favourable. Okay? Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...I love that pic of us!! It's, wow, RECENT!! Hahahaha. Now everyone can see why we're the rectangular table of ladies. Plus I love the cups and the one ton of mee bowl there. HEEHEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108556898919985341?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108556898919985341/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108556898919985341' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108556898919985341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108556898919985341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/05/mood-blowing-nosey-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>joynandyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791895302954939431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://www.boomspeed.com/rejoyce/53364113.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108556540175263538</id><published>2004-05-26T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T17:56:41.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>By the way people, hows the idea of a band? Gimmie your comments yar? coz if we do start one, this can be the arrangement&lt;br /&gt;Jia:Singer&lt;br /&gt;Sharon:Singer/Bassist&lt;br /&gt;Mich:Singer/Pianist&lt;br /&gt;Liz:Guitar&lt;br /&gt;Loui:Guitar and Singing if she wants&lt;br /&gt;Sze:Singing and nagging[jkjk]&lt;br /&gt;Cassie:singing?&lt;br /&gt;Grace:flute! &lt;br /&gt;Christine:violin!&lt;br /&gt;Kristen:drummer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you guys think about it yar? Or if you all wanna change the arrangement&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108556540175263538?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108556540175263538/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108556540175263538' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108556540175263538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108556540175263538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/05/by-way-people-hows-idea-of-band-gimmie.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108556487879879617</id><published>2004-05-26T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T17:47:58.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:ranty and cold&lt;br /&gt;listening to:ain't no mountain high enough-sister act 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloha people. As you guys can evidently see, I don't know how to add links to this bloody thing! Ok slap me! Bah. Mich's in japan... So we don't have any chubby cheeks to pinch anymore.. :( I tell ya she's prob having the time of her life eating mountains of sushi and sashimi while we're here suffering... heh. aiyah. nothing much to say... except GRACE ONG! where are you gurl?! haha. and can someone post the plans for this friday? kk. toodles people. shall go pig out now. i'm hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108556487879879617?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108556487879879617/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108556487879879617' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108556487879879617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108556487879879617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/05/moodranty-and-cold-listening-toaint-no.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108555809575460646</id><published>2004-05-26T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T16:07:11.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood:boreddd&lt;br /&gt;listening to:i'm like a bird -nelly furtado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..well..im the 3rd person to post..like wowww.. haha.. today the RTOL were going gaga over the fact that RTOL is LOTR spelt backwards.. as in u noe, LORD OF THE RINGS&gt; well, can someone tell me exactly whatt is gg on on friday? what movie are we watching?? heehee.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blog template is really cool.. polka dotties! wow. =)and the fotos are cool too! i got sum pics as well liz, shall add when i have time ya? and thanks for setting up the blog. haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is anyone gg overseas for holidays? im not. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108555809575460646?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108555809575460646/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108555809575460646' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108555809575460646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108555809575460646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/05/moodboreddd-listening-toim-like-bird.html' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108549834473124547</id><published>2004-05-25T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T23:19:04.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: sing song*ey&lt;br /&gt;listening to: a moment like this -kelly clarkson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u 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&lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;i miss st.marg's. wanda misses st.marg's. wanda misses u &lt;s&gt;guys&lt;/s&gt;girls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108549834473124547?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108549834473124547/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108549834473124547' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108549834473124547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108549834473124547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/05/mood-sing-songey-listening-to-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>-da*bra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938570666624661047</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7106913.post-108549607432208731</id><published>2004-05-25T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T22:41:14.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mood: happy!&lt;br /&gt;listening to:my air con freezing me into a pice of frozen ham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heya people! Yuppers.Got a blog up for us, the rectangular table of ladies otherwise know as ROTL! haha. sounds abit like Lord of The Rings... :p Weeeeeee... Outing this Friday... Sigh. Sad case Mich's aka my oh-so-big-already granddaughter is in Japan now... Maybe not there yet but well, at least she's on the plane... Wonder if the air stewardess has pushed the drinks trolley around...? Ladidum. And you guys better help keep this blog going ah! Don't want it to end up like the 1e5 blog which is really a tragic story. and i am STILL looking for the moron who kicked me out of admin!!! Hah. Oh yar. and in case some of you blur-er people haven't realised, the background of this is green polka dots! waha. but I'll probably change it soon or when I have the time lah. Yuppers. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7106913-108549607432208731?l=rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/feeds/108549607432208731/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7106913&amp;postID=108549607432208731' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108549607432208731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7106913/posts/default/108549607432208731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rectangular-table-of-ladies.blogspot.com/2004/05/mood-happy-listening-tomy-air-con.html' title=''/><author><name>lizzypoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11782660626696351592</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/98/1082/640/Copy%20of%20110_1078.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
